Page 34 of Tomorrow's Never Promised

“You wore it,” he peers directly into my eyes. His gaze has shifted from lust to adoration…or is thatlove?

“It was the inspiration for my entire outfit.” I grip his bow tie, pulling him in for another chaste kiss.

He stands back and does another once-over, stopping at the deep slit in my dress. A wicked smile forms on his face. Killian runs his index finger slowly up my bare thigh stopping just shy of my garter. He slides his hand further up to cup my hip, his long fingers splaying across my ass. “Goddamn, Madison. I am one lucky man,” he whistles out.

I amdeep in conversation with a few of our suppliers when one of my men taps me on the shoulder. “Excuse me, sir.Padméjust arrived.” I smirk at the code name I gave my men for her.

“Thank you. Have Conor direct the girls outside to the tent while I finish up here.”

A few moments later, a green goddess enters my peripheral. The chatter becomes distant as I turn my head towards my queen. Her hair is trimmed and dyed auburn.The things I want to do to her right now…

Her girlfriend takes notice of the intimate moment and makes herself scarce by the bar.

Madison struts her long, sexy legs my way with a newfound look twinkling in her eyes. That slit in her dress goes deep into territory that belongs to me. I lean against the bar, gaining a better view of her, and clutch my whiskey—about to crack this glass.

My lips twitch with the need to taste her sweetness.Right. The fuck. Now. I run my tongue over them preparing to claim hers in about two seconds. My cock is straining hard against the zipper of my tuxedo pants. I clasp my hands together over my crotch to shield the rest of the world outside of our little bubble.It feels like we are the only two in the tent right now. I have maybe said two words to the suppliers this whole time.

I can’t wait a second longer to touch her. “Excuse me, gentlemen. My woman has just arrived.” My feet move, and I stalk toward her, meeting her halfway.

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It is nine o’clock,and the gala is in full swing. Family, friends, and clients are drinking and socializing around the penthouse. A live band plays in the heated tent outside. Some guests have already gathered around the stage to dance.

Lexi and Madison are already tipsy, and by the looks of it, are thoroughly enjoying themselves. They are absolutely stunning. The both of them are laughing and smiling over their inside jokes.Reminds me of Liam and I.Practically my entire syndicate has their eyes on these two. Except for one.Where the hell is Liam?I need him to meet Madison. We haven’t spoken since he went to win his girl back this morning. Either they are off somewhere fucking right now or he’s nursing a stiff drink at the bar. And I don’t see him at the main bar downstairs.

I guess now would be a good time to give Madison atour. Perhaps we’ll find Liam along the way. Lexi hangs back with Conor—he seems infatuated with her.The kid could use a sweet and spunky lass like her.

Hand in hand, Madison and I ascend the staircase to the second floor, where the bedrooms reside. I take her down the right side of the hall and open the door to the guest room Lexi will be staying in. “This will be Lexi’s room this evening.” She scans the room and then follows me to the door at the end of the hall.

“This is myroom,” I rasp, innuendo laced heavily on my tongue. She smiles coyly as I swat her arse and nudge her in, closing the door behind us. I cup her face between both hands and kiss her with fervor, sliding my tongue into her mouth. She clings her fingers around my forearms, kissing me back with the same heat. Our tongues dance while I back her up until her arse hits my king-sized four-post bed.

Gently, I push her back until she rests on her elbows against the mattress. My wanton goddess bunches her dress above her thighs and opens her legs wide. Green straps cup her thighs and run up to a lace garter belt. A flimsy, mesh g-string acts as a barrier between what I crave and my face.

Leaning one knee on the mattress between her thighs, I bend over her and plant kisses along her neck. I run my fingers down over her freshly waxed pussy and cup her heat. I work them lower and down through her folds. “You are so wet for me, Madison.” I swirl my middle finger in circles over her clit. Her back arches off the bed, allowing me to bite and suck the curves of her breasts.

“Killian, I can’t take it anymore. I need younow.”

“I told you, you can have anything you want…” I trail off as my face snakes down her body. I kiss and nibble on the inside of her thigh, licking the crease there, between her pussy.

Dropping to my knees, I lift her legs over my shoulders. My hands grip her thighs, dragging her arse off the bed. I slide my index finger down her slit and roam down over the rim of her tight hole. It puckers at my touch, and she tries to squirm up the bed. My grip on her thigh tightens, keeping her in place. “Iwillclaim this one day,” I state, looking up at her, making sure she is still with me. Her eyes blaze with an inferno I've yet to see.She is turned on by the idea of it.I smile innocently at her before moving my finger back up.

Hooking my finger over the g-string, I pull it aside and replace my tongue where it once sat. Madison gasps on contact. A tremble vibrates her body as I continue to lick and suck her. She is mewling and moaning as my tongue plunges in and out of her dripping entrance. My hands find her thighs again, and I tighten my hold around them, securing her closer to my face and spreading her wider.

“Ahh, that feels so fucking good,” she breathes out as I slip two fingers inside her and suck her clit.

“Killian…I am so close…so…ahhh.” Designer heels dig into my shoulder blades, and her walls clench around my finges. Her knuckles begin to turn white as she grips the comforter and arches her back.

She is gorgeous when she comes.

I lap up her juices and slide her thong back in place. Madison relaxes against the comforter and closes her eyes. Her hand rests over her heart as she breathes in and out.

I adjust my bulging erection and reach a hand out to help her up.It’s going to have to wait ‘til later. We’ve got all night.

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We rejoinLexi downstairs at the patio bar. She and Madison are whispering and giggling—most likely discussing the events of our absence.I swear women talk more about their sex lives than men do.Conor is still lingering next to them, drinking a pint and enjoying some oysters.

The band is playing more lively music as the New Year approaches. Madison runs her hand down my shoulder and squeezes my hand. “Lexi and I are going to dance. Would you like to come?”

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