Page 33 of Seduced By Contract

"What else is there to be said?"

He doesn't answer me, but he comes closer and holds me in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Maybe you can't give me a sample of what you want from me, but I can give you one."

Zeus

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Let her go,a voice shouts in my mind, but I ignore it.

I've never given up on anything I wanted, and at this moment in my life, there's nothing I want more than Madison.

As I sit with her on the couch, her straddling me, she brings her arms around my neck.

It's a hesitant touch, I notice. The night I met her, I was so consumed with desire for her that I didn't realize how she had just surrendered herself, never taking control of the kiss. But now that I know the truth, it's easy to see her inexperience.

I never imagined she'd be untouched, even though she’s so young.

All my principles scream that I shouldn't accept what she's proposed because she's too pure for what I want from her, but my body thinks differently, every cell shouting "mine."

"I don't know how to do anything," she says, and I need to close my eyes for a moment.

Madison has no idea how her words drive me crazy.

"A month?" I ask, touching her cheek with the back of my index finger.

The deadline is more necessary than ever. I wanted her before, but knowing she's a blank canvas, that she's never been with a man, heightens my desire irrationally.

"Yes. It's what you proposed to me, but . . .”

"But what?"

"What if you don't enjoy being with me? You said you get bored quickly. And if . . .”

Instead of answering, I let my finger trail down to the valley between her breasts.

She moans and tilts her head back, grinding on my lap, massaging my very hard cock.

"Fuck, Madison!" I lie back on the couch and pull her to me, my mouth devouring her sweet lips, my tongue tasting her warmth.

Her T-shirt rides up, and as my fingers glide over her skin as soft as silk, she whimpers. "You make me all tingly . . .”

My hand moves forward, caressing the firm flesh of her abdomen, right near her breasts, but I don't push farther. I want her eager, trembling, and despite how strongly I desire her, today will be light contact only.

I slide my other hand down her back, the tip of my finger trailing along her spine until it reaches the waistband of her jeans. I slip inside slowly, and I almost growl when I encounter the barrier of her thong.

"We're going to be together for a month, but I'm going to have you completely, Madison. I'm going to possess every inch of you."

She sits up, straddling me, and places both hands on my chest. She shifts against me, and her eyes open wide as if surprised by the pleasure she's discovering. This time, as she moves forward and back on my length, she knows what she's searching for.

"Feel good?"

She bites her lip and nods, her head signaling a yes. "You're going to . . . hmm . . . We’re . . .”

"No."

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