Page 59 of His Secret Obsession

My muscles feel loose, my body languid as I stare down at him, giving him a slow smile. His eyes narrow suspiciously.

“Touch me now,” he says, a hint of a growl laced in his voice.

Huffing out a laugh, I pretend to consider it. “Maybe later. I have to get ready for work now. Thanks for the good time though.”

He gives me an incredulous look as I climb off him, his erect cock looking angry and swollen.

Giving it a pointed look, I begin putting my clothes back on. “You might want to take care of that.” I give him an overexaggerated, theatrical wince. “It looks like it hurts.”

“Maddison Raddix, don’t you dare leave me like this.” His dark, rumbling tone sends a renewed shot of arousal through me. I ignore it, snickering as I shove my feet back into my shoes.

“Get your ass back over here and ride my cock.” He barks the command at me, giving me a murderous look as I head towards the door.

I resist the urge to strut.

“Maddie, I’m sorry,” he hisses. I pause with my hand wrapped around the door handle. “I didn’t know she was flirting with me, but I’ll be more careful next time. Just…please, come back over here and touch me.” Glancing over my shoulder at him, his pleading eyes nearly crumble my resolve. His hand wraps around his cock, giving it a stroke. But I remember the thrum of anger I felt when he let that woman touch his arm.

“You will be more careful next time,” I tell him, lowering my voice as I meet his eyes. “Because you’re going to feel that ache all day long. And no matter how much you want to touch yourself, you’re not going to. You’re going to think about how much this moment hurts and wish I was here to make it better.” His mouth drops open, his eyes bulging. But he takes his hand off his cock, and I smirk.

Spinning around, I open the door and step out into the hallway. Letting it slam behind me, I stroll through the shop with a grin. Employees pause, giving me curious looks as I whistle a merry tune under my breath. Their eyes dart to the direction of the hallway when Jax’s thunderous voice echoes through the space, some of them exchanging worried expressions.

“Maddie! Don’t forget what they say about payback!”

I throw my head back with a loud laugh.

Yeah, payback is a bitch. Or is it? I can’t wait to find out.

Maddison

My shift is long and grueling, my patience wearing thin as Irene nitpicks my every move. I’m antsy the entire time, my body thrumming with anticipation as I remember Jax’s promise. It makes my heart flutter, and my palms sweat, but I hope he makes good on it. I hope he fucks me until my legs turn to jelly, and I no longer possess the ability to walk. When I accidentally knock over a glass figurine and it shatters around my feet, Hazel gives me a curious look. I smile sheepishly before grabbing a broom, pausing when my phone vibrates.

Jax: I’ve been hard all day

Poor baby

“I’ll have to deduct that from your paycheck,” Irene tells me snidely, suddenly appearing at my side. Her lips purse into thin lines, and she looks like she just tasted something sour.

I jump, quickly pocketing my phone and nodding. “Okay.”

“And stay off your phone. I don’t pay you to text your boyfriend.”

I roll my eyes as she spins on her heel, theclick-clackover the tile grating on my nerves. I stick my tongue out at her back, my heart skipping a beat when she turns around. Quickly looking away, I mentally cross my fingers and pray she didn’t notice. The last thing I want is another write-up, since I already have one on file for calling out the day Jax refused to let me drive.

“Snow days are not an employee benefit, Miss Raddix. This is very disappointing.”

The broken glass clinks together as I sweep it into the dustpan. Her eyes burn into the back of my head, but I hum a tune under my breath anyway. “Make sure you get all the glass. It’s not a good look for the business if one of our clients get hurt.”

I blow out a breath when the sound of her retreating footsteps reaches my ears. Once all the glass has been swept up, I carry the broom and dustpan over to the nearest trash can. My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I glance around.

Jax: You’re going to wear my handprints on your ass tonight baby

I suck in a sharp breath, glancing at the nearest clock and frowning. There are still hours left before my shift is over, my feet are aching, and I want Jax inside me.

“Is everything okay with you today?” Hazel asks, wandering over to me with a perplexed smile. “You seem a little…off.”

My phone buzzes again, making all the blood rush to my head. My hands itch to look at my newest text. “Perfect!” I reply, nearly wincing when my voice comes out all squeaky and high-pitched. “I’m perfectly fine. Everything’s great, actually!”

Hazel gives me a suspicious look, opening her mouth but shutting it again when a middle-aged woman walks up to the counter with an armful of table linens. When I hear the quiet beeps from her register, I pull my phone back out of my pocket.

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