Page 65 of Ashes of Sin

His hand brushes against mine and I gasp, but he simply takes my puffer, and I glance down as he drops it into a pocket.

“Tell me if you need it.”

“Maddox, please.” Panic rising within me.

Is this another way to control me?

He takes my chin. “You have no pockets. You will not leave my side. If you need it, simply tell me.”

He’s right.

The doors open and there are two men in suits standing by a black SUV waiting for us. I step out into the low-lit garage and climb into the vehicle. Maddox follows, the doors close, and then we are on our way.

This is the first time I’ve been out of the penthouse for days. I feel almost normal as I watch the city lights pass. People walking, cars beeping, and cabs flying past.

Then I’m pulled back to the present when a large hand lands on my thigh. My eyes dart to Maddox’s hand and then at the driver. He’s paying us no notice, which is good because now the silk of my skirt is tugged up.

“Spread your legs,” Maddox orders me.

“Here?” I squeak in a quiet voice.

“Now,” he rasps.

My thighs part as if he has some magical remote control over them, and his hand snakes between them. My traitorous core burns excitedly.

Oh, my god.

My heart thuds inside my chest when he tugs my panties aside then rubs my clit like he did last night, sending threads of delicious electrical beams through my body.

We cannot do this here.

He’s crazy.

“Maddox.” I place my hand over his.

He grabs my chin with his other hand and turns my face. “Don’t. I want your juices on my lips before we arrive.”

Holy fuck.

A rocket of arousal takes off and I groan as his finger thrusts inside me. I arch, leaning my head back against the seat, pressing my eyes closed as he growls.

“Christ, Kyra.”

God, it feels good.

Now I don’t want him to stop. But he does, way too soon.

My eyes flick open in time to see Maddox sucking his fingers. He wipes them across his lips and then tugs me closer. Then his dark eyes lock with mine as he presses his mouth to mine.

“Taste yourself, Kyra. Taste yourself on me. Know that you belong to me,” Maddox rasps.

Before I can stop myself, my tongue snakes out and a tart but slightly sweet taste hits my senses.

“Fuck, yes.” He growls, then slides his fingers inside me again. “Behave tonight and I will give you my cock again. I’ll fuck this pussy and make you scream with pleasure.”

It’s almost enough to make me want to stay with him.

Almost.

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