Page 85 of These Jagged Edges

“Thank you, friend.” I know what I’m doing, but Ineed this and so does he. We haven’t touched one another since before the kidnapping and not from a lack of trying on my part.

The smile on his lips vanishes as he sits up. “The hell you just call me?”

I slowly unclasp my bra under my dress and pull it off, leaving my nipples to poke through the buttery material of the dress. “Maddox, you are my friend, probably the best friend I’ve ever had.”

In an instant he’s on his feet prowling towards me, and without a word he picks me up and deposits me roughly on top of my dresser. His lips crash into mine and we devour each other. He gathers my hair into his hand before angling my head back and fucking me with his mouth. I sink my teeth into his bottom lip before gently sucking the sting away. His hands feel like they’re everywhere all at once before the cool air hits my nipples.

His fingers slightly pinch my nipples teasing me, causing me to see stars. He knows exactly what I like and how to give it to me. I lean back to give him more room to play when all movement stops. Maddox is staring at the scar on my chest with one look, and I know that dam is threatening to burst open. Instead of letting the weight of things he had no control over fall onto his shoulders, I decide to keep him in the present and now.

I place a chaste kiss to his lips and push him backwards, green eyes find mine with a questioning gaze.

“Sit down.” I point to the bed behind him, Maddox sits slowly. “Loose the shirt.”

Maddox unbuttons his shirt and tosses it aside. Never breaking eye contact with Maddox I slowly pull my dress over my hips until it’s bunched at my waist. His big body shudders slightly as I put both feet flat on the dresser and open my legs revealing my green lacy panties, the same color as his eyes.

He sucks a breath of air through his teeth, and I can see goosebumps coat his arms.

I trace my panty line. “You want to see what’s underneath, don’t you baby?”

His look is dark, like a predator watching his prey, intense and all-consuming. There’s a quiet power in the way he holds my gaze, as if the very air between us is charged with electricity. His presence fills the space, making it feel smaller, closer—like the world outside doesn't exist. All that matters is this moment, the magnetic pull between us, and the heat building in the silence

“Words, baby, give me your words,” I purr at him.

“Show me.”

His gravelly voice makes my clit throb. I slide a finger in the side of my panties teasing him for just a bit. I watch his big body become more and more restless before finally pulling my panties aside exposing myself to him.

“So, fucking pretty.”

Using one hand I open myself up. “Oh damn, I’m wetter than I thought. I guess I’ll need a towel to help me clean up when I’m done.”

“I’ll lick that goddamn dresser clean, don’t you fucking dare,” he grits out.

Hell yeah you will, I think to myself just as I plunge a finger deep fucking myself. I use my other hand to rub on my clit. Maddox looks unhinged as he watches transfixed as I pleasure myself. His pupils are wide, he’s panting, and his eyes have a downright deranged look in them.

“Watch me baby, listen to what you do to me.” Tonight, I’m not ashamed that I’m wetter than a nun in a candle shop or that the sounds of me pleasuring myself fill the room. No, tonight’s about showing the big guy I’m whole. He won’t hurt me and that I’m damn sure not going anywhere. I’m his.

“Evie.”

“To think you didn’t want to touch me,” I pant just as I insert another finger deep into my core. My body is ablaze and honestly, I’m enjoying the hell out of this.

“Stop, please.”

“No, you watch me until I come.”

I spank my clit making my eyes roll back in my head. It isn’t as good as when Maddox does it, but it suffices. My hands are suddenly pulled away and pinned above my head. My panties are torn from my body, and I watch as Maddox leans down and licks my arousal off the dresser, moaning deeply with satisfaction.

Freak nasty bastard.

“Point made, Pretty Girl,” he tells me while bringing my fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean. Point? I was making a point? Hell, I can’t think straight after watching him do that.

Chapter Thirty-One

MADDOX

What unhingedfuck licks their woman’s cum off a dresser? Me motherfucker, get over it.

I knew what that little vixen was doing, and I couldn’t love her enough for it. Saving me from myself, like the walking sunshine she is. I almost lost her and have been treating her as if she’s made of glass. Evie doesn’t need that, she just needs me. To think this Goddess agreed to marry me and give me more babies threatens to put a lump in my throat. The minute I saw those green little panties and the wet spot in them I forgot how to breathe. She did that to keep me in the here and now, not dwelling on shit I can’t change.

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