Page 60 of Safe Haven

I flash him a smile as I squirm around, pushing down my pants and panties before unhooking my bra. “Surprise.”

Maddox’s eyes rake down the line of my body. “You’re full of surprises, Assassin Audrey.”

“Actually”—I send the bra somewhere in the room—“you’ve seen all the surprises I have. Baseball bat. Lucky shot. And naked.” My eyes lock in as his hands go to the waistband of his pants. “I probably should have saved at least one for later.”

“Nah.” Maddox shoves down his pants, underwear and all, and I get my first look at his cock. “I’m not big on surprises. I like knowing what’s coming.”

Speaking of knowing what’s coming…

It’s impolite to stare. I know that.

But holy shit. His dick is just as pretty as he is, and I can’t wait to get my hands on it. And maybe my mouth.

And for sure my vagina.

When he finally crawls back over me, I’m practically vibrating with anticipation. Ready—desperate—to touch and taste and please and?—

Maddox only makes it partway up the bed before he stops.

I start to reach for him again, planning to drag him closer, but my fingers have barely connected with his shoulder when his hands grip my thighs, spread them wide, and his mouth seals over my pussy, stealing every damn thought from my brain.

Maddox wasn’t exaggerating when he said he was either all-in or nothing. I didn’t even know it was possible to climax so quickly. Or so hard. But the way his tongue flicks against my clit has me coming undone ridiculously fast.

And I’m not mad at it. Especially since I know Maddox is more of a two-fer sort of guy.

My whole body is relaxed and my limbs are heavy as he slides back over me. The heavy weight of his cock rests against my belly, the leaking tip leaving streaks on my skin as he kisses me, the taste of me lingering on his tongue.

One strong hand hooks behind my knee, bending my leg up and alongside his hip, spreading me wider. Maddox’s mouth pulls free, his forehead coming to rest on mine. “Tell me I can have you, Audrey.” His hips shift, dragging the tip of him along the seam of my slick pussy to notch into place.

And I’ve never been more desperate for anything in my life. The first time I asked Maddox to take me was about me wanting to clear the slate. Remove all traces of the past.

Tonight’s about the future.

“You can have me.” It’s not an offer at this point. It’s more of a plea.

But he doesn’t move.

“I don’t just mean like this.” Maddox’s lips come to move against mine as he speaks. “I mean completely. I want all of you. With me. In my house. In my bed. In my life. I want everything.” There’s a hit of desperation in his voice, and it brings me back from the edge I’m still clinging to.

Pulls my eyes to his so he can see that what I’m about to say is the complete and utter truth. “It’s already yours.”

And probably has been since that first night he laid beside me, ready to protect me at any cost.

Maddox sucks in a breath, his hand holding my face as he spears into me, filling me completely in one, almost savage, thrust. A deep, masculine groan rumbles through his chest as he rocks against me, pressing even deeper. Like he’s trying to fill every bit of me with every bit of him.

That’s what I want too.

I cling to him as he starts to move, each thrust of his hips dragging me higher. Pushing me faster.

But what does me in is the way his eyes stay locked onto mine the whole time. Like he needs to know I’m right there with him every step of the way. That we’re in this together.

Like he doesn’t know it’s been that way from the start.

When I go over the edge, I don’t go alone, and the sounds of his pleasure heightens mine just as much as the feel of his cock swelling and flexing as he fills me up.

And for a second, I’m sad I have an IUD.

That sobers me up fast, because I’ve never—never—thought of having kids. I wasn’t in a place where I could even entertain thepossibility. Wasn’t with someone I would allow to play a part in another human’s upbringing.

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