Page 53 of Jack of Hearts
Each stroke, each touch, each filthy word, each time he thrust into her, then pulled out, only to do it again, sent her to a place she’d never been before, and she responded by sinking her teeth into his shoulder.
“Hell, yes,” he said. “Show me how much you want me.”
Desperate need swelled inside her until she could no longer contain it, and she arched up, meeting him thrust for thrust. She moaned, and he answered with a growl from deep in his throat, and then he took her to the heavens.
When she clenched her muscles around him, he lifted to his arms, watching with a savage intensity as she fell apart. Eyes as black as midnight held hers prisoner as his own release overtook him. His breaths were hard and fast, the cords on his neck thick and ropey as he strained, his hands digging into her hips. She’d never seen anything hotter than Alex when he looked like he might shatter. He ground his hips into hers in one final stroke, shouted something incomprehensible, and then fell against her.
After they’d both caught their breath and she could talk again, she said, “That was so burning hot, I think we did set the bed on fire.”
He chuckled against her neck, where his face was buried. “Then we’ll just have to go down in flames because I can’t move.”
“What’s wrong, Grandfather? Can’t keep up with Grasshopper?” She loved the feel of his warm breath on her skin.
“Shut your mouth, girl.” Getting some of his strength back, Alex rolled off her, somehow managing to get his legs under him to go to the bathroom and dispose of the condom. Back in bed, he tucked Madison next to him. Still reeling from making love to her, he tried to remember if he’d ever had white spots dancing in his vision when he’d climaxed. He couldn’t remember that ever happening before.
“How soon can you be ready to do that again?”
He lifted his head, looking down at her. “Is that a challenge?”
“Consider the gauntlet thrown down.”
Her grin and the mischief sparkling in her eyes twisted something inside him, and he wondered if it was the beginning of love. That he felt something special for her, he’d accepted, but if it was turning to love, the timing couldn’t be worse. He was feeling too good to worry, though, about what may or may not happen tomorrow or the next day.
“Still waiting,” she said. “Maybe I can help you answer my question.”
When she reached for his dick, wrapping her soft hands around it, he rested his head back on the pillow, fully willing to put himself in her hands, so to speak. What was it about this woman that had snared him from the beginning? He’d asked himself that question a thousand times but still didn’t have an answer. Arousal stirred as her hand stroked him, and he watched her face, smiling at her intense concentration and the pink tongue stuck out the side of her lips.
At the moment she began to lower her mouth, his phone buzzed with the tone set for Nate. Madison jerked her head up, her hand stilling at the sound. Damn his brother, anyway. Dude had the worst timing. He’d ignore the call, except that Nate knew Madison was here with him and wouldn’t be calling unless it was urgent.
“Do you need to answer that?” she asked.
“’Fraid so. It’s Nate.” He grabbed his phone from the nightstand. “This better be good.”
“Court just left to take Lauren home. He said to tell you that he’s not staying, so if you’re worried about her being by herself, then you’d better get your ass to the bookstore.”
“Did you notice him acting weird around her?”
“I got the impression he doesn’t like her. Why, is there something I should know?”
“Not sure.”
“I’ve done my duty. Don’t bring those two here again.”
Alex chuckled when Nate hung up on him.
“What’s going on?” Madison asked as soon as he hung up.
He pulled her against him. “Court’s taking Lauren home.”
“Is he staying?”
“Apparently not.” She scrambled off the bed. “Where you going?”
“To get my phone.”
His gaze followed her as she left the bedroom. “Beautiful ass, Grasshopper.”
At the door, she glanced over her shoulder, a grin on her face. “All yours, Grandfather.”
