Page 56 of Lost in You (Flirting with Forever 1)

I catch a teardrop with the back of my finger before it falls. “I love it when he plays.” My heart swells with hope.

“You should skip out on the rest of our book talk and go see him. We’re going to the bar after this for karaoke, so we can catch up with you later.”

I frown, my brows hiking together in confusion. “Karaoke? Do you mean at his bar? Since when is there karaoke at that bar?”

She shrugs. “Since he got back from the wedding. He set up a little stage and everything.”

I’m flabbergasted. “Really? A stage? Wow.”

“Something you all talked about got to him. And Madi, that man’s eyes are full of unicorns and rainbows every time he talks about you.” She smirks. “That’s what Ava told him, anyway.”

A small smile creeps across my lips. “He’s talking about me?”

“Yeah. He’s been a little broody and a whole lot depressed, but he’s been talking to me and Heath both. More his brother than me, but I’ve still gotten an earful.” She tilts her head to the side. “Go see him.”

I draw in a breath and it shudders out. I look at her and don’t see anything but genuine concern in her gaze.

“Go.” She steps forward and gives me a quick hug before turning me around by the shoulders and walking me forward. She picks up my purse as we pass our table and hands it to me before shoving me gently toward the door.

From behind me, I hear a sudden scrambling. I look back at my friends to see them out of their seats cheering me on. A few of them clapping excitedly, others standing there with their hands clasped together. I hear a chorus of “Good luck, Madi!” as I press my lips together and try not to cry, wondering what I ever did to deserve such good friends.

Chapter 31

Shawn

That’s weird. I thought I’d heard a knock a few minutes ago, but I ignored it as no one ever comes up here. I hurry to the door, twist the knob, and find the last person I expected to see on the other side, but the only person I wanted. Madison. I suck in a quick breath, knocked off balance by her appearance.

She stands there looking a little unsure but more beautiful than ever. She’s all bundled up in a heavy navy-blue coat and a matching blue hat with a little pom-pom on the top. “What are you doing here, Madi?”

She blinks twice as if she’s stunned that I’m here in front of her, and then finally shakes herself, blinking once more. She closes the distance between us and looks up at me with fiery green eyes that I know are going to be my undoing.

I need her so damn bad. I haven’t slept, haven’t eaten, hell, I’ve hardly breathed since she left. I was hurt when she’d taken off without saying anything to me. But at the same time, I’d understood. I get her, and I knew she’d been feeling incredible guilt over the whole situation as it unraveled.

“I came to tell to you—”

“We’ll talk later.” My hands dive into her hair, fingers threading through the curly locks as I cradle her head. She gasps, and I take that moment to lower my mouth to hers. Our bodies collide, and she clutches at the back of my T-shirt and moves closer. I groan, helping her quickly out of her coat and whipping off her hat before I pull her inside and slam the door behind us. I lift her up into my arms and her legs automatically wrap around my hips like they were always meant to be there. We moan in unison at the contact. Electric sparks shoot through me at the feel of her pressed against me, making my dick harder than steel in no time flat.

My mouth finds hers again and our tongues dance together in a rhythm only we know and understand. It could be minutes or hours that our lips are fused, touching, tasting, loving each other—I have no idea. With every desperate swipe of our tongues, the temperature in my apartment shoots further through the motherfucking roof.

I don’t know how either of us ever entertained the notion that this was fake. All I know in this moment is I am hers and she is mine, and I need to be buried inside her right now.

I walk us forward, turning into the kitchen where I set her down on the counter. Our hands move fast as we scramble to divest each other of all clothing. I peel her shirt off, then mine, and we come back together in another scorching-hot, open-mouthed kiss. Behind her back, I undo her bra clasp, and she shrugs out of it quickly, letting it drop to the floor. Her taut nipples call out to me, begging for my mouth. “You’re so fucking sexy I can’t stand it.” I suck on her nipples, working each into a stiff peak as I pop the button on her jeans and drag the zipper down. I slide my hands under the waistband in back, and my dick twitches as I cup her ass cheeks before helping her shimmy out of her jeans and panties at the same time. She toes off her shoes, peels off her socks, and kicks her jeans and panties the rest of the way off while I shove my jeans and boxer briefs down and step out of them.

For a second, I stare at this gorgeous woman sitting naked on my counter, and she stares right back at me with molten desire stark in her eyes. I can’t even process that a week ago we weren’t much more than acquaintances. In so little time, she’s come to be everything to me. Her breath becomes shallow as she watches me, and I know my restraint is a thing of the past. I tug her to the very edge of the counter and push her legs open. She leans back against the cabinet, watching me with so much hunger in her eyes that it spurs me on. I rasp, “I missed you so damn much, baby.”

I bend down to bring my mouth to her aroused pink flesh and growl in satisfaction as her hands hold my head right where she wants me. Everything about her—her scent, her taste, the sounds she makes—sends blood rushing straight to my cock. Her body bucks as her fingers entwine in my hair a

nd then hold tight. I flick my tongue over her clit, sucking on it until she’s moaning and squirming. “Shawn. Oh, God. I missed you, too. I love your mouth on me.”

“I love the way you taste. So damn sweet.” I feel her body tighten, legs shaking, as energy coils in her belly. I look up at her, knowing I’m about to watch her fall over the edge. Her lips part, her eyes become unfocused, and then she’s moaning and rocking against my mouth. I continue to lick, suck, and nip at her sensitive skin until she relaxes against me, her body giving one final shudder.

I watch as she comes back to herself, still panting from the force of her orgasm. I lean in and kiss her hungrily before I ease back to look into her eyes. “Are you on the pill?” My question falls raggedly from my lips. I want this woman, no barriers between us. I want to feel her.

She nods, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “I am.” She takes my cock in her hand, strokes it, and then guides it through the folds of her wetness.

“Thank fuck because my dick needs to be in your hot pussy in the next five seconds.” With that, I pull her off the counter and into my arms, spin around, and pin her against the wall. Her body wraps around mine, and I thrust hard into her in one satisfying stroke.

“Oh, God.” She claws at my shoulders.

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