Page 57 of Lost in You (Flirting with Forever 1)

I hold myself still and bring her lush lips to mine, kissing her slowly with all the passion I feel for her. I groan and pull back a fraction to look at her. I whisper against her lips, “You feel so good, Madi.”

I almost lose my mind when she tilts her hips, taking me deeper. “I need to feel you. Please—”

“Whatever you need, baby.” My fingers dig into her ass cheeks as I hold on tightly and piston into her tight, wet heat.

It feels so good to be with her bare like this; I’m ready to fucking blow already. Madison is so damn sexy, and I don’t even think she realizes it. Her body moves perfectly with mine, so in sync it’s impossible to think we aren’t meant to be. My pelvis grinds against her as I thrust faster, hitting her in just the right spot, and she explodes like a volcano. She cries out, her face the picture of rapture as her body melts into mine, shaking, so vibrant and alive. I can’t hold back any longer and growl, “Madison,” next to her ear as I come deep inside her.

Our chests rise and fall against each other, and my lips graze over the soft skin along her jaw before I touch my lips to hers. My mouth curves into a grin, and I feel her smiling back at me. “Hi, Butterfly.”

A small chuckle falls from her lips. “Hi, Shawn.” Her legs drop from around my waist as I pull out of her. “I, um, I’ve never done that before.” She leans against the wall and bites her lip, her eyelashes fluttering at me.

My forehead creases and my mind whirs a mile a minute, wondering if she’s okay. I’m still feeling a little out of it, my brain is waiting for the blood to return to it so I can think straight. “Me neither. But that’s what I want our relationship to be. Built on trust.”

She reaches out to cup my cheek. “You know the past has made it hard for me to trust. But not with you. I hope that’s a good sign.” She smiles and blows out a quick breath. “Can I use your bathroom?”

My eyes flick to hers. “Sorry. Yeah, of course.” I run one hand over my jaw and point in the direction of the bathroom with the other. “It’s right through there.”

While she’s in there, I’m gripped with sudden worry. Maybe I shouldn’t have jumped on her before we’d had a chance to talk. But, damn, I’d needed her in a way I have never experienced before. The pull was so strong I had to have her right then. She hadn’t argued either, she’d been right there with me, every kiss, every touch. It’d been some of the best sex I’ve ever had. Make-up sex. Never had it before, but if it’s like that every time, I’ll pick a fight every once in a while just to be able to kiss Madison and bring her back to her senses.

And it is Madison I want to be kissing. Now I just have to show her, talk things through, make sure she’s with me in this because I don’t think I could ever go back to being just friends with her. She’s the one I want to call my own. I want to spend every day with her, living and laughing, and every night wrapped up in her arms, loving her in the way she deserves. I don’t ever want her to feel alone again—because she has me.

At the sound of soft footsteps on the carpet, I glance up, my gaze traveling over Madison’s naked body. I blow out a breath. “Madison, I think we should probably talk.” A rough chuckle rips from me. “But I’m easily distracted when you’re naked.” I swoop down, picking up her T-shirt and underwear.

Her nose wrinkles as she takes them from me, a furious blush cresting her cheeks. “Ditto. At least put some pants on.”

“You got it.” I pull on my boxer briefs and jeans while she steps into her panties and pulls the T-shirt over her head.

I hold a hand out to her, and we walk together into the living room where I sit on the couch. My heart clangs around in my chest, and I pray I can say everything I need to, everything that’s been running through my head since she left.

She lets go of my hand and is about to sit down on the couch way too far away from me when the words fall from my lips, unbidden. “No. Sit here with me.” I need to touch her, need to feel her, don’t want to be apart from her anymore. “Right here.” I grab her hand and pull her into my arms, seating her sideways across my lap.

She’s tense at first, but then our eyes meet and she softens. She rests her head against my chest. “Is everything really okay between us?”

“I want it to be. Do you?”

“More than anything.” She heaves a great sigh, the weight of the world seemingly on her shoulders. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know—I believed what Chase told me. I should have known better. There had been a few other times that I was not sure if he was telling me the truth about where he’d been.”

My lips graze her forehead. “He had us both fooled. I don’t know if I ever really knew him at all, and that’s a tough thing to realize.” I pause. “Look, I don’t want you getting upset again over the whole Chase and Dana situation. I don’t want you to think for a second even that anything you did because of his lies could come between us. It wasn’t your fault. You didn’t know.”

“How?” She looks at me with tears shimmering in her eyes. “How are you able to handle this so well? Why aren’t you upset with me for believing that of you?”

“Well, it’s in the past. I don’t dwell on the past. Never have. But as for you believing it of me? I don’t think that if you really, truly thought that of me you’d have let me come with you in the first place. I think somewhere down deep, you knew.”

Her lips curve into a smile. “You know, you may be right. Because I kept asking myself what the hell I was doing and kept thinking, well, he’s obviously changed because this isn’t someone who could do that. So, I think the answer was ticking around in my head this whole time. Tigers don’t change their stripes. I don’t know why all the pieces didn’t connect in my head, especially after I witnessed Chase cheating with my own two eyes.” She swallows, and I feel it against my chest. “I was really hoping you weren’t going to let me down either, because I started falling for you on the ride to the wedding before we ever had a chance to be fake anythings to each other.”

“Madison. Look at me.” I tuck my finger under her chin, lifting her face to mine. “I won’t let you down. Ever.” I slant my mouth over hers, and we lose ourselves in the kiss. When we finally pull apart, I know I have to make sure she knows how I feel. I don’t want there to ever be a question.

“Baby, while you were falling for me, I was busy falling for you, too.” I search her eyes and see nothing but trust there, and that’s when it finally hits me—my heart has found its home.

A while later, we get ready to head downstairs. Music floats up through the floor, and I chuckle, my brows raised. “Sounds like they’ve already got the karaoke going. I bet your girls are already here. Sophia mentioned they’d be by tonight after your book club.”

“Yep, they prob

ably are. Oh my God, my hair is out of control. They’re going to wonder what the hell happened to me.”

“Wait, did you skip out on getting together with them to come see me?”

“Sort of. I showed up. They saw I was a miserable mess, and Sophia pulled me aside and made me spill my guts.”

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