Page 15 of Sweet Addiction

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Pulling up to the house, I grin when I notice Madison’s car in the driveway and Scarlett’s missing. It gives me the perfect opportunity to explain everything. Grabbing my bag, I climb out of my car and make my way inside. Straining my ears, I listen for any sign of my dove, but come up empty. Maybe she is in the shower, touching herself to thoughts of me again. My cock jerks to life. I groan, reaching down to palm myself. Jesus. What I would give to feel Madison wrapped around me. Her lips. Her pussy. Her hands. I shudder at the thought.

It’s going to happen.

I just need to be patient.

Not finding her in any of the rooms downstairs, I move upstairs, coming to a stop outside her room. I know I shouldn’t just enter without her permission, but that doesn’t stop me. At this point, I’ve obliterated every line between Madison and me. It’s intrusive, borderline obsessive but ask me if I care? I don’t. I decided she is mine and that means every wall that is put between us, I will tear down.

Shoving her door open, my gaze lands on a startled Madison who is surrounded by books and her laptop. Her gorgeous emerald eyes widen before anger flashes in them. “Do you have no concept of boundaries? You can’t just barge in here,” she says, annoyance lacing her tone.

Grinning at the feistiness she is displaying, I close the distance between us and drop down on the edge of her bed. Her mouth drops open in disbelief, no doubt at my audacity. “Hey dove, I thought now was a good time to finish our discussion from earlier.”

She shakes her head. “Not necessary. I don’t care about you and Mom or whatever weird arrangement you have.”

“Well, I do. So, you will listen.” My tone leaves no room for argument.

She nibbles that full bottom lip nervously. Despite what she says, I know she wants the truth. “Why are you doing this?” she whispers.

“Because I want you,” I tell her honestly.

Her breath hitches and she clambers back on her bed as if putting more space between us will stop me. “What the hell Knox? You can’t say that to me.”

I shrug nonchalantly. “I just did. Now you are going to listen to me?” She nods once, and I inwardly smile at her acquiescence. “Me and your mother? It’s a PR thing. You may have seen the stories about me in the tabloids.” If she did, she makes no sign of acknowledgment. “I was involved in some… questionable stuff a couple months back. I needed the good publicity and your mom; she wants to restart her dwindling career. It was a two-birds-one-stone situation. We are contracted to this for a year. I haven’t touched her. Well apart from a few kisses when we go out to restaurants, but they are staged for the paparazzi. They are not real. That’s the truth, Madison. I don’t look at your mom in any way apart from a business arrangement.”

Her eyes soften slightly, and I swear I see a hint of… relief before she blinks it away. “It doesn’t matter, Knox. According to my mother you have a very different relationship to what you just described. Now I am not saying that I believe her. If I am honest, I have had questions about the two of you for a while. I don’t know what feelings she has for you, but they are there. I won’t come in between that.”

I sigh. Fuck she is going to take more convincing than I first thought. Fucking Scarlett and whatever bullshit she has filled my little dove’s head with. “You aren’t coming between anything. And I won’t stop chasing you. I want you and you want me,” I say with determination.

She searches my face for a long beat before huffing out a laugh. “Knox, before this stuff with my mother you were pictured with a different woman every other night. What makes you think that I would willingly be another notch on your bedpost?”

Oh shit. So, she has heard about my reputation. Leaning in, I cup her face. She feels so soft beneath my skin, so right. “What makes you think that you will be just another notch?” I whisper my lips so close to hers I can almost taste her.

Her breath stutters, eyes dilate with lust. I inwardly smirk when she doesn’t pull back or break our connection. “Because it’s you. Playboy bachelor extraordinaire who can’t commit to anyone. And the one woman you are supposedly committed to is apparently all a lie.” Her voice is a whisper.

“Yeah well, people can change,” I say huskily. My cock is so hard in my pants, it’s almost painful. I don’t take any notice of my impatient dick though. No. My eyes stay on Madison. Her chest heaves, as her gaze darts between my eyes and mouth. She wants this. I know it. She knows it. Being the gentleman that I am, it would be rude not to give it to her. Not even an inch separates us now and without another thought, I tilt my head, smashing my lips to hers. My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I groan at finally having a taste of my little forbidden dove.

Fuck she tastes like heaven.

She tastes like mine.

My tongue darts out, tracing against the seam of her mouth. She parts them like the good girl she is, and I preen like a fucking peacock that she has submitted to me. She moans when I work my tongue into her mouth, tasting every little inch of it. My cock, rock hard, throbs in my boxer briefs, begging for release, to be inside her. Christ. I have never been so hard in my life. I am like granite. And it’s all for her. My little dove.

Lost in my own little world of pure bliss, I frown, gripping her cheeks tighter when she tries to pull away from me.

“Knox,” she pants, panic evident in her voice.

Coming to my senses, it’s only then, I hear the sound of heels clacking on the marble floor and Scarlett’s voice as she calls out for us. It’s like a bucket of ice-cold water being thrown over me. Breaking the best kiss I have ever had, I pull away. Glancing at Madison, my chest tightens at the look on her face.

Jumping off the bed, I rush to the door. “Shit,” I hiss out the curse. Not because I regret what just happened but because my dove looks horrified and like she is about to vomit all over her bed.

Stopping on the threshold, I glance over my shoulder and say, “This isn’t over. That was just the beginning.” With those parting words, I get the hell out of there and to my own room.

ChapterTwelve

MADISON

I stare at the spot Knox just vacated, my heart pounding in my chest.

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