Page 127 of Her Greatest Mistake

“Either way, I refuse to let it affect my day. Today has been perfect.”

More than, actually, but I’m not sure how to put it all into words.

I jump when a knock sounds on the door, and Addie flies toward it, slowly peeling it open to peek at who’s on the other side.

“Stop hogging my wife, Adalyn,” Maddox orders, voice gruff and commanding.

I fight back a shiver in anticipation of seeing him again and move behind her. She rolls her eyes at her brother before giving me a quick side hug and a knowing grin and slipping out. As soon as she’s gone, Maddox is pushing his way inside, eyes nearly glowing as he takes me in and locks the door.

“Fucking hell, baby girl. You expect me to keep my hands to myself tonight when you look like this?”

His actions contradict his words because in the next breath, he’s palming my waist and lifting me, sitting me on the counter. My legs part for him as he steps between them and threads his fingers into the hairs at the back of my head, releasing a deep groan. I bite my lip, convinced I made the right choice by having Addie take my hair down.

He pushes his face into my neck, inhaling deeply while pressing frantic kisses all over my skin. “I’m barely holding on here. All I want is to take you home and make love to you over and over . . .” He nips at my earlobe. “And over again.”

“Maddox,” I sigh, letting my head hang to give him full access to my neck. His prickly jaw scrapes at the sensitive skin, but I’ve grown to love the feeling. Plus, it’s not like it wasn’t already red. “We’re in your parents’ bathroom.”

“Can’t you be quiet, sweetheart? Besides, nobody uses this one.”

One of his hands travels from my waist to my thigh before sliding up over my garter and then cupping my pussy. I grip his suit jacket and let the immediate pleasure of his touch wash over me.

“Not enough time,” I gasp when he pushes my panties to the side and parts my wet flesh with one finger.

“You’re so wet, you filthy girl. I can just slide right in. Hmm?”

I buck up when he slips that finger inside of me and twirls his thumb over my clit. A broken cry breaches my lips before he’s taking my mouth in a hard kiss and pulling my bottom lip between his teeth, biting down on it.

“Unbuckle my belt for me. I’m not letting you out of here without knowing I’ve taken care of this wet, needy pussy,” he grunts, adding a second finger to the first and starting to slide them in and out of me. The wet sound that follows fills the room, and I start to nod, too far gone to turn him down.

My fingers move quickly as I pull the leather from the heavy black buckle and all but rip the button of his slacks open. My throat bobs when I find his cock hard, straining against his briefs, tip peeking above the band and glistening with precum.

In one shove, I bring his pants to his thighs and wrap my hand around his erection, feeling the hard warmth of it in my palm. Stroking up, I swipe the glistening bead of cum from his tip with my thumb then and spread it along the shaft as I bring my hand back down.

He hisses out a breath, slamming a hand to the counter beside my thigh. “Put it inside of you, Braxton.”

I scoot to the edge of the counter and shake my head. “Not like this.”

His eyes widen slightly as he frowns. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just want you to take me from behind. I want to watch in the mirror,” I admit, not the least bit embarrassed by my suggestion.

Maddox makes me confident. I love who I am with him and who I am when he can’t be beside me. I just love me, period.

Desire flashes in his eyes before I’m being set on my feet and spun around, the edge of the counter biting into my hips as he flips my dress up, exposing my ass. I rest my hands on the round edge of the sink and look over my shoulder at the man behind me, so completely in love with him.

“You’re a goddess. A goddamn vision. Now and always. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you,” he mutters, shaking his head while he stares at me, as if he can’t believe I’m here and that this is real life. Most of the time, I wonder the same thing.

I push back against him, feeling his cock press against the seam of my ass. My eyelids begin to drop as pleasure zips through me, the anticipation killing me.

“This is real, Maddox. Today is the start of our forever.”

He bends over the curve of my back and kisses my head, my neck, and then my back, starting at the top and slowly moving down along my spine. Each touch of his lips to my skin is a silent promise, and I swallow the ball of emotion that builds in my throat.

“I love you, Curly,” he whispers, cock teasing my entrance.

“I love you, Dox,” I cry as he enters me, filling me to the hilt with a single thrust.

A carnal noise escapes him, and I let my head fall forward, arms already shaking. His hands are everywhere as he starts to move inside of me, a rush of quick, desperate touches. He pulls at my nipples, and I bite down on my lip to keep from screaming at how good it feels.

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