Page 109 of Mad As Hell

She was perfect. And completely fucking mine.

I finished the rest of my beer before pocketing my phone and turning to make an excuse to leave.

Ash smirked at me, the fucker.

“What?” I demanded, trying to play it cool.

“Haven’t seen Maddie all night,” he commented with a nonchalant shrug. He tipped his own beer to his lips. “I thought she was coming over with you.”

“She did. She’s in my room.”

His gaze sharpened. “Doing what?”

I met his gaze evenly. “Whatever the fuck I want her to do.”

A begrudging smile inched across his face. “Does that mean you two have sorted your shit out?”

“It means she’s accepted I’m not letting her go,” I admitted, remembering the way she’d teared up when she’d finally admitted she could trust me again. She was breaking down as she built me up. I would spend the rest of my life proving I was worthy of her—her love, her trust, just fucking her.

Ash’s bemused expression turned serious. “Don’t fuck this up, Ry.”

I almost bristled, but some deep part of me knew he was trying to give me solid advice. “Maddie’s it for me,” I admitted softly, letting the truth be known between us. “I don’t fucking deserve her, but I can’t let her go. I won’t. She’s mine, and she has been since that night I realized who she was.”

He clapped a hand on my shoulder. “You’re going to have to let her in. All the way, man. Your dad, Phoenix… You’re going to have to lay it all on the table.”

“I plan to,” I replied. Tonight was the last piece of the puzzle I’d needed to fall into place. Maddie was where she belonged, and this was the first time in a long time that I felt absolutely sure about us. Sure that we could handle anything. “Once I get through this weekend at home with our dads, I’m telling her everything.”

“Good. It’s about fucking time.” Ash shoved me away with a smirk.

I glanced around, ready to wrap this up. The team was celebrating—some by finding a willing girl or two and hooking up, others by drinking, and a few by just chilling. The party was a success, and I could make my exit. Fucking finally.

Unlocking my phone once more, I turned the vibrator up to one of the higher settings and went to get my girl.

* * *

When I’d first moved into my room, I’d spent a weekend with the guys making sure it was soundproof. Not that I had a problem with the guys’ hearing a new girl scream my name, but because these fuckers were nosier than an old folks’ home of church matrons.

In our world, knowledge was power, and finding out secrets was the ultimate currency. It was why I kept my room locked and had security cameras installed after Madelaine’s betrayal last year. I guarded my privacy as closely as possible.

Even still, as I unlocked the door, I could hear Maddie’s muffled curses as she moaned. My dick was practically punching its way out of my jeans as I stepped inside. I turned off the vibe with a swipe of my finger.

“Motherfucking fucker,” Maddie panted, her eyes screwed shut as I cut off her ascent up the hill toward another orgasm. “I swear, I’m going to—”

“Going to what?” I asked, cutting her off as I closed the door and locked it.

Her eyes popped open, and she turned to glare at me, her cheeks flushed and strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead.

“You’re an asshole,” she spat. “Do you know how many times I’ve been right there, and you stopped the damn thing?”

I smirked, because of course I knew. It had been intentional. I’d let her have one in the beginning, but for the last ten minutes, I’d been intentionally dragging my girl along a razor’s edge of pleasure and denying her because I wanted all of her orgasms. I wanted her strangling my dick as she convulsed around me. I wanted her flavor exploding on my tongue as I licked her into oblivion.

I wanted every fucking thing from this girl, and tonight, I was going to start taking it.

I reached behind me and fisted the material of my shirt, then pulled it over my head. The smirk that crept across my face when Maddie’s hungry gaze devoured me was impossible to suppress. This girl was fucking dangerous for my ego.

She rolled her eyes and let out a little huff. “Yes, you’re gorgeous. You know it, I know it… Everyone knows it.” Her lips puckered in a sour expression. “Including that girl who was all over you when we got here.”

“Jealous?” The idea of her jealousy shouldn’t have made me as happy as it did.

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