Page 74 of Ravaged For You

The kiss I shared with Axel last night…

The powerful way he held my hand completely unprompted, as if he were showing the entire world that I am his girl. The undivided attention he gave me all night before he leaned in so aggressively to kiss my parted, willing lips.

When I saw him take off his shirt, his tattoos wet and glistening.

His cheeky half-smile.

His green eyes and the intense manner he stares at me.

Oh, God.

I know it’s so wrong, but I want him to want me. It’s all kinds of fucked up, but I bring myself to climax just thinking of how he stares at me. The lust and charisma of an international rockstar. He wants to make me mine.

You’re mine, Maddie…

I hear the water in the bath slosh as my back arches in ecstasy as my vibrator makes me orgasm.

I imagine him saying my name over and over as everything goes gold.

“Maddie… Maddie… Maddie…”

The voice seems so real…

And that’s because it is.

Holy shit.

My eyes fly open and the first thing I see is Axel standing in the open doorway of the bathroom, those green eyes I was just imagining staring right back at me.

“What are you doing?” he asks me.

I want to escape. To cover myself.

But I’m so exposed just lying here in this pile of bubbles. Completely nude. My buzzing vibrator in my hand.

“I’m…”

Axel spins around to give me privacy. He’s clearly as shocked as I am. The sight he must be seeing…

How long could he have been standing there in the doorway? Only for a couple of seconds, judging from the panicked expression on his face.

“What are you doing?” I call back accusingly.

“Why are you… doing that in the bath?”

“Look, Axel,” I reply, trying hard to retain as much dignity as I can muster. “I still have needs even if you’re keeping me in this hotel suite like a kidnapped medieval princess. I’m not completely asexual. Oh, God. This is horrible. This is a nightmare.”

“I didn’t see anything, I swear. I just walked in.”

“You’re a terrible liar, Axel,” I say as I rise up from the water.

“The door was open,” he explains.

“But what the hell are you doing back here so quickly?” I ask Axel’s back. “It’s not even midday. I thought you guys were going to be practicing until the late afternoon at least.”

“Drake has a bad throat today, so we finished early. We can’t risk damaging anything this late to the tour.”

“Oh, okay.”