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Chapter Eleven

It was barely dawn, but how in the hell could I sleep with Maddie’s ass snuggled tight against my cock? That’s not true. I’d slept fine to begin with. Falling asleep with Maddie in my arms had been a dream come true. Of course, then there had been the half-hour of her snoring. That had been funnier than hell. It had been ladylike snoring but snoring nonetheless.

But now it was dawn, and she was sleeping quietly, peacefully in my arms, and torturing me, and I was loving and hating every minute of it.

Maddie stretched, her ass pushing against me even harder.

“Beau?”

“You were expecting someone else?”

She gave a soft chuckle before rolling over.

“I wasn’t quite sure if I was dreaming or not.”

I circled her around in my arms then pulled her close so that we were face to face. “You’re not dreaming.”

“I’m still not convinced.”

“Hmmm.” I reached down and squeezed her butt and arched into her pelvis.

“Ahhh.” Her eyes lit up as she shimmied against my morning wood. “You’re beginning to convince me.”

I shoved harder and her eyes gleamed. “Only beginning to?” I asked.

She shifted her leg and wrapped it around my waist, bringing her core against my cock. I was suddenly pissed at myself for insisting that we kept our underwear on in bed. At least I’d had the foresight to pull out the one condom I had in my wallet and put it on the nightstand.

“Would you think I was going too fast if I told you I really want to get to know you a whole hell of a lot better than I ever had before?” she asked.

I didn’t answer her right away, instead I searched her eyes. I saw both vulnerability and need. The need I liked, the vulnerability, not so much. I threaded my fingers through her hair. Her eyes searched mine, as if I would have the answers to all the world’s mysteries.

“No. This morning, I wouldn’t think we’re going too fast,” I promised.

A slow smile spread across her face. “Are you just saying that because your mammoth cock is about ready to tear through your briefs?”

I laughed. She always made me laugh. No wonder I was in love with her. She made me feel every emotion in the rainbow.

I bit her bottom lip for her sass, then kissed her softly, slowly, letting my lips tell her all the things she wasn’t quite ready to hear. She answered with a sweetness that was all Maddie, and it stole my breath. Then she opened her mouth and gave me her heat.

My hand slid under tank, finding her soft skin, then I moved upward, and gently squeezed her perfectly formed breast. She gasped against my mouth, her nails dug into my shoulder. I took my time, lazily exploring her body until I couldn’t stand it anymore.

I pulled her into a sitting position and snatched her tank over her head, then feasted my eyes on the glory that was Maddie.

“God, you’re gorgeous.”

“Right back at you, handsome.” Her hands threaded through my chest hair, then tugged lightly, before she lightly licked my nipple. I had her flat on her back in under a second, not caring that I lost a few chest hairs for my trouble.

“I was busy doing something,” she grumbled.

“I noticed,” I grinned. “Now I want to do something.” I licked around her right nipple, teasing her mercilessly, while my other hand plucked the nub of her left breast. For once, she didn’t say a word. Instead, she just gasped. Then, as I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked deeply, she moaned.

I let my hands wander, as I continued to torture her breast. Or was I torturing myself?

I slipped my hand under her cotton panties and slid my fingers between the wet folds of her sex. She was as drenched as I was hard.

Perfect.

I circled the entrance of her body, slowly. Taking my time.