Her eyes widened. “Really? You wouldn’t mind?”
“No. So let’s pick one and get out of here.”
A pained look appeared on her face. “I really like two of them.” She held up two and showed me. “Which one do you like?”
I grabbed them out of her hand and inspected them. “This one,” I said, holding up the one I preferred. Fuck, why did women take so long to choose? I did it in three seconds flat.
She snatched them back out of my grasp, shaking her head. “You didn’t even look at them, J.”
“I did, babe. It’s not fucking rocket science.”
She gave me a pointed look. “You have no idea.”
I blew out a breath. “I’m going to go outside and wait for you in the car. You reckon you can be done in five minutes?”
“I’ll be as long as it takes. And you won’t complain if you want more of what I gave you this morning.”
Christ, she had me by the fucking balls. She’d given me the best goddamn head job this morning and I fucking needed more of that shit. “I’ll be in the car, but hurry the fuck up because now all I can think of is your mouth and my cock.” I leaned into her and promised, “I’ll blow your fucking mind when we get home if you’re done in five minutes.”
As I pulled away from her, she curled her hand around my neck to bring me back to her, and murmured, “Baby, you always blow my mind, so there’s no need for me to hurry.”
I shook my head. “Fuck, we’re gonna be here for another hour, aren’t we?”
She held up a paint chip. “This one, J. And I’m not doing any of the work when you blow my mind. This one’s all on you.”
I grabbed the chip out of her hand and headed towards the paint counter. My cock was so hard right now and I figured I could have her under me within fifteen minutes if the dude at the counter hurried his shit up.
***
Five hours later, Madison stood surveying the newly painted wall in our lounge room. The look on her face said it all. Finally, she turned to me with a grimace. “I don’t like it.”
I slowly nodded my head. “Yeah, I can tell.”
“I’m sorry.”
“All good, babe. You think the other colour would be better?”
“Yes, this one is too dark for the room. I thought it would be okay, but now I think the other colour won’t be so dark. Do you mind if we repaint it? I know I’m being a pain.”
I smirked at her. “Can I have that in writing? The bit about you being a pain.”
She poked her tongue out at me, and I moved closer to her so I could pull her to me. Lowering my face to hers, I lightly kissed her lips and then said, “You would bore me to tears if you weren’t you. I fucking dreamt of your pain in the ass ways while I was away.”
I knew I’d said the right thing when she flashed a huge smile at me and replied, “That’s biker talk for ‘I love you’, isn’t it?”
I smacked her on the ass. “Yeah, sweetheart. Now, let’s clean this shit up in here. I’ll go to the hardware tomorrow and pick up the other paint. That okay with you?”
“That’s great. Thank you.”
She blasted me with another smile before she started cleaning up. Guilt sliced through me as I thought of the stuff I was keeping from her, about her father and what I’d done in Adelaide. This type of shit never bothered me before; I’d never had a problem separating club stuff and Madison, but for some reason, it was always on my mind now. As was the guilt that went with it.
“On second thoughts, I’ll clean this up. You go and have a shower. I’m taking you out tonight,” I said, and she continued blasting me with that smile before finally leaving me to clean up and stew on my guilt.
***
“J, what movie do you want to see tonight?” Madison called out from the bedroom a couple of hours later.
I was in the lounge room watching the television and it irritated the fuck out of me when she yelled through the house, so I got up and walked into the bedroom before I answered her. She was lying across the bed with the laptop open, and greeted me with a smile.