She lifted her head off the bed again and kissed his strong mouth, knowing precisely what he wanted by his authoritative tone. “Thank you for my orgasm, sir.”
“Pretty little things from a pretty little mouth.” The tip of his tongue slid across the edge of her bottom lip. “Keep talking like that, Joss, and I might think you’re perfect.”
She threaded her hands into his hair, holding him close. “Keep touching me like you do, and I might think you are, too.”
Chapter 7
The next morning, after leaving Maddox’s house late the night before, Joss woke up happy and satisfied in her bed. She had spent the morning running errands and then enjoyed an afternoon of shopping with Emilia. By the time she entered her condo minutes before 5:00 p.m., she was glad to be home and unlocked the door with a smile. Sure, her yellow-brick house in the Fremont neighborhood was tiny, being only eleven hundred square feet, but it had an awesome private, brick patio out back. She also never had to cut her grass, or shovel her driveway the once or twice a year the city got snow.
Once Emilia had followed her inside, Joss shut the door and dropped her purse onto the small table by the door. She was so ready to enjoy a few hours of girl time before heading into the night shift. Of all the shifts, the night shift was her least favorite and the hardest on her body, but when Tommy needed a couple more days off due to his mother’s surgery, how could Joss say no?
As Emilia kicked off her shoes, she asked, “So, then, after he went down on you, you left?”
Joss laughed and shook her head, unzipping her boots. Her best friend had been stuck on Joss’s sexy night for half an hour now. “Yes, I left.” She moved past Emilia and headed toward the kitchen at the end of the hallway. “I’m not sure why this concept is so hard for you to understand. He rocked my world. Then I kissed him goodbye and went home to sleep.”
“But did he say anything before you left?” Emilia asked, right on Joss’s heels as she moved to her black countertop.
Joss grabbed two glasses out of the cupboard then turned back to Emilia with a grin. “He said, ‘Thank me for your orgasm.’”
Emilia’s eyes widened and twinkled. “And you thanked him?”
“Of course, I did. It wasn’t that hard. Nick never made me orgasm. Not once in the entire time we were together. The only time I got off was when I helped him. I will happily thank Maddox until I’m blue in the face if he keeps doing all the things he’s doing.”
Emilia blinked. “Then what happened?”
“He kissed me silly, slapped my ass, and sent me on my way.”
“Jesus Christ, that’s so hot.” Emilia sagged against the countertop, fanning herself.
Joss burst out laughing. “Right? He’s like an erotic dream come true.” She approached the fridge and took out the jug of iced tea and set to filling their glasses. “I honestly wouldn’t have believed a man could breathe passion like a dragon breathes fire, but Maddox does. It’s like sex pours out of him. I’ve never seen anything like it. He’s filthy and dirty, but it isn’t creepy, it’s just fucking sexy.”
Emilia’s mouth twitched. “Maybe we should introduce Maddox to Troy.” She put down the grocery bag containing the cupcakes they’d picked up at the bakery on the corner. “Seriously, I need some of this excitement and orgasms in my life.”
“Oh, yeah, I can only imagine how that will go. ‘Hey, Troy, meet Maddox. We think he should teach you a thing or two about sex.’” She laughed, placing the cap back on the jug. “Could you imagine?”
“Well, no,” Emilia said with a shudder. “Troy would never forgive me. But still, maybe I should go get lingerie or something.”
Joss waggled her eyebrows. “And maybe some rope, too.”
“Oh my God.” Emilia burst out laughing, grabbing the box of cupcakes out of the bag. “I’m not sure we’re ready to take things to that level. Right now, I’d be happy with a spank or two.”
Joss returned the iced tea jug to the fridge, realizing how much she liked that Maddox was at that level. She didn’t think there was anything wrong with what Emilia had. She and Troy were perfect for each other, and Joss knew they had a good sex life and a very loving relationship. But explosive, mind-blowing, rock-your-fucking-world-apart sex, Joss was sure they probably didn’t have that.
Once Emilia had placed two cupcakes on a plate, Joss followed her into the living room with the iced teas in hand, and Emilia asked, “All right, so tell me…do you just have sex and leave, or is there cuddling and talking, too?”