Mad Gold (Providence Gold 2)

I don’t know if it was the buildup from our picnic that was interrupted, the emotions of the birth of his niece, my tears, my realization I loved him, or all of them mixed together, but with only him sucking on one nipple, I was getting close to coming. Just from that!

And then he switched sides and moved his hand up so he could gently pinch the nipple he’d just left, as he sucked on the one he hadn’t already dealt with… and that was it. It wasn’t a huge orgasm or a screaming climax, but it was enough to make me moan and shake under him, getting his attention.

“Just from that, baby?” he mumbled around the flesh in his mouth. It sounded distorted, but his words were unmistakable.

“Don’t gloat,” I panted, staring up at the white ceiling above us. For some reason, it stood out that there wasn’t one cobweb or mark on it – probably because of his height. That must make it easy to clean everywhere in a home, instead of getting the Dyson and attaching it to the extender hose thing and attacking the suckers that way.

While I was distracted, he’d managed to undo my pants and take off his own t-shirt, something I found out when he kissed down my stomach and nipped the front of my panties between his teeth and tug without undoing my zipper.

“Here’s how it’s going to go down,” he told me as he leaned back on his feet and lowered the zipper on his jeans. “I’m going to eat you,” he said, not breaking eye contact with me as he stroked up my thighs to the waistband of my pants. “Then, I’m going to make love to you,” he stressed the word love making my heart beat that bit faster.

Did he know? I’d only just found out, so how could he know?

“Then,” he continued, leaning down so that his face was close to mine, “We’re going to talk. We’re going to lay all of our pieces together on the table, and we’re going to rearrange them so they fit into one. Do you understand?”

For a second all I could picture was him fitting his piece into mine, but then I realized what he was saying. The first two I could scream yes to, but was I ready for the third one? Looking into his dark gray eyes and seeing the determination on his face, I began to understand how important this was to him – as important as it was to me. Problems and doubts didn’t go away in seconds, especially one's like mine, but I was willing to risk it and work on them with Madix.

Even when he was a vague drunken memory or an angry silverback gorilla on a plane, he was different. He was important.

Now? After only a matter of weeks in the grand scheme of things, he was everything.

So, I might still have a lot I needed to work on, but with him being the reward, I was willing to do that and give him all of me.

“Yes,” I answered, not breaking eye contact with him now.

It might have seemed like my silence had gone on for hours as I worked through things in my head, but in reality it was only seconds. That said, it was still long enough for him to panic and then feel relief when I gave him my answer in a confident and determined voice. I knew this because as soon as I got the word out, his entire body relaxed and he let out the breath he’d been holding as he lowered onto me and took my mouth with a loud groan.

My hands, which had been gripping the material of his jeans at the waist, skimmed up his back, feeling the dips and grooves of his muscles underneath the silky softness of his skin as they made their way up toward his shoulder blades. Once I got there, I dropped one so I could hook it around his neck from the front, and then move it so that my palm was on his skin and my fingers were in his hair. My other hand pressed between his shoulders, holding him firmly to me as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

This position meant that we were pressed from lips, to chest, to crotch and it was awesome. The weight of him on me, his hardness against my softness – all of it was spectacular.

When he pulled his mouth away from mine and kissed down my chest, stopping to flick each nipple with his tongue on his descent down my body, I mourned the loss of his mouth on mine for a brief second, and then realized that everything with Madix was sensational. He had a way of worshiping with everything he did, be it with his hands or mouth.