Mad Gold (Providence Gold 2)
Focusing back on his ass, I decided that I really wanted to bite it.
Never one to pass up life’s opportunities, I did just that and sank my teeth into his right cheek. It was only when he froze that I realized exactly what I was doing and carefully unclamped my jaw.
“Uh…,” I tried hard to think of an excuse for what I’d just done. Fuck my life, there wasn’t one.
While I was thinking, his hand skimmed up my side and gently lifted me off his shoulder. When he’d moved me far enough so that his other hand could fit on my other side too, he carefully lowered me down to the floor in front of him. There was a soft click as the door to the building shut behind us, and that click made something inside him snap.
One second I was standing there looking up at him, wondering what I was meant to say. The next, I was against the side of the building with his body pressed tightly against me, and his mouth was on mine.
After the first sweep of his tongue, I moved my hands, so they were in his hair and kissed him back. How this had happened from just a bite to the butt I’ll never know, but if that’s what it took, I’d gladly chomp away at a cheek any day.
I don’t know how much time passed, or even what day it was anymore, but eventually my arms started to tingle from being up high for so long. There was a difference of fourteen inches between our heights, and I was feeling it as the blood left my fingers. Moving them down his neck, I felt the soft hairs of his beard rasp against my fingertips and moaned into his mouth. Who’d have thought it would feel so awesome to stroke a beard?
Almost as if he’d been holding back and waiting for me to move my hands, Madix started to do the same thing. Being a curvy girl, I had insecurities about my body – who didn’t – and there were places he skimmed over that I’d either tense up, or suck in. It was just a natural reflex, one that I did every morning when I looked in the mirror too.
On the second pass of my stomach which had me sucking it in, he pulled his mouth away from me, making me groan at the loss.
“Stop,” he ordered, rubbing the area that was making me react. “I don’t know what’s going through your mind, but you’re perfect for you, and you’re perfect for me.”
That made me freeze in place. He sounded so sincere and adamant about it as he stressed those two words. With the shit I’d gotten from the guys in my past… I was scared to believe him but scared not to at the same time. People couldn’t just get over their issues in the blink of an eye, our minds didn’t work like that, but his words meant everything to me.
Something in my face must have shown that, because he grinned and pecked me on the nose. “Give it some time, baby. You’ll get there,” he assured me as he gave me a kiss on the lips this time. “Now, speaking of getting there – let’s fucking go.”
Much to my disappointment, and not giving me a chance to say anything, he took my hand and gently tugged me toward the parking lot and over to his truck. I couldn’t help snorting when I looked at the size of it – which was perfect for a man of his height – and thought about him getting in my Toyota Yaris.
Maybe he’d have to sit with his head through the sunroof? That was a feature I’d made sure I had on my car so I could get fresh air during the summer. Moonroofs just defeated the object when they could only tilt open so far. Now that I’d pictured Madix driving my car, I was grateful I’d gone with that option and seriously hoped I’d get to see it happening.
“Where are we going again?” I asked, changing the subject in my mind in case he asked what was making me grin like a maniac. I was also hoping that maybe this time I asked, he’d tell me what we were up to. I wasn’t lying when I said that I wasn’t jumping out of a plane.
“Nice try,” he murmured as he opened the door for me. “You’ll see when we get there.”
I really hope it didn’t involve heights. Or snakes. Or anything else that would test the limits of my luck.
Madix
If it was possible to feel someone thinking, then that’s what I felt throughout the drive to the property I was taking us to.
After I’d driven with my fingers clenched tightly around the wheel for a while, I gave in and reached over to take her hand. It had amazed me when I kissed her at how well she fit in my hands – in fact, I was pretty damn shocked by how well we fit together as a whole – and I appreciated it all over again when our hands fit together perfectly.