A bottle of Cristal Rose sat chilling in a wine bucket.
It was decadent. Madden took a strawberry and lifted it to my lips. I darted out my tongue to taste the chocolate. It melted on my tongue.
“More,” I said. I opened wider and he slid half the berry into my mouth. When I bit down the sweet fruit exploded on my tongue. “Oh my god that’s so good,” I moaned.
“Is it wrong to be jealous of fruit?” he asked with a chuckle.
I leaned in and ran my tongue over his lips. “Never as good as you.”
It was my turn and I picked up a silver spoon and dipped it into the mousse. Madden opened his mouth and I slipped it between his lips.
“Delicious,” he murmured. “But not as delicious as you.”
He poured one flute of the Cristal and we both took a sip. Then we alternated bites until half of everything was gone and I was no longer hungry. When I went for one more bite of mousse, he stopped me.
“I have plans for that,” he said. A wicked gleam filled his eyes. I slid off his lap and he stood, then took my hand once more. Before we walked away, he grabbed the half full bowl of mousse.
He didn’t say anything, just led me back to the bedroom where he set the bowl down and untied my bathrobe. It fell to the floor and with a grin; he backed me up until I sat down on the edge of the bed.
I watched as he grabbed the bowl and knelt down in front of my knees. He dipped his finger into the mousse, then deliberately ran his gaze over my body.
“I think I’ll start...here.” He swiped the mousse over one nipple then leaned in and used his tongue to clean it off. It pebbled in his mouth and I bit back a groan. The sweet smell of chocolate drifted to my nose.
He did the same thing to the other side, then made a trail that he could follow with his mouth all the way down to my hip. By the time he lifted his head, my body trembled. I knew what he was thinking. Just the idea had my heart pounding.
I spread my knees without him asking and he made a sound of approval in the back of his throat. He used two fingers this time and gently smeared the mousse all over the outside of my opening.
It took him forever to lick up every drop and when he finished, I was panting with need. I slid to my feet and turned him around so that his back was to the bed. I took my time pushing his lounge pants to his feet and when I stood back up, his co**ck with thick and hard again.
With my own wicked grin, I swiped my finger through the mousse and rubbed it around the head. He groaned, a sound that abruptly choked off when I wrapped my lips around him and took my own sweet time finishing off the rest of the mousse.
“Enough,” he growled when I stood back, licking the last of the chocolate from my lips.
His grip was firm when he took my hand and led me into the adjoining bathroom. A huge walk in shower took up half the room and he reached in and turned the knobs. When the water began to steam, he led me inside and turned me so that my hands were pressed up against the tiled wall. Hot water ran down my back and his soap slickened hands followed the same path.
When I tried to turn around and return the favor, he backed me against the wall and crowded in front of me. I could feel his co**ck sliding along my lower stomach.
“Wrap your arms around my neck,” he said. The commanding tone of his voice sent delicious shivers down my spine. I did as he asked. “Hold on tight.”
He reached under my knees and lifted me up, keeping my back solidly against the wall. We fit together perfectly and all he had to do was push his hi**ps and his co**ck slid inside me. I groaned. The angle hit everything.
There was no going slow this time. Madden pounded into me in hard deliberate strokes and I clung to him, unable to do anything else. He filled me so completely that I knew we were made for this. To be together.
My cli**max rushed through my already overly sensitized body and I could do nothing but hold on. Madden sped up, thrusting harder and faster until he froze, his body pinning me against the shower wall.
Once again I felt him pulsing inside me and emotion clogged my throat. There was nothing between us now, nothing stopping us from being together and happy. The past had been laid bare and the future was there waiting for us to grab it.
He loved me and I loved him and nothing was ever going to change that.
Chapter Six
Madden was staring at his phone when I woke.
Visions of mornings past filled me and dread pooled in my stomach. I didn’t dare move or breathe. Not after what we did last night. Not after how I felt this morning.
I must have made a noise because Madden looked over at me. Call me a coward because I couldn’t look in his eyes. He shifted, then his arm slipped under my shoulders and he turned me until I lay against his chest.
“Looks like we’re back in the news,” he said, turning the phone toward me and pushing a button. I watched his apology and proposal play out in front of me. When it was done, a smiling news anchor came on the screen.