“Fine, you win.” I fake groan at her ability to get what she wants with her delicious mouth. “Your pick.”
She smiles proudly, and I pummel her into the couch until I can spank her ass.
“That’s not fair,” she whines at my ability to pin her down with little effort.
“Get over it,” I tease, then press a kiss to the tip of her nose.
“Goddamn Hulk.”
I chuckle when she pushes me away so she can sit up and grab the remote.
“Do you realize around this time four years ago is when we first met?” Maddie says as she snuggles into me.
“Really? Four years, huh?”
“Yep. Pushed me away then, but now you can’t get enough of me,” she gloats, smirking.
“Shut up and watch the movie, smartass.” I flash her a wink as she chuckles, knowing damn well it’s taken a lot of restraint to stay away as long as I did.
Halfway through The Vow, I can’t keep my eyes open. Not because I’m tired, but because I’m bored as hell. Maddie’s glued to it, so I can’t even distract her with my tongue or fingers.
“No getting handsy during the movie.” She swats my hand away.
“C’mon…just third base. Take off your panties,” I tease, waggling my brows.
“You can sit through one movie with me!” She scowls.
“Fine,” I grit between my teeth. Sitting back, I take her hand, weaving our fingers together. After a few minutes, the movie goes from boring to super snoozeville, so I take our locked hands and rub it over my groin. A moment later, I’m rock hard, and considering she hasn’t moved away yet, I keep going.
“You’re only setting yourself up for disappointment,” she says, her gaze staying locked on the screen.
“I don’t need your full attention for your hand to do the work…”
Maddie’s trying so hard to keep her eyes off me and on the movie, but I know she’s just as eager to touch me as I am.
“You know I’m just imagining Channing Tatum as you rub yourself.”
Within two seconds, I have Maddie underneath me and her squealing in surprise. “Excuse me? Wanna say that again and see what happens?”
She wraps her legs around my waist as I kiss her neck, and am so ready to fucking explode, I’m tempted to pull her panties off right now.
But then the doorbell rings.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” I hiss, my face buried in her hair.
“It’s probably a solicitor.”
“Good point.” I slide my hand up and cup her breast. “Mmm…why are your tits so perfect? I want to come all over them.”
Maddie grinds faster against me. “Let’s do reverse cowgirl. I’ve always wanted to try that.”
“Fuuuuck.” This woman is pure perfection. And not just because she wants sex as much as me but also because we equally can’t get enough of each other—something I’ve never felt before. I’d even watch boring romance movies with her for hours if it meant getting to be with her. We could be doing nothing at all, and it’d still be the best time I’ve ever had.
The bell goes off again.
“I’m gonna kill a motherfucker.” I groan, leaning back and adjusting my dick.
“Tell them to go away and then come back here. I wanna ride you before Soph gets back.”
I groan again.
Once I’ve fixed my jeans and smoothed down my shirt, I walk to the front door and open it.
I’ve dealt with some crap in my life, a lot of fugitive bastards too, but this next-level bullshit is something I hadn’t seen coming. Victoria already tilted my world, but this—she just fucking flipped it upside down and shook it like a snowglobe.
“Dad.” I swallow the lump in my throat. “Victoria.” I step forward to give my dad a side hug. “What are you two doing here?”
“Sweetheart…” Victoria moves closer and kisses my cheek, wearing the fakest smile on her face. “We came to surprise you!”
“I see that…” I try to keep my expression light. “Come in.”
My dad walks into the entryway, and I take Victoria’s elbow, pulling her to me. “What the fuck are you doing here with him?” I whisper-hiss in her ear. “Keep him out of this.” How the hell did she even find him?
“Liam,” my dad says, grabbing my attention as I follow him into the living room. Maddie’s about to get blindsided as fuck, and I only hope she’ll forgive me for this when I get the chance to explain. “Why didn’t you let me know you got married?” He looks hurt, and I don’t blame him. We aren’t super close, but getting hitched is something I would’ve told him, especially since I stopped in to visit a few weeks ago.
“It was an unexpected event, Dad.” I narrow my gaze at Victoria when he looks around the room. “I thought I was coming to you, honey. Why didn’t you give me a heads-up?”