Madison’s POV
His kiss sears me straight to my bones. It’s like a personal firework show going off behind my closed eyelids.
Our tongues clash, dancing together in a volley of dominance that he quickly wins. I can do little more than sink against him, melting in his arms as the fire in my veins soothes under his touch.
He lifts me as if I weigh nothing, my fleshy thighs molding into his huge hands. My legs twine around his waist before he lowers himself to kneel and sets me on the edge of the bed.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” His deep voice practically groans.
If he weren’t between my thighs, I’d be clenching them to abate the ache. I’m half out of my mind with want.
“Please,” I beg him. “Touch me.”
His lips tilt in a pleased smirk. “This will be the one and only time you
