At least it felt that way.
I dipped my mouth down to her left breast and rolled my tongue over her tight, knotted nipple.
My teeth grazed against her and she groaned.
I pulled away and Madison touched my jaw.
“Mav,” she whispered. “I don’t think I can be yours…”
“Too late, sweetie,” I said. “Too fucking late.”
Madison’s jaw quivered.
I kissed her slowly. Deeply.
I kissed her with passion.
Madison clawed at my jaw and broke the kiss.
“You’re only here because you’re jealous,” she whispered.
“I’m jealous? Of what?”
“You thought I was with someone else.”
“That’s what you thought about me,” I said.
“No. I just made sure you knew you could do whatever you wanted.”
“I don’t need permission, Madison.”
“But you took it,” she said.
“I didn’t take a thing. Except a private flight back here to be with you.”
I started to lower myself to her body and she tightened her legs to stop me.
“Why did you do that, Mav?”
“What?”
“Why did you fly back here? Really. Don’t say something sweet and cute. I’m already naked. We’re going to fuck. You don’t need to say anything that isn’t real.”
“What about me isn’t real?” I asked. “And you just said it. We’re naked, sweetie. I have your taste on my tongue. My cock is begging to feel you. Why are we talking right now?”
“I just need to know…”
My right hand touched her cheek.
“What do you need to know, sweetie? I couldn’t get you out of my mind, okay? I knew tonight meant a lot to you. How nervous you were. I play a lot of games during the season. A bad one or two isn’t going to matter to me. I get paid no matter what.”
“Tell me the truth, Mav,” Madison said. “Not the sweet stuff.”
She was challenging me.
My cock stood tall, pulsing, close enough to her body that I felt her heat waiting for me.
And she wanted to talk…