I release my hold of her and walk deeper into her house, her bare feet padding across the floor behind me.
“Seriously, Axel. It was nothing!”
I glance into the office, then the empty bathroom, and keep walking. Looking in her bedroom, out the back door, around the living room.
“Maddie, what-” then I hear it. A muted rattling sound.
“Oh… um…” Maddie’s cheeks are bright red.
She’s hiding something.
My eyes dart around the room. There’s no one else here. And I know Maddie. She wouldn’t cheat on me. So what is it?
I listen again and my gaze lands on the refrigerator.
In three long strides I’m there.
I hear Maddie groan as I bend to pull open the freezer drawer at the bottom of her fridge.
And then I stare. “The fuck?”
My eyes know what they’re seeing, but my mind is a little slow on the play.
Reaching out, I pick up the frosty, bouncing vibrator.
Slowly, so slowly, I straighten and turn towards Maddie.
She’s still standing on the other side of the room, both hands covering her face.
“Maddison Faye Richards, why is your vibrator in the freezer?”
Her fingers part just enough to peek out at me. “It’s a long story.”
The small piece of silicone continues to buzz in my palm, the sensation rolling up my arm, down my spine, and straight to my dick.
“Do you use this, Maddie?” I stalk towards her. “Do you rub this against that sweet little clit of yours?” I don’t stop until we’re almost touching. “Or do you put this up that tight little pussy?”
When she doesn’t answer, I raise the vibrator, until the tip brushes against her already pebbled nipple.
She whimpers, trying to step back, but I hook my arm around her waist, holding her still.
Chapter62
Maddie
The fabricof my tank top is thin, doing nothing to block the cold of the vibrator from seeping into my sensitive skin.
“Axel,” I breathe out his name. Wanting less. Wanting more.
“Tell me,” his chest rumbles with the command. “Tell me what you do with this. Do you always use it cold?”
“W-what? No.” My entire body gives a shiver when he brushes the toy across my other nipple. “It was in the freezer to die.”
“Hmm,” Axel doesn’t sound like he’s listening. “Explain later. Turn around now.”
“Turn?” But he doesn’t need to explain because his hands are already on my shoulders, twisting me until I face the wall.
He tugs my shirt up and off.