I speed up to close the distance between us and her street.
She goes quiet for the next few moments and in the corner of my eye I can see her fidgeting in her seat.
Pulling into her driveway, I hit the brake a little hard and am climbing out as I turn off the ignition.
Maddie’s light laugh follows me as I slam the door behind me, but I don’t care how eager I’m coming off. I am eager. I need her.
Now.
“Come on,” I hold out my hand, opening and closing my fist in ahurrygesture.
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” she chuckles, putting her hand in mine.
“Not yet you’re not.” I tug her out of the car. “But you will be soon.”
My hand moves to her lower back and I press her forward, around the edge of the garage and towards her front door.
“Hey, Mads!” a male voice breaks the quiet night air, and my hackles rise. “Hey, Axel.” The greeting he gives me is less exuberant.
“Hi, Dean,” I can hear the smile in Maddie’s voice, and jealousy mixes with the lust coursing through my veins.
I spare Dean a brief head nod, but I’m not here for him. I’m here for my girl. And if I make her scream loud enough for her punk neighbor to hear… so be it.
Her steps slow, like she might try to stop and talk to this joker, but I increase the pressure on her back to keep her walking.
Maddie sighs and calls out a goodnight to Dean, before extracting her key from her bag and unlocking her front door.
The second the door clicks shut behind us, I move my hand down and grip one of Maddie’s ass cheeks. “Dress, and nothing else.”
She glances at me over her shoulder, looking like she might say something. But I’m not opening the floor for questions.
“Now.”
Chapter37
Maddie
My body is coveredwith shivers. The look in Axel’s eyes and the tone he’s using. He’s acting like he’s desperate for this. For me.
Kicking off my shoes I hurry down the hall.
“Couch,” Axel snaps out the command just before I turn into my bedroom.
I don’t bother questioning him, I just shed my hoodie onto the coffee table and stop before the couch.
Axel’s heavy footsteps are slowly catching up, so I take the half second of privacy to yank off my stretchy shorts and panties.
I can hear him behind me, but I don’t turn as I unclasp my bra through the soft material of my dress and pull the straps down my arms, then pull the whole thing off through the neckline.
“Nice trick,” Axel’s breath caresses my bare neck. “I’ll have to remember that.”
His body presses against mine and even though we’re both almost fully dressed, I can feel him everywhere.
“I want to kiss you,” my confession comes out as a whisper.
“I want to kiss you, too,” Axel replies, his hands gripping my waist and pulling me back against him. Not a millimeter of space left between us. “And I promise we’ll go nice and slow next time. But this time,” he inhales against my skin, “I can’t wait.”
“I can’t wait either.” Twisting in his grip, I turn to face him.