Shit, I’d forgotten I had the prospect watching her. He probably feared not getting patched. The problem was I didn’t want anyone to know I was with Madeline. Not yet, anyway. I just wanted this to be about us. Not the club. Not my brothers. Hell, not even my past was invited on this little getaway.
Storm: Leave her be until I get home.
Track: You okay?
Storm: Yes
Track: K
With that interruption dealt with, I continued down the hallway and tapped on her door with my knuckles.
“Coming!” She called out. No shit, I sucked in a breath. I wanted nothing more than hercomingall over my dick.
The door opened. Madeline blindsided me in a floral printed sundress and her hair up in a messy bun. Her tan skin shimmered. I’d never seen anyone more devastatingly beautiful.
“Hi there,” she greeted with a dazzling smile. “I just…"
I cut her off with my mouth on hers, pushing her against the wall. Soft whimpers encouraged me. Her hand gripped my neck, and I went for it, lifting her up for a passionate kiss to steal our breath away.
And I didn’t do,passionate.
I did fast and furious fuckin’.
Kissing was too intimate. I never did it. Well, except one time I angry kissed Carla when she’d pushed hard for it on my thirtieth birthday. I called it quits with her afterward. If my brothers didn’t enjoy her oral talents, she’d been gone a long time ago.
“Storm…” Madeline moaned my name, fingernails lightly scratching the base of my neck. She stroked up and down softly, making my spine tingle. What the fuck was I doing with her? “I’m not this person… I’ve never done anything like this before. But you make me want to.”
Fuuuck. This woman had the power to destroy me with her honesty and tenderness.
I kissed the tip of her pink nose as I set her on her feet. She’d gotten a little too much sun and looked adorable. Christ,adorable, hadn’t been in my vocabulary before now. “Let’s go eat, dance, and get to know each other.”
The surprise on her face warmed my insides. She brushed her hands down the sides of my head, over my cheeks, to my neck as she considered me.Sonofabitch. Goose flesh appeared on my arms for the first time in my life.
God help me. I was putty in her hands.
“Dancing?” A soft smile appeared. At this moment, I’d do anything to keep it on her gorgeous face.
“Yeah, baby. Dancing.”
“Where’s your cut?”
“You get just me at the lake.”
She popped up on her tiptoes and cradled my face in her small hands, an earnest element in her baby blues. I gripped her hips and pulled her body flush with mine. “But I want to know all of you, Storm.”
“You will, Angel. Let’s go.”
What did I just agree to? Somebody lock my ass up in the psych ward.
Madeline didn’t push or balk. Damn, everything about this woman wasrefreshing.
In the resort’s parking lot, she fidgeted with the hem of her dress, staring at my bike. “I’m wearing a dress, though.”
The last thing I wanted during the snow-free months was to be in a cage. Minnesota winters were long and brutal. So being in my truck when I could ride my Harley was the last thing I wanted to do. But for her…
“And you look pretty in it too. Do you want to take your car?”
She chewed on her lower lip, eyeing the bike. She peered down at her dress and sandals. “No. Gimme a sec.” She pranced toward her car, popped the trunk, and dug around. The next thing she did was slip on a pair of black western boots and a flannel shirt.