Chapters (49)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Books By Natasha Madison
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Epilogue One
- Epilogue Two
- ONLY ONE KISS SNEAK PEEK
- Books By Natasha Madison
- Acknowledgments
“I don’t know what I did,” I start to say, and I kiss him, “to deserve you.” I peel his shirt from him. His hand slides under my shirt, and he cups my breast and kisses me again. He pulls my shirt over my head. “I love you,” I say and then kiss him again.
He flips us around, and I’m on my back now in the middle of his room, and he moves my pants down and slowly kisses my leg all the way up my leg and he gets up. “I have to get a condom.” I stop him from walking.
“I have an IUD,” I say. “And in the shower, you didn’t use one.”
He covers me now with his body, and I push his shorts down. “Put me in you,” he says. I grab his cock with my hand and place him at my entrance, and he slides into me. Our mouths find each other, and we swallow our moans as he makes love to me. Slow, ever so fucking slow. Until we both let go, and his name is on my lips. He falls down on me, and I hold him close. My arms and legs hold on to him. He rolls off me, and I get up off the floor. Going to the bathroom, I clean up, and when I get into bed, I look over at him.
“Is that where you went this morning?” I ask, and he turns to me.
“Yes,” he says, and I look up at him. “He came to me yesterday when I went to get my wallet.”
“That’s why you acted weird all last night?” I ask, and he nods.
“I thought …” I start to say.
“You thought I was breaking up with you?” he says, and I roll my eyes.
“What was I supposed to think? You were distant yesterday, and then today, you didn’t even kiss me goodbye.” I pretend that it doesn’t bother me, but all day long, I was on pins and needles.
“I was afraid that if I said anything, I would tell you, and then you would stop me.”
“Did you go by yourself?” I ask. I want to know it all. “Please tell me everything.”
“No. Matthew got there yesterday when Andrew was there, and if he tried anything, Matthew would have been another one arrested.”
“Oh my God,” I say. “Did he come with you today?”
“Everyone was there,” he says. “The men, at least.”
“Oh my God,” I say, putting my hand in my face feeling embarrassed.
“We got there, and I was a nervous wreck. I thought he wasn’t going to show. I think deep down I hoped he’d wake up and realize what he was doing, but he walked in there and had no care in the world.”
“He’s a horrible person.”