“Did I hurt you?” he demanded.
Maddy sensed his struggle to leash his hunger, knowing it was taking all his willpower not to pound into her.
His fierce desire was as thrilling as the obvious concern in his voice.
He wanted her. He really, truly wanted her.
“I’m fine,” she assured him, her hands running over the bunched muscles of his shoulders. “Don’t stop.”
He gave a choked laugh, his brow damp with perspiration. “It’s no longer a choice, Maddy. You have become a necessity.”
She trembled at the husky edge of need in his voice, her hands tentatively exploring the wide expanse of his chest. She’d never realized there could be so much pleasure in touching. The warm, satin skin. The ripple of muscles. The rapid beat of his heart that revealed his out of control emotions. Growing bolder, she explored downward, finding the washboard abs. She could spend the rest of the night stroking her hands over his sculpted form.
Luc, however, had other ideas.
With a muttered curse, he grasped her hands, pinning them over her head. Her eyes widened, her heart missing a beat at the savage need that smoldered in his eyes.
“Don’t move,” he growled, his voice barely recognizable. “I’m hanging on by a thread, sweetheart.”
Maddy savored the exquisite moment. This was what she’d craved. The feel of him buried deep inside her, the intoxicating knowledge she’d driven him to the edge of reason. It all combined to stir her excitement to a fever pitch.
With obvious care, Luc withdrew until just the tip remained inside her, then as her hips lifted to maintain the contact, he was surging forward.
She shuddered at the erotic slide of his c**k inside her, his breath searing over her face as he pressed his forehead to hers.
“Luc…” she moaned, instinctively wrapping her legs around his hips. “It feels so good.”
“Shit, Maddy,” he groaned, sinking even deeper. “You’re killing me.”
Maddy wasn’t sure what he meant, but at the moment it didn’t matter. That delectable, addictive pleasure was beginning to build as he thrust into her with a ruthless rhythm.
“I don’t know what to do,” she rasped, needing to give him the same bliss that was jolting through her.
“Just let me please you,”
“You do,” she whimpered, her body bowing beneath him. Her heart felt as if it was going to beat out of her chest, her nails digging into his fingers that were wrapped around her wrists. “You’re the only one who could ever please me.”
“You shouldn’t tell a man that,” he muttered, burying his face in the curve of her neck as his hands lowered to cup her ass, angling her for even deeper penetration. “Especially not one with my ego.”
Her toes curled as shockwaves of pleasure rushed through her. “You know how I feel,” she recklessly groaned. “It’s always been you.”
A dark, possessive satisfaction blazed in his eyes. “You’re mine.”
She smiled. She was.
It might be politically incorrect. It might even be foolish.
But she understood she belonged to this man on a primitive level.
“Always,” she breathed, the word a solemn promise.
Luc groaned, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass. “God, you feel perfect, Maddy. So tight around my cock…” He lowered his head to tongue the tip of her breast. “Come for me.”
“Luc.” She arched upward, her breath wrenched from her lungs as he reached between them to tease her swollen clit.
“Come for me, sweetheart,” he rasped. “I’m not going to last.”
She cried out as her orgasm swelled to a near painful peak, before it exploded through her with the force of a nuclear bomb.
Good lord.
“Yes,” he hissed, plunging swiftly in and out of her body.
His lips found hers as he grabbed her hips, giving one last thrust before he went rigid against her, his groan of completion rumbling from the depths of his chest.
Remaining lodged inside her, Luc spread tiny kisses over her face, his tenderness bringing tears of joy to her eyes.
She’d fantasized about this moment since she’d first caught sight of Luc walking down the halls of the local high school.
She’d been a lowly freshman and he’d been ‘Mr. Popular.’ Even worse, he was the son of Vigo Angeli, owner of two high-end casinos. It was rumored he was worth millions, while Maddy was the daughter of a barmaid who rarely remembered she had a child who shared her cheap trailer on the edge of town.
It’d seemed an impossible dream. But now…
“I love you, Luc,” she murmured, her heart overflowing with happiness.
Instantly he stiffened, his breath hissing between his clenched teeth, as if she’d struck him instead of confessing her love. Then, before she knew what was happening, he was pulling out of her and shoving himself off the bed, his expression hard as he reached to grab his jeans off the floor.
“Don’t make this into something it’s not, Maddy,” he warned, his voice painfully harsh.
Suddenly chilled to the bone, Maddy reached for the sheet, covering her naked body. “Luc, what’s wrong?”
“Everything.” He dressed with an efficient swiftness. “This should never have happened.”
Shivering with a sense of baffled betrayal, she watched as Luc moved toward the door. “You’re leaving?”
He paused, turning to regard her with an expression that was impossible to read. “Do yourself a favor, Maddy. Save your love for some man who actually deserves it.”
***
The sound of her alarm thankfully jerked Madison out of the nightmare.
Shit.
Throwing back the covers, she climbed out of bed and headed into the attached bathroom.
There was no mystery why she’d been plagued by that particular dream.
The day after her disastrous eighteenth birthday she’d left Vegas and traveled to New York to follow her dream of becoming a model. For once in her life, good luck had smiled on her, landing her a spot as the spokeswoman for a new brand of tequila. Her career had taken off with record speed, and thanks to the grinding poverty of her childhood, she’d had enough sense to demand a part of her salary be paid in company stocks. By the time she’d reached the age of twenty-four she’d made a small fortune, which she’d used to open her own modeling agency.
Now she was not only rich, but she owned a thriving business that gave her a power she’d never imagined possible when she was a young girl just trying to survive.