“Can you and Simon stop over?” Maddie asked as she brought her vehicle to a halt.
“Are you kidding? We’ll be there as soon as we get home. We need to catch up. Later, girlfriend.”
“Later,” Maddie agreed, disconnecting the call and cutting the engine.
Sam’s Bugatti was parked in the driveway, so Maddie knew he was home. Her heart leaped in anticipation, impatient to see his handsome face, bask in the warmth of his presence.
As she stepped out of the SUV, she marveled at how much her life had changed in such a short period of time. Before, she had dreaded going home to her empty house, her vacant personal life. Now, she couldn’t get home fast enough, couldn’t be with Sam quickly enough to satisfy her need to see him.
I’m not alone anymore.
Maddie knew her life was finally complete.
Bounding up the marbled steps, she unlocked and opened the door, feeling like she was finally home.
Chapter 15
Maddie stepped into the shower with a delighted sigh, letting the decadent jets massage her body everywhere. She was tempted to linger, but her need to see Sam was greater than the pleasure of feeling the hot water relaxing her body. The temptation to go to the kitchen first had been almost irresistible. She could smell something delicious cooking, and she knew he was there. But she hadn’t showered at the hospital and needed to remove the stench and germs she accumulated during her long workday before she saw him, so she’d tiptoed through the house to the bathroom.
Quickly washing her unruly hair, she had just starting spreading shower gel over her entire body when she felt the hard, unyielding presence of Sam’s body pressing against her back. He turned her, letting her back rest against the wall and two muscular arms caged her in, his palms resting against the wall of the enclosure on both sides of her.
Glancing up at him, Maddie’s whole body started to quake as her gaze roamed over his fierce expression, his eyes so intense and covetous that her body nearly melted into puddle of liquid heat at his feet.
He was so big, so hot and so hers.
“I love you, Maddie. I love you so much that sometimes I can hardly breathe.” His hoarse voice was raw and emotional, raspy and rough. “I should have said those words years ago. I don’t know why I didn’t. God knows you deserve better, but you have all of me, every possession I own and everything that I am. I don’t know if that’s good or bad…but it’s the truth. I don’t exist without you.”
Maddie swallowed hard, her eyes riveted to his. This was Sam, unrefined and unpolished, the core of the man she loved. And he had never been so scorching hot as he was at this very moment, his entire being bared to her.
Tears flowed from Maddie’s eyes, mingling with the water from the shower. She lifted a hand and ran her palm over his cheek. “I love you, too. I always have. I never forgot you and I don’t think there was a day that I didn’t think of you,” she admitted honestly.
Hearing Sam say that he loved her nearly made her come undone. Yes, she knew he loved her, but hearing his primitive declaration had her heart fluttering in an unsteady pulse and her breath coming in and out of her lips in ragged puffs.
“I love you, Sunshine. I love you. I swear I’ll make up for every time I didn’t tell you by telling you so much that you’ll get sick of hearing it,” he whispered in a husky voice next to her ear as he lowered his head to nip at her ear lobe.
Not possible. Maddie knew she could never get tired of hearing Sam tell her how much he loved her. She couldn’t regret the fact that she had never had those particular words said to her before, because Sam had been the first to say them, and it was almost surreal.
His mouth covered hers, stealing her breath, mastering her lips, thrusting his tongue between her teeth. Sam’s effect on Maddie was to take every bit of rational thought she may have had right from her head.
Steam rose all around them, and pulsating jets of water assaulted their bodies, but Maddie felt nothing but Sam and his relentless assault on her senses. As he plundered her mouth, her arms snaked around his neck, trying to bring him closer. Every emotion she had ever hidden was laid bare as his hands came to hold her head in place for his desperate embrace. Fisting her hands into his wet hair, a strangled sob escaped her lips, vibrating against his mouth.
He pulled back, pulling his lips from hers. “Maddie. What is it? What have I done?” Sam’s voice was worried.
“Nothing,” she sobbed. “I’m just so very happy. I need you so much.”
Resting one arm beside her head and tipping her chin up with the other hand, his eyes clashed with hers, leaving his emotions open to her.
Desire.
Need.
Love.
His expression showed all of that and more.
“I want you to love me and need me, Sunshine. If you didn’t I don’t know what I’d do. I’d probably f**king lose it. Need me, Maddie. Please.”
His hands moved between them and cupped her br**sts, weighing them in his palms, his thumbs flicking her ni**les into hard pebbles.
Maddie moaned, her pu**y flooding with furious heat, desire to have Sam inside her burning her up. “Sam. Please.”
“I interrupted your shower. Now I’ll finish it and then I’ll finish you,” he told her wickedly, filling his hands with gel and moving them both slightly away from the jets so he could stroke the slippery fluid over her skin. His fingers danced and stroked, massaged and teased, gliding over her br**sts and circling her ni**les until she arched into his palms, begging for more.
He kept her back against the wall and she slapped her palms against it, trying to stay on her feet as she felt his slick fingers slip between her thighs, teasing the saturated folds of her begging pu**y.
“Yes. Please.” She whimpered as he run one finger up and down her folds, making her insane to feel him possess her.
“You’re so hot, Sunshine. I love those needy sounds you make for me. Only for me. I love the fact that I can make you come when no other man ever has. And no-one has, right?” he demanded.
“No. Never.” Shit. Maddie’s body was on fire, her need for Sam taking complete control. “Fuck me, Sam. Make me come. I need it. I need you.”
One hand played at her br**sts, moving from one to the other, torturing her with erotic pleasure. His other hand stroked her mound, his fingers slowly delving deeper and deeper into her folds.
“Touch me. Please,” Maddie begged, needing him to stop teasing her and stroke her harder, faster.
“I love you, Maddie. I love you,” he said harshly as his fingers drove deep, his index and middle finger sinking into her needy channel as his thumb massaged her clit.