His arms fold across his chest as he steps forward, closing some of the distance between us. “Oh, I’m sorry. Would you rather be here with your boyfriend Lucas?”
“Oh my God! We went ononedate. He’s not my boyfriend.”
His jaw tightens. “Didn’t look that way to me.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask, my brows drawing together.
“I saw you, Annalise!” There’s a flame beneath his deep brown eyes. “I saw you kissing him.”
Guilt pierces through me, making me regret the kiss more than I already do. The look on his face crushes me. The last time I saw him this broken was when I left him four years ago.
“Are you purposely trying to hurt me?” he asks, his voice cracking. “Are you trying to get back at me for something I didn’t even do?”
I take a shaky breath, hands trembling at my side. “No, I-I don’t know why I kissed him,” I say. The words tumble out, frantic and tangled. “I’ve been so damn confused.”
A bitter laugh escapes him as he throws his hands into the air. “Oh, you’ve been confused? How the hell do you think I feel, Annalise?” he yells. “You tell me you hate me, but your actions say otherwise. I never know where I stand with you!” His chest rises and falls rapidly as he stares at me, eyes blazing. “If you want to be with Lucas, then be with him. Stop playing with my emotions. Stop giving me all these damn mixed signals!”
I shake my head, stepping forward instinctively. “I don’t want to be with him! I don’t have feelings for him.”
“Then whatdoyou want?” he says, his eyes searching mine.
“I don’t know!” I shout, voice breaking.
“You drive me fucking crazy, Monroe.”
He yanks me close to him, crashing his lips onto mine, giving me my answer.
What I want ishim.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
maddox
Finally.After four long years of waiting and wondering when I would get to kiss Annalise again, it’s finally happening. She crashes through the walls I had built around my heart, completely demolishing them.
Releasing all the feelings I’ve kept buried deep within me awakens every cell in my body, bringing me back to life. I don’t know how I ever managed to survive without her.
The kiss is soft at first but becomes hungrier and more desperate, like all the years we lost are crashing into this one perfect moment. I expected her to pull away from me, but she’s kissing me back with the same urgency, showing me she’s been craving this as much as I have.
Deepening the kiss, I pin her against the cold metal wall of the elevator, tangling my hand in her hair and devouring those luscious lips.
Shivers of desire race through me hearing her soft whimpers as my tongue explores her mouth. I hook my hands underneath her thick thighs and press my erection against her panties.
“Maddox!” she moans, wrapping her legs around me tightly as I roll my hips against her.
Seconds later, our shirts are unbuttoned and my lips are on her neck while my hands graze her bare skin. She inhales sharply when my fingertips reach the base of her bra. Climbing my hand further, I groan in satisfaction at finding a metal barbell pierced through her nipple.
“When did you get this done?” I ask as I roll her hard nipples between my fingers.
“Last year,” she answers breathlessly. “Do you want to see them?” She looks up at me through her thick lashes.
I nod, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth.
With her eyes locked on mine, she pulls down her bra, exposing herself to me.
My cock strains against my slacks at the sight of her perky breasts and pierced nipples on display. “You’re so fucking sexy. I can’t get enough of you.” I lower my head and take her nipple into my mouth. She cries out, grabbing onto my hair as I switch back and forth.
Reclaiming her lips, I move my hand between her legs and groan in satisfaction when I feel her arousal. “You’re fucking soaking for me, Monroe.”
