She nods, seemingly satisfied.
“I’ve seen all I need to see here.” I start to leave the room.
“Will you show me your old bedroom?”
Startled, I turn around. “It’s—I’m sure it isn’t at all like it was when I lived here. They probably turned it into a home gym or some shit like that.”
“Well, I can at least see the view you saw when you were a kid.”
My heart softens. “Yeah, sure, I’ll show you my old room.”
I take her hand and lead her down the hallway. My old bedroom door is open, revealing a quaint guest room. This is more to my mother’s standards, with a perfectly straight bedspread and shams, the nightstands on either side of the bed carefully dusted, the lamps centered exactly.
The curtains on the window are a light blue, matching the bedspread. I open my old dresser. The top drawers are completely empty, but I’m surprised to find some of my old baseball cards in the bottom drawer.
“Of course you collected baseball cards.” Madison’s voice is laced with amusement.
“It is America’s favorite pastime, after all.”
“Not mine.” She gives me a bratty look.
“Are you baiting me, little girl?”
She grins.
3
MADISON
I smile at his disapproving scowl. “I mean, I did offer to distract you…”
It’s been such an emotionally heavy errand, searching his parents’ house for clues as to who took them. Not only that, but I can tell he has mixed feelings about Nick and Sonia Colton. Kyle did, too. They weren’t exactly loving caregivers.
I’m here to support him, to give him whatever he needs while he deals with this.
With that sinful kiss against my car, he started things in the driveway. Now I’ll see if he wants to finish them.
“You did offer to distract me, didn’t you?” His hazel eyes darken as he looks me up and down. “Take off your clothes.”
Keeping my eyes on him, I take off my t-shirt and bra, then my jeans, underwear, and socks. I already kicked off my shoes when we entered the house. I stand before Seth, completely naked. The house is a little chilly, and goosebumps spring up on my skin.
His gaze devours me. “Lie back on the bed and touch yourself. I want to see your fingers fucking glistening while they go in and out of your wet cunt.”
I feel self-conscious, but I hurry to obey. I wasn’t planning on any of this when I drove out here to meet him this morning. I just wanted to be here for him, in whatever way he needs.
I guess this is what he needs. Well, no complaints here.
I lie back, ass at the edge of the bed, legs hanging over so my toes brush against the rug. Although he told me to touch my pussy, I start with my breasts, kneading them and plucking gently at my nipples. Seth looms over me, looking down, still with that expression of stern disapproval. A visible bulge appears at the front of his slacks. He slowly removes his suit jacket and tosses it to the other side of the bed.
He’s so hot. And he likes what he sees, which gives me more courage to trace a line down my stomach, over my mound, and to my throbbing clit.
The first brush of my fingertip sends stars in front of my eyes. Seth’s breathing, and mine, are loud in the quiet room.
“Do that again,” he says, his voice so low it could be a growl.
I touch my clit once more, circling my fingertip over the swollen nub.
“Indecent little girl.” He stares down at me with fire in his eyes. “Now, penetrate yourself. Put a finger in as far as you can go.”
