We were waiting to be debriefed after practice when his reply came through.
Maddox:Are you trying to lure me to a sex club, Miss Cooper?
Fuck, my thighs clenched at reading his use of my formal name, hearing the way he said it in my head.
How many sex clubs do you know of that are open at three in the afternoon?
Maddox:I wouldn’t put it past you to find one that is.
Guess you’ll just have to show up and find out,then. *Shrugging woman emoji*
His green eyes were blazing during his brief remarks to the press, and I shifted restlessly the entire time, trying to ease the ache his intense gaze stirred within me. This plan could totally backfire. Prancing around in lingerie was meant to get him to cave, but I knew if I let him put his hands on me, talk dirty in my ear, I would be the one begging instead of him.
Here goes nothing.
I had a plan. And it was a good plan, one I felt confident in until I heard Maddox’s voice through the intercom talking to the saleswoman as he stood on the street, unsure if he had the correct location.
My hands shook as I assessed my appearance in the floor-length mirror of the private dressing area at the back of the store. Even the glass of champagne offered to me upon arrival wasn’t enough to ease the nerves.
Maddox had seen me naked, more than once. But standing scantily clad in sexy lingerie, I knew I was poking the bear—teasing a man who’d made it clear he wanted me, not only for my body but for my soul.
What are you worried about? You’re trying to push him past the breaking point, remember?
Filling my lungs with a deep breath, I let it out slowly. What was the worst that could happen? He didn’t fall at my feet? The tension between us finally broke, and he acted on it? I was prepared for both scenarios.
“Bristol? Are you back here?” Maddox’s skeptical voice grew nearer.
Striking a seductive pose, crossing my heel-clad feet and leaning with one hand against the wall, I purred, “Back here, baby.”
The red curtain separating the dressing alcove from the shopping area was pushed aside, and Maddox appeared, but he froze when he saw me. His burning green gaze started at my feet; I could feel the heat of it traveling up my thighs, pausing where my pussy was barely concealed by lace before skimming over my heaving breasts and landing on my face.
I gave him what I hoped was a sexy smirk. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered, running a hand down his handsome face.
“Are you going to stand there all day or come inside? I have so many outfits to try on and need a man’s opinion.” I spun around, letting him see that the back of the one-piece I wore featured a thong.
His guttural groan was music to my ears, and I relished that small victory. Plucking two items off the rack inside the room set up for me, I returned to where he stood, now just inside the curtain, the erection tenting his pants making my belly flip. It was almost as if I could still feel his size, the power with which he yielded the appendage between his thighs. Fuck, if I didn’t want anything more than to experience it again.
Raising the hangers holding scraps of fabric that passed for lingerie in my hands, I asked, “What do you think? Red or black?” I bit my lip. “Maybe both? They are Speed colors, after all.”
A strangled noise rose from his throat as he reached for me, but I shimmied away, shaking my head. “Not so fast, big guy.” I nodded to the velvet upholstered couch in the center of the room. “Sit.”
Like a good boy, he fell into the seat, no doubt conditioned from an early age to follow orders. I bit back a smile at how eager he was to please.
Sauntering to the area designated for changing, I delighted in sound of his heavy breathing. I hadn’t felt this confident in forever, but I was slowly coming back to myself. I wasn’t sure if the space from Nix spurred thetransformation or if it was the man behind me. Either way, I was glad to be back.
Reaching the curtain meant for privacy, I tossed the hangers on the settee inside before spinning around to face Maddox. Gripping a fistful of the fabric in each hand, I leaned forward enough that my breasts threatened to spill out. His hungry gaze, combined with the white-knuckle grip on the cushions near his thighs, told me he was barely holding on.
I’d spent a little time before his arrival with the saleswoman, choosing items to try on. If he was this close to breaking already, I knew just the piece to send him over the edge.
“No peeking,” I teased in a sultry voice before pulling the curtains together and obscuring me from his view.
The room was bursting with nearly everything in the store. Lucy was incredibly talented but kept this part of her career secret. I could only imagine why. She lived a high-profile life and wanted to protect the image of her family. But I could respect her need to dive into this area of fashion. Who didn’t love to be naughty every once in a while?
Peeling the one-piece from my body, I reached for the one I knew would drive Maddox wild. Men loved the idea of lingerie, sure, but the end game was getting women naked. This next item featured easy access, so you didn’t need to remove the garment to have a good time.
Once I was certain I had all the straps in the right place and did a quick check in the mirror, messing up my hair to give the appearance of being freshly fucked. Then I took a deep breath, ready to face the man waiting for me.
