Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 5

Harper

For a few seconds, Maddox just stared at me with no smirk or teasing comeback. His silence made me hold my breath.

“No.” His voice was firm.

I blinked in shock, that not being the response I expected from him, but just as I let go of his arm so I could retreat, he grabbed onto my wrist with his eyes dragging over me slowly.

Then, he spun me around and his mouth was right against my ear before I could catch my breath.

“I’m not fucking you here,” he growled, his voice low. “I’m taking you back to my place where I can make you scream without nosy neighbors.”

My pulse shot through my body as I pressed my thighs together.

He pulled back just enough to show me his devilish smirk, then guided me to his car with his arm perfectly placed around my waist.

The moment we hit the road, he possessively placed his hand on my thigh, his thumb drawing slow circles all over my skin and I knew what he was doing. He was giving me a chance to push his hand away and stop this, but I wanted it, all of it.

I rested my back against my seat, letting him know just how comfortable I was.

His phone began to ring but he didn’t pick up. Instead, he slipped his fingers a little higher on my thigh slit while he had his eyes on the road.

I turned to face the window and closed my eyes, slightly parting my legs for him and he slipped his hand towards my inner thigh, paused, then gripped so tightly that my breath hitched.

I didn’t have to look at him to know just how much he couldn’t wait to get to his place. It was in his heavy breathing and that fucking grip on my thigh.

As much as I wanted the silence, his phone just wouldn’t stop ringing and I made the assumption that he wouldn’t pick up any calls, but that was until he received another call and stopped touching me so he could pick up. He put it on speaker, then placed his hand on my inner thigh again.

“Uncle…”

“Where are you?” he asked from the other end of the line. “Your father and Tiffany have been calling you.”

With his middle finger, Maddox teased my clit covered by the fabric of my underwear as he said, “I know. I was watching the screen.”

I pressed my lips together so I wouldn’t moan too loudly.

His uncle chuckled. “Your father was right when he said you’d pick up my call.”

Teasing the hem of my underwear like he was about to slide it to the side so he could expose my clit, he said, “Is my dad with you?”

“No. Why?”

“Tell him you couldn’t reach me. I’m busy tonight.”

“Nope, not tonight. Work can wait. It’s still your sister’s wedding day.”

“Goodnight, Uncle Sebastian.”

Now alone, I set my purse on the table and headed to the massive bathroom to not only wash my face and get rid of the smudged makeup, but also to use the cold water to calm down. For someone who wanted nothing to do with Tiffany’s brother before, fucking him at that moment was all I could think about.

I got a few pumps of his facial cleanser and the first rinse wasn’t enough, so I went for another one, the running water so loud that it blocked out every other sound.

A few seconds after I bent over to splash more water onto my face, my breath hitched when a pair of hands grabbed my waist from behind me. The cold water was a temporary fix because when Maddox finally touched me, that only made me crave him more so I could forget.

I stood upright and wanted to turn so I could face him, but he didn’t let me. He gently wrapped his hand around the front part of my neck, meeting my gaze in the mirror.

I even spotted his shirt already unbuttoned to expose his sculpted muscles.

He slipped his other hand into my hair and tilted my head just enough to make me gasp, then leaned in to bring his face closer until his lips were right against my ear.

“Want me to be gentle?” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.

“Not even a little,” I said, feeling his hard cock rub against my ass.

“Good, because I don’t do gentle.” His lustful gaze turned dark in the mirror.

When he turned me toward him so we could be face to face, his lips didn’t immediately meet mine. They hovered torturously close until my breath hitched in frustration. I trembled, but it wasn’t in fear, it was pure heated anticipation. My heart even pounded in places it shouldn’t have. I felt it in my throat, stomach and right between my legs.

He smirked, then finally kissed me hard and deep with his fingertips on my chin to keep my head up and show me who was in control.

Then, he pulled away just for a moment but still kept his lips real close as he whispered, “Let’s see how well you forget him now.”