Q's friend in his pants came to life and begged to be released. Madison's hands gripped his shirt.
He might as well have been drowning. Drowning in the best champagne he'd ever tasted. What a way to die if that was going to happen.
She'd learned some tricks in the years since he'd last made love to her. Too bad his heart was the same. He still loved Madison and this might kill him, he was not going to walk away from this chance.
For one night, no one else existed.
For one night no one else mattered. For one night, she was his.
Charlie can kiss his ass because he let her go.
He released her lips, but only because he needed to breath. She didn't loosen her grip on him. Her eyes were dark with passion.
For him.
Madison wanted him. She'd said it. Out loud, knowing the consequences.
How many women had h……
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