Watch Me (Private Listing #1)

Her pussy tightens on my cock as she falls over the edge, taking me with her. Stars burst around the edges of my vision. I wrap her in my arms and hold her tight, knowing how close we got to losing her. How close they came to breaking her.

We stay still for a few minutes. I could stay like this forever. But when she shivers a little, I help her out of the tub and we dry ourselves off. She slips into the pajama pants without her ripped panties, then her bra and oversized t-shirt. I grab a pair of sweats and pull them on.

I take her hand as we go back into the bedroom, and I pull her down onto the bed. She scoots in close to me as I pick up my tablet and read my reports. After a few minutes, she’s asleep, snuggled up against me.

I brush her golden hair off her cheek, and peace settles in my chest. I don’t want this moment to end. That thought should disturb me. This isn’t anything more than convenient.

But Madison makes it different. She makes it feel real.

Chapter 22

Cooper

Cooper

When I get back from my workout, it’s a little after lunchtime and no one is in the main apartment. I head into my room and take a quick shower. When I come out of my room, I pause by Madison’s door, wondering if I should knock or just go in.

We turned off the security lock for now. None of us wants to be locked out of her room, though if she needs to, she can reengage the lock.

Fuck it. I open the door, and no one is in her living room or her bedroom. I even check the bathroom. A little pinch of fear goes through me. What if she left?

When I come out of her bedroom, her suite door opens. Madison stands there rumpled with some serious bed head.

“Take a nap, sweetheart?” My voice startles her. Her gaze bounces up to mine.

She smiles when she realizes it’s me. “Yeah, Blake was reading reports, and I fell asleep.”

Her cheeks flush with color. I’m sure that’s not all she did in Blake’s room. What all did he do with her? He has some pretty kinky shit in his room. I’m kind of sad I missed it.

“How are you feeling?”

“Still a little sore.” She touches her throat. Her voice is huskier than usual.

“Do you have plans for this afternoon?” I raise an eyebrow. I know exactly what I want to do, but I’ll let her choose.

She shakes her head with a shy smile and gestures toward her bedroom. “I need to freshen up, though. This place is rough on panties.”

I close in on her and run my hands down into the back of her pajama pants, finding only bare skin. She hisses a little at the touch.

“Did Blake spank you?” I lift an eyebrow.

She nods warily. I spin her around and press her hands to the door. “I want to see.”

“Go right ahead.” I can almost hear the eye roll in her words.

Not that it would stop me. I tug her pajama pants all the way down. Her ass cheeks are a little pink. I trace over the faint outline of Blake’s hand. “You like being spanked, sweetheart?”

“Yes.” Her head drops as my touch trails lower. She sucks in a breath.

I lower my voice. “How much have you been fucked this morning?”

I slip my finger inside her wet pussy. She stops breathing.

“Three times with Noah. Twice with Blake.”

“And yesterday with all of us.” I close in on her back as I pump my finger in and out of her sweet pussy. I reach around her hip to stroke her clit. “You getting sore here, sweetheart?”

She leans back against me and shakes her head.