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Chapter 41
Madison
The cab rolled to a stop in front of the towering glass building. I glanced at my phone – 8:02 PM. Alexander had texted earlier about sending his car, but I must have missed his message between visiting Mom and rushing home to change.
I handed cash to the driver, stepped out into the cool evening air, and smoothed down my jeans. After a day in that designer dress, the soft cotton t–shirt felt like coming home. Though knowing Mr. Knight, these comfortable clothes wouldn’t stay on long.
Heat crept up my neck at the thought. Focus, Madison.
The doorman nodded as I entered the marble lobby, my sneakers squeaking against the polished floor.
I shifted my weight from one foot to the other as I stood before his penthouse door. My finger hovered over the doorbell, and my heart thumped against my ribs. The hallway felt too quiet, too exposed.
The chime echoed inside, and I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. My T–shirt suddenly felt too casual, my jeans too plain. But he’d seen me in less. Much less.
The door swung open. Alexander filled the frame, dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms. His blue eyes raked over me, lingering on the way my shirt hugged my
curves.
“Well.” His lips curved into that dangerous smile. “Quite different from this morning’s attire.”
“I wanted to be comfortable after-”
“Come here.” He grabbed my wrist, yanking me inside. The door clicked shut behind me as he pressed me against it. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting?”
His cologne wrapped around me, making my head spin. “I told you I had to see my mother-”
“Too long.” His hand slid under my shirt, fingertips skimming my stomach. “Far too long.”
“Mr. Knight…”
“You wore jeans.” He nipped at my neck, making me gasp. “Do you know how much I love peeling you out of tight denim?”
His hands roamed over my body, teasing at the hem of my shirt before sliding under it. The warmth of his touch made me shiver.
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“I didn’t think you’d mind,” I whispered.
“Oh, I don’t mind at all,” he murmured against my skin. “In fact, it makes it all the more satisfying when I finally get to see that perfect ass of yours.”
He kissed a path up my neck to my lips, capturing them in a heated kiss that left me breathless. His tongue teased mine, his taste intoxicating.
As we kissed, his hands found their way to my breasts, cupping them through the fabric of my t- shirt. His thumbs brushed over my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through me.
“Fuck, Madison,” he groaned against my mouth. “These tits drive me crazy.”
He squeezed them gently, making me arch into his touch. The friction of his fingers against my nipples had me biting back a moan.
“Take your shirt off,” he commanded, stepping back just enough to give me room.
I quickly obeyed, pulling the t–shirt over my head and tossing it aside. My bra followed shortly after, leaving my breasts exposed to his hungry gaze.
“Perfect,” he breathed out, his eyes darkening with lust. “Just perfect.”
He leaned in again, kissing me deeply while his hands continued their exploration. One hand moved down to unbutton my jeans, the other still teasing and squeezing my breasts.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he murmured between kisses. “I could spend hours just tasting every
of you.”
inch
My breath hitched as he slid his hand inside my jeans, fingers finding their way to the damp fabric of my panties. He rubbed against me through the lace, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
“And this pussy,” he growled low in his throat. “So wet for me already.”
He slipped a finger inside the waistband of my panties and pulled them down along with my jeans. The cool air hit my exposed skin, making me shiver even more.
“You know what I love?” he asked rhetorically, dropping to his knees before me. “I love how your pussy responds to me.”
His hands gripped my thighs, spreading them apart. I bit my lip, heart pounding in anticipation. His breath brushed against my heated skin, making me shiver.
He wasted no time, his tongue darting out to flick against my clit. A gasp escaped me, my fingers tangling in his hair as he licked and teased, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through me.
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“Fuck,” I breathed out, struggling to keep my balance against the door. His tongue was relentless, circling and flicking my sensitive nub while his hands roamed over my thighs and ass.
He glanced up at me, eyes dark with lust. “You taste so fucking good,” he murmured against my pussy before diving back in. He sucked on my clit, sending a sharp wave of pleasure through me that had me moaning loudly.
His fingers joined the fray, slipping inside me with ease. He curled them just right, hitting that spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. My knees wobbled, but his strong grip kept me upright.
“Mr. Knight,” I gasped out, hips bucking against his face. “Please…”
“Please what?” he growled, looking at me with a smirk. “Use your words.”
“Make me come,” I begged, desperate for release.
He chuckled darkly. “Not yet.
His tongue continued its torment while his fingers pumped in and out of me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending alive with sensation. He pulled back when I thought I was about to tip over the edge.
A frustrated whimper escaped me as he stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Patience,” he said with a wicked grin. “All good things come to those who wait.”
My legs trembled as I tried to steady myself. The ache between my legs was almost unbearable.
“I’ve selected an outfit for you,” he continued nonchalantly as if he hadn’t just been feasting on my pussy like a man starved. “It’s in the bedroom. Go put it on.”
I blinked at him, still trying to catch my breath. “Now?”
“Now,” he confirmed with a nod. “I’ll be waiting on the balcony.”
“Sure,” I managed to say, still feeling the aftershocks of his touch.
He stepped back, allowing me to move past him and head towards the bedroom.
I walked through the bedroom door, my bare feet sinking into the plush carpet.
The bed was neatly made, but what caught my eye was the dress draped across it–if you could call it a dress. The sheer fabric left little to the imagination, the deep V–neckline plunging dangerously low. Next to it lay a matching set of lingerie–a lacy black thong and a barely there bra–the kind designed to tease rather than cover.
“Really?” I muttered to myself, picking up the thong between two fingers. “Who even wears this?”
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I slipped on the thong first, the lace settling snugly against my skin. It did nothing to hide my pussy; the fabric was just a suggestive hint of modesty. The bra was next if you could call it that. It lifted and framed my breasts, making them look fuller while exposing my nipples.
Great. Just great.
Beside the outfit lay a makeup kit, sleek and intimidating.
I eyed the makeup kit warily. The sleek black case practically screamed expensive, with its gold clasps and designer logo.
With a sigh, I slipped on the dress – if you could even call it that. The fabric clung to every curve, the sheer panels leaving very little to the imagination. My nipples pressed visibly against the thin material, and the hem barely covered my ass.
“This man is trying to kill me,” I muttered, padding into his massive walk–in closet, where a full- length mirror took up one wall.
The lighting was perfect–too perfect. Every detail of my body was on display through the gossamer- thin fabric. I opened the makeup kit, impressed by the array of high–end products inside.
I grabbed an eyeliner, leaning close to the mirror. My hand shook slightly as I drew along my lash line. “Don’t poke your eye out…”
The results weren’t half bad. A sweep of mascara, a touch of shimmer on my lids, and a swipe of deep red lipstick later, I barely recognized myself. The woman in the mirror looked dangerous.
Something caught my eye – a silver frame face–down on the dresser beside the mirror. Curiosity got the better of me. I picked it up, turning it over in my hands.
My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the photo.
Alexander stood on what looked like a yacht, his arm wrapped around a stunning woman. Her honey -blonde hair cascaded down her back, her smile radiant as she pressed against him. His expression… I’d never seen him look at anyone that way. It was pure adoration.
I stared at the photo, my stomach twisting in knots. Who was she? This woman radiated perfection and happiness, basking in Alexander’s undivided attention. The adoration in his eyes was unmistakable, a stark contrast to the predatory intensity he usually directed at me.
A sharp pang of jealousy stabbed through me. It was ridiculous, really. This arrangement with Alexander was strictly business. Or at least it was supposed to be. But seeing him like this, so tender and genuine with someone else, made me question everything.
“Who are you?” I muttered, my fingers tracing the outline of the woman’s smile.
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