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But then a moment of clarity broke through my lust haze. I realized I was nothing more than a Peeping Tom getting a thrill from watching Maddox pleasure himself, so I spun around, ready to run out of the bathroom. And then a low, throaty growl of a word caused me to freeze.

“Lane.”

My hand froze on the doorknob while my already frantic breaths kicked up a notch into full on panting. Shit, had he caught me? Turning slowly back around, my hungry gaze honed in on him again. Thankfully, his eyes were still pinched shut. “Oh f**k yes, Lane,” he murmured as his hand began pumping faster and harder. His words caused a dizzying flurry to fill my mind, and I had to reach out for the sink to brace myself or I might have slid to floor. Maddox was fantasizing about me…Maddox was calling out to me.

Without another thought, I reached over and snatched back the shower curtain. Maddox jumped so hard that he whirled around, and his back slammed against the other side of the tile. His tanned features paled at the sight of me while his eyebrows shot into his hairline. “What the—”

I didn’t give him a chance to question why the hell I was standing before him in my underwear watching him. Instead, I stepped into the shower, not even stopping to take off my bra and panties. His eyes, hazy with both surprise and unfulfilled lust, drank in my appearance. Soaked to the bone within a few seconds, I stood only a few inches from him. The heat radiated off his body and scorched against mine. A thousand unsaid thoughts and emotions whirled through my mind at what to say. But instead of saying anything, I reached over to tentatively wrap my fingers around his straining erection.

Maddox’s dark eyes widened. “Lane…”

“You called out my name,” I whispered.

He grimaced. “Yeah…I, uh, well, we were practically humping out there on the dance floor earlier tonight. Then it kinda got to me seeing you in your bra and panties when I stripped you.”

I cocked my head to the side while squeezing him a little tighter in my hand. “So I was just the most convenient image you could think of to jerk-off to?” I countered.

Maddox’s chest rose and fell both at my ministrations and my question. “No,” he murmured.

“Then why?”

His body shuddered when I stilled my movements. His dark eyes drilled into me. “Even though I shouldn’t and even though it’s wrong, I want you.”

My heartbeat thumped wildly at his admission. “Then take me.”

Tightening his jaw, Maddox shook his head. “I can’t. Not with all this life and death shit hanging around us.”

I shot him a scathing look. “So you’d rather jerk off in a soap scum infested shower than have sex with me?”

“I just don’t want to hurt you again.”

Inching closer to him, I said, “I’ll let you know if you’re too rough.”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” he growled.

He tensed when I slid an arm around his neck. “The only way you could ever hurt me again was if you ran away, and the way I look at it now, we’re both on the run.”

“This isn’t something to joke about, Lane.”

I sighed. “Fine then. It doesn’t change how I feel.”

“You still want me?” he asked incredulously.

“Mmm, hmm.” Picking up my pace, I asked, “And no matter what your mind and heart are telling you, I can tell how much your body wants me, right?”

“Yes,” he replied in an almost agonized groan.

I brought my lips to where they hovered over his ear. “And you loved me once.”

He jerked back to stare at me with wide eyes. “Even with all the tequila, you remember what I said on the dance floor?”

“Let’s just say it all kinda came back to me.” I smiled up at him. “When it comes down to it, you’ve always been the one, Maddox. Since I was fourteen years old, there’s never been another guy for me, and there never will be.”

A hesitant grin played on Maddox’s lips. “So you still love me?”

Cocking my head at him, I asked, “Now who is being stupid?”

He laughed. “I love you, Lane.”

“And I love you, Maddox.”

When he finally brought his lips to mine, every molecule in my body exploded, and I shuddered. I fought the urge to pinch myself to make sure this was all real, and I wasn’t having some late alcohol-induced hallucination. But then when Maddox’s warm tongue slid into my mouth, I knew it was oh so real. I reached up to bring my arms around his neck. His lips were slow and gentle at first, but then both of us grew hungry. I guess being shot at and on the run from thugs really amped up the passion.

We stayed lip-locked for what felt like a delicious eternity until I could no longer ignore the hardness pressing against my abdomen. As Maddox’s erection pulsed against me, I knew he needed taking care of.

Pulling my lips away from his, I started sliding down his body. When I was almost kneeling in front of him, Maddox grabbed me under my arms and lifted me up. “Don’t, Lane.”

As I slid my hand over his straining erection, I replied, “You need this, and I didn’t get to do this for you last time.”

He shook his head. “No way am I letting my girl service me on her knees in this disgusting shower.” Before I could protest, he shut off the water and then stepped out of the tub and onto the tile. His strong hands came to rest at my waist before he lifted me over the side. Once again, he slipped his arm under my knees to carry me out of the bathroom.