Chapter <i>55 </i>
Maddox
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I didn’t want my time with Harper toe to an end so abruptly. I wouldn’t have minded had it been some time in the past during our previous sexual encounters, but something in me still wanted her around.
Whatever it was, it made me speak before I could stop myself. I meant it. I wanted her toe with me.
cing her hand on my wrist while I still had mine at the base of her chin, she chuckled loudly.
“You can’t be serious,” she said.
“We leave in two hours.” My voice was confident.
“Hold on,” she paused, pushing my hand away from her chin and cing it on my side. “There’s no way I’ming with you. I mean, what will I do over there?”
“The same thing you came to do here. It’s not like I don’t have apartments in Dubai. It’ll be fun.”
She smacked her lips. “The difference is that this is your home.”
In short, she said no and that left me a little disappointed. I wasn’t even able to hide it because she was constantly watching me.
Just to hide it quickly, I licked my bottom lip as I crouched down beside her, running my hand along her leg. “Is that your way of saying you’ll be back here?”
She closed her <i>eyes </i>at the sensation of my touch. “Maybe.”
That was a good enough response for me to know she’d be back. I wanted her toe back.
“So, we haven’t yet talked about my clothes.”
“Took you long enough.” I rose to my feet. “Follow me.”
I made my way to the stairs, then waited for her to go past me so I could watch her from behind. Her robe was thick but I could still make out her curves.
“Where are we going?” she asked without looking back.
“Bedroom.”
“Then why didn’t we use the elevator?<b>” </b>
“So I could miss out on watching the view in front of me?”
She looked back at me with a chuckle of disbelief. “You’re really something else.”
“I know. That’s why you’re here.”
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As she was approaching the bedroom door, I went past her and opened it for her, keeping it open as she walked in.
“I have something special for you,” I said as I closed the door. “This time, it’s not my-”
“Cock?” She giggled.
It took me a few seconds to even tell her she was right. It always felt good when she knew what I wanted to say, maybe too good. Was I starting to enjoy that a little too much? I watched her, unable to figure it out.
It was only when she spoke again that I snapped out of it and moved further into the bedroom, heading straight to my closet.
I picked out a medium sized shopping bag, then handed it to her.
“What’s inside?” She grinned.
“It’ll only take you a few seconds to take a look inside and find out.”
She yfully rolled her eyes as she put down her phone. “Of course.”
As soon as she looked inside the bag, she gasped, her head shooting upwards to meet my gaze.
I had seen her smile so many times, but nothing like that. Her expression was so bright that it felt different.
She quickly took out the red dress and unfolded it, holding it up right in front of her after dropping the bag.
“Did you really buy the same exact dress you ripped off of me that night?”
“Yup, same size and all. I had lots of people working their asses off to find it.”
Her lips curved wider as she ced it against her corbone while looking at herself. She even stomped her feet and I found myself smiling. She was cute.
“I wanna try it on,” she said.
“You should.” My voice was quiet as I took a few steps forward. “I was just about to say that.”
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Then, I stepped to the side, took a seat on the chair and leaned back.
“Face me and try it on. The mirror can wait.”
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With pressed lips, she slowly turned around, then looked right at me as she slowly took off her robe, like she was teasing me. I was so impatient that I almost got up to take it off myself. She knew what she was doing to me and I caught her small smirk. She was enjoying that and I let her have her moment.
The rob finally slipped off her shoulders and down to the floor, the sight before me making my cock twitch. It wasn’t just the curves of her breasts and hips that caught my attention. It was also the loose hair strands that fell over the nape of her neck. She was about to tuck them behind her ear when I spoke.
“Don’t you dare touch that hair. Just put on the dress.”
I actually preferred seeing her that
way.
As she began to put on the dress, my eyes tracked every move she made. She slipped her leg into the dress and my gaze shifted to the other leg as she did the same. My eyes travelled upwards when she slid it past her hips and I took onest look at those perky breasts before the fabric covered them up.
The contrast of the red against her skin and that fucking slit on her thigh made me want to stroke and kiss it.
Just as I thought of walking over to her so I could zip up her dress, I soon realized that she
didn’t need my help when her hands reached the back with ease. She grunted a few times but was still able to get it done, even closing her eyes as if that would help drag the zipper upwards.
When she had it all the way up, she sighed with relief, then ced a hand on her hip while looking right at me.
“How do I look?”
“Beautiful.” My voice was quiet.
Her
eyes widened a little at the specificpliment that came out of my mouth. Even I was a little surprised, making me press my lips together for a few seconds as I nced to the side. What the hell was going on with me?