Chapter 17

Madison

I could simply die from embarrassment of kissing him in public. That’s not the worst, however. No. The worst is how my body reacted to his touch like lightning had struck me, the kind of shit you read in books and see in the movies. It was like an i***a-connection, and it has freaked me out.

The moment he leaned in for the kiss my breath hitched, and I was a gonna. Can you fucking believe it, me Madison Lane in control, on top of my shit not some horny teenage girl? His breath tasted of the alcohol and mint from brushing his teeth. Good to know he’s a man on top of his oral game. And that tongue of his, let me tell you he is a man who knows exactly what he is doing.

I’m not surprised this particular man-whore has had practice and then some. I’m embarrassed that he heard me groan into his mouth, an involuntary groan I have to say. And now all I want to do is slap him. Oh, Petal, I’ve only just begun. Who the hell does he think he is? This is all fake and it’s going to stay that