Chapter 32

Madison

We pulled into his building’s underground garage.

The elevator ride was torture. He stood close enough that I could feel his body heat, but he didn’t touch me. The tension crackled between us like static electricity.

The moment his penthouse door closed behind us, he pounced. His lips crashed into mine, hungry and demanding. My back hit the wall as his hands gripped my hips, pinning me in place.

A gasp escaped my lips, but he swallowed it whole, his mouth moving against mine with an urgency that sent heat coursing through my veins.

“Fuck, Madison,” he growled, his voice low and gravelly. “You drive me insane.”

Before I could respond, he hoisted me up, his hands cupping my ass. Instinctively, my legs wrapped around his waist, locking him in place. His hardness pressed against me, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core.

“Oh god,” I moaned, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

His lips never left mine, kissing me