Private Listing Tease Me, page 36
“I figured you could use some time to talk.” My dad slides his hands into his pockets and looks at Seth. “Want to walk with me?”
Seth rises and kisses the top of Madison’s head. “See you soon, princess.”
She doesn’t shift her gaze from me. When the door closes behind them, I push my food tray out of the way. She helps me. When I tug her toward me, she carefully sits on the edge of the bed.
“Sweetheart, I got shot trying to save you. I need you a hell of a lot closer.” I reach up and tuck her blond hair behind her ear.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” She looks at my bandaged side and a tear slips free.
“I need you next to me. I want to hold you and kiss you and reassure myself that you’re whole and safe. Fucking is not possible yet, so climb up and snuggle with me.”
She bites her lip and slips her shoes off. I lower the head of the bed some. It takes some coordinated effort, but finally, she’s curled up against me on the bed. Her warmth presses into my good side.
With her head resting on my shoulder, I toy with her fingers on my chest. “How are you doing?”
She sighs. “I miss you.”
“I miss you too. What about the other stuff?”
She shrugs.
“No comment?” I chuckle but stop because it hurts to laugh.
“Are you okay?” She lifts up and looks down at me. Her blue eyes search mine.
I cup her cheek and lead her down until our mouths are almost touching. “Better now that you’re here.”
She presses her lips to mine, softly, delicately, like she’s afraid I’ll break. I part my lips and pull her closer as I take over the kiss. If I thought I’d have enough time, I’d have her suck me off or ride me. Pretty sure neither is on my list of approved activities.
Her hand clutches my t-shirt. At least I’m able to wear a t-shirt and sweats instead of the hospital gown.
“I’ve ordered you that nurse uniform. It should arrive today.” I thread my fingers into her hair and just look into her gorgeous blue eyes.
“What are we going to play?” Her devious smile makes my pulse skip.
“Someone has to be naughty. Either I can be the naughty patient, or you can be the naughty nurse, or we can be naughty together. But this time, Blake doesn’t get to take over.” I bring her lips to mine for another taste.
“We can have some alone time. I’d like that.”
I lower her head back to my chest. “We may need a dirty doctor too, but that’s a role best played by Noah.”
She chuckles and settles against me. With her in my arms, it feels like everything will be okay. There’s still this fiasco to take care of, but we can deal with that when I get home.
“I love you, Madison. This media frenzy might get nasty for a while, but we all love you.” I blow out a breath.
“I love you, Coop.”
My heart kicks up a notch. I never thought anyone would love me for me, but then Madison happened. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her and help her succeed in life. Because I plan to share in hers however she’ll let me.
Chapter 170
Personnel Changes
Madison
Monday afternoon, I’m working at my desk like nothing happened last week. Like I wasn’t almost robbed of all this. The grocery order is in and Coop should be home any minute. Seth left an hour ago to pick him up from the hospital. I wanted to go, but work has been crazy. One thing after another.
We’re behind from missing work a few days last week, but we’re almost caught up.
It finally feels like we’re back in the flow, except Coop isn’t here.
Theo is filling in for Coop until he recovers enough to work, but Seth took Coop a laptop. He needed something to do or he threatened to check himself out early.
I glance at the time. My foot taps under my desk. Just a little longer and I can go down to get the groceries and see Coop.
“Settle, kitten.” Noah rubs my shoulders. I tense at his touch, not expecting it. Hyperawareness of my surroundings is like a shadow I can’t just shrug off, even though I know I’m safe now.
I release my breath and lean my head back against him. “It’s been a week since we’ve been completely alone. He’s still healing.”
“You want me to help?” Noah’s fingers slide up my throat, leaving tingles in their wake.
Coop texted me this morning. The nurse outfit came in and he wants his own personal nurse to take care of him this afternoon, but I’m so scared of hurting him or making him have to go back to the hospital.
“Maybe?” I don’t want to disappoint Coop by having someone else there, but at the same time, they can help me make sure I don’t reinjure him.
Noah tips my head back and kisses me upside down. “Maybe I’ll come down later, kitten.”
His dark eyes hold mine for a moment. A whole fucking fireworks display goes off inside, thinking of Noah and Coop playing with me. Fuck, these guys have direct access to my buttons and know just how to press them. It doesn’t take much. Will it always be that way?
“Go down and get ready for him.” Noah steps back and winks. “After you get the groceries.”
I laugh. Showing up in the lobby in the slutty nurse’s uniform Coop bought me probably wouldn’t go over well. The media have calmed down some, but there’s still a few every day, waiting outside. Tonight over dinner, we’re supposed to discuss our next moves.
Fuck it. I’m not getting anything done here. As I close down my computer, my phone buzzes with a message that the groceries have arrived.
When I step on the elevator, I’m nervous. I haven’t seen Fox since he told me about Andrea. He was nice early on. A little flirty, but last time he was a lot more bold. I just don’t want to deal with him if he’s going to be that way. Hopefully, we can be professional.
By the time I arrive at the lobby, I’ve taken a few deep breaths. If he starts in on any of his stuff with past assistants, I’m just going to tell him I’m not interested.
The elevator doors open. I lock them open and head to the receptionist’s desk. Fox is nowhere to be seen.
The temporary receptionist smiles at me. “She had to go grab the cart.”
She? I nod and wait to see what the hell the woman means.
When the doors open, an older woman, maybe in her fifties, rolls the cart across the marble floor. When she reaches me, she gives me a toothy grin.
“Hi, I’m Agnes. I’m your new delivery gal.”
A hand touches my waist from behind. It’s soft enough not to alarm me. I turn to look up at Blake.
“Fox doesn’t deliver here anymore.” Blake smirks as his hand curves around my hip. “They shifted our route after I notified the company that he was doing extra deliveries on the job and was making my girlfriend uncomfortable.”
“Girlfriend?” My cheeks turn rosy as my heart pounds a little harder.
He shrugs. “That’s what you call someone who’s yours. Now hurry and get those groceries put away so you can be there for your fiancé.”
I grin. The receptionist blushes and tries to appear nonchalant. I turn to Agnes. “Welcome, Agnes. The elevator is right over there. I’ll be there in a minute.”
Agnes wheels the cart to the elevator. Blake’s green eyes sparkle.
I grab Blake’s tie and pull him down to say in his ear.
“Thank you, Daddy.” I press a kiss to his cheek as he chuckles.
“Anytime, tiger.” He swats my ass as I head to the elevator.
I love that we don’t have to hide anymore, but I’m definitely not calling him Daddy in public. That’s just for us.
I run my hands over the slacks Seth picked for me this morning. I still have on high heels, and he finished the outfit with the softest, lightest sweater. At breakfast, he pulled me down on his lap while we ate. I love those quiet times with my guys.
As I step on the elevator, I sigh and use my card to access the apartment level.
“I read that article,” Agnes says.
I stiffen, worried about what else she’ll say. “Oh, yeah?”
“It wouldn’t have taken coercion to get me to sign a contract with a hunk like that.” She laughs. “If I were thirty years younger, I’d be all over that man. And I’ve seen the pictures of the others. You’re a very lucky girl.”
Her blue eyes sparkle as I meet them.
“The luckiest,” I admit.
“My kids are already married or attached. They got lucky and found the loves of their lives. I say if you love those men, you hold on to them tight.”
The elevator stops.
“I do.” I walk out to the door and use the card. “And I will hold on to them.”
Coop
“Do you need anything else?” Seth sets my bag on the chair in my room.
I sit on the edge of the bed and hold my side as it aches. I’m not on the good stuff for pain relief anymore and I’m definitely feeling it.
“Probably just going to rest for a while.” I kick off my shoes and swing my legs into the bed. Every move seems to hurt right now, but I’m so done with lying down and doing nothing.
Nodding, Seth brings my tablet and laptop to the nightstand. I take my phone out of my pocket and set it on the bed.
“If you need anything, call or text us.” Seth holds out a couple pills and a glass of water. “Madison will unload the groceries soon and she’ll take the rest of the day off.”
Which is why I need to nap while I can. I need my energy for my naughty nurse.
“Thanks.” I take the pills with water and lie down, thankful to be in my own bed.
I wake to the doorknob turning. Confused, I look down at my phone and see it’s been an hour since I arrived. I scrub my hand down my face and glance at the door. My room is empty and the door is shut.
Fuck, did I miss Madison? I sit up and groan. Fuck, an automatic bed is my next purchase. I stay still as a wave of pain sweeps through me. The doctor offered a prescription for the strong stuff, but I want to be clearheaded.
The door opens and Madison rushes in. “What are you doing? You shouldn’t be trying to get up.”
“Too late.” I smirk.
Fuck. My goddess has her blond hair piled sexily on her head. Red lipstick stains her luscious lips. The white dress hugs her curves, pushing her breasts up and together to give her deep cleavage. It ends at the top of her thighs. White garters hold up the silk stockings I ordered for her. The red heels match the piping on the dress.
She’s beside me and I forget what I wanted to do because all my blood flow has journeyed south. She presses me back down. I notice she even painted her nails red. Nice touch.
“Do you need something? Seth said he gave you your pills. Do you need help to the bathroom?” She sits on the edge of the bed. Wrinkles crease her forehead.
“You worried about me, sweetheart?” I brush her hair behind her ear.
She sucks in a breath. Her gaze drops to my side. “You got shot less than a week ago.”
Her eyes widen as she notices the tenting in my pants.
I drag my fingers down her neck to tease her neckline. “Tell me, nurse, what kind of underwear do you wear with an outfit like that?”
My eyes lift to hers and she releases a breath.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
“Better now that you’re here.” I drop my hand to her thigh. “I think I’m ready for my sponge bath, nurse.”
My hand creeps up to the junction of her legs. No panties, just hot, wet flesh. My cock jerks.
She bites her lip as I stroke my fingers over her pussy.
“I have an ache that you can fix.” I smile.
She arches her eyebrow, but her eyes darken as I ease a finger into her slick heat.
“Fuck, I missed your pussy, sweetheart.”
Her legs part as I thrust in and out of her. She reaches over to stroke my cock through my pants.
“I want those red lips on my cock.” I lick my lips. “You can sit on my face so I can taste every inch of this pussy while you choke on my thick cock like a good little whore.”
“I’ll have to check with the doctor to see if you’re allowed to eat.” Her blue eyes are hot with lust as I continue to finger fuck her.
I draw my finger out of her tight cunt and raise it to my lips, sucking her sweet taste off my skin.
“No strenuous activity for a few weeks while I heal, but I can eat or drink anything I want.” I take the pillow out from beneath my head and toss it to the side. “Be a good little whore and ride my face.”
She stands and bends over at the waist to undo her shoes, flashing me her pussy and ass.
“Damn, I need to fuck you, baby. You’re making me so fucking hard, flashing that pussy at me like I don’t know you need my thick cock splitting you in half.”
Still bent over, she drops her shoes and spreads her legs for me. She’s so pink and glistening. Precum leaks out of my dick in anticipation.
“Is this what you want?” She glances over her shoulder. Her blue eyes meet mine. She reaches between her legs and uses two fingers to spread her pussy open for me. “Is this what you need?”
I slide my pants down to free my cock and stroke it while I look at her. “I’ve dreamed of you every night. Of that sweet pussy riding my cock. I woke up hard and couldn’t do anything about it.”
She straightens and turns to me. “You need to remain still.”
“I’ll do anything you want as long as you give me your pussy, nurse.” I wink.
She climbs on the bed next to me, kneeling. Her gaze falls on the edge of my dressing beneath my shirt. When she reaches out to lift my shirt, her hands shake. Her fingers ghost over the white gauze covering my wound.
Her brow furrows and her eyes glaze over.
“Hey, sweetheart. I’m here. The worst is over. We’re together and he can’t get to either of us ever again.” I lift my hand to cup her cheek.
Her blue eyes swim with unshed tears. Fuck. I can wait to fuck her.
“Come here, baby. Let’s get the emotional stuff out so the only crying you do is in need.” I draw her down to me and she curls into my side. We didn’t talk about everything in the hospital. I just wanted to hold her then.
“Are you okay?” I ask, stroking my hand down her back. “I know you’re not completely okay. This isn’t something we’ll just get over. The scars will last a long time, but we’ll heal, sweetheart.”
Her fingers clutch at my shirt. “I wasn’t there. You could have died and I wouldn’t have been there.”
Her tears fall on my t-shirt. “When I saw you unconscious on that bed, I saw red. I didn’t know what he’d done to you. Had no idea if you were hurt. Not immediately going after you when we found Hope nearly destroyed me.”
“The only thing that kept me going was knowing I needed to get back to you guys.” She draws in a ragged breath. “I love you, Coop. I don’t know what my life would be like if you weren’t in it. I can’t even think about it.”
“You’d still have the others—”
“But I wouldn’t have you.” She props herself up to look down at me. “We don’t work because I need four dicks. Though I enjoy that part. We work because I need each and every one of you. And you guys need each other. We all love and care for each other. Neither you nor I had family like this growing up. We show our love. We hold each other accountable for our actions. You make us whole. Without you, there is no us.”
“You’re the missing piece, Madison.” I catch her hand in mine. “You make us whole. You make us better. You keep us sane. I didn’t know I could love before you. I knew I loved my friends, my brothers, my partners, but that’s because they’re my family. But without you, we could scatter to the winds and live separate lives. We can’t lose you, sweetheart. I love you too much to let you go.”
“Then don’t. Never let me go, Coop.”
I catch the back of her neck and draw her mouth down to mine. This right here is what I missed in the middle of the night. Her in my arms. Her kissing me. Her loving me with every piece of her being as much as she loves the men that are my family.
The door opens but I ignore it.
“Are you sure you’re into role-play?” Noah’s voice is light. “Because Madison’s pussy is right there, begging to be fucked, and you’re making out? I thought you were better at this, Coop.”
“We needed a moment for the emotional shit.” I lift her face from mine and brush away the tears. “We good, baby?”
She nods and smiles. “Give me a second to wash my face.”
She slips off the bed and gives Noah a heated glance before disappearing into the bathroom and shutting the door. I exhale and stare at the ceiling.
“How do you want to play this? Because she’s worried about hurting you.” Noah sits on the edge of the bed.
Putting my hands behind my head, I turn to look at him. “I was just going to let her do all the work. Make her smother me with her pussy while she chokes on my dick.”
“I’ve got an idea. If you’re game?” Noah smirks. I love this guy’s wicked mind.
Chapter 171
Putting Out the Fire
Madison
I can’t believe I cried. I use a washcloth to wipe the tears away. But seeing his bandage made it real for me. Coop could have died, and I’m not sure how we would have gone on without him. How could I go on missing a piece of my heart?
It was easier to forget while he was in the hospital because I worried about the press and how I was going to see him. But here and seeing the bandage, the reality hit me. Patrick could have killed Coop.
But he didn’t.
Coop is alive and needs me. I shake out the fears of what could have been and focus.
That’s my man out there and I need to take care of him. All of him.
I reapply my lipstick and take a deep breath. That pulse of desire I feel for him is strong. He’ll tell me if he needs to stop. If anything I do is too much. I trust him.
When I open the bedroom door, Coop has a blanket over him but his chest is bare. The arm on his uninjured side is behind his head. Noah stands to the side with a white doctor’s coat on and his slacks from work, holding a clipboard.
