grabbing his cock through his pants. “What are
you in the mood for, then?”
“ You’re the one with your hand on my dick. One guess.”
She
glanced around, and Viggo knew she was wondering
whether Nick would show up unexpectedly. It was a distinct possibility, but Viggo wasn’t in the mood for playing exhibitionist tonight.
He wanted Madison all to himself.
He
took her hand. “Come with me.” The irony of where he took her wasn’t lost on him.
He wasn’t sure whom he needed to prove his trust more to—her, or himself.
She
looked at him with uncertainty. “What are we doing in your office?”
He
lifted her up and sat her on his desk. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
“ Viggo , you didn’t have to bring me in
here.”
He
kissed her on the tip of her nose. “I know I didn’t. I’ll be right back.” He
sprinted up to his room and snatched the box of condoms and lube off the
nightstand, then grabbed a couple of towels as well. When he returned, she was
sitting exactly where he’d left her. He hadn’t been gone longer than a minute,
at most. Even if she had opened his laptop, it was password protected. She
wouldn’t have been able to see anything.
He
cut his gaze toward it, and she saw him doing it. Fuck ! What was wrong with him?
“ Is that why you left me sitting here on your desk?
Were you hoping I’d snoop?”
“ No. I was thinking of turning on the camera.”
She
laughed, and he mentally kicked himself again. Saying he trusted her but not
actually doing so was the same as lying to her. He needed to get his shit
together and quickly, or he’d lose this charming girl before he had a chance to
see where this took them.
“ Who would we broadcast our porno film to?”
“ The entire world.”
She
narrowed her eyes. “I’m not sure if you’re teasing.”
He
stepped in front of her and put his arms around her shoulders. “I’m kidding
you. I don’t want anyone to see you naked but me.”
She
wrapped her hands around his waist. “Good. Because I don’t think the world is
ready to see me naked.”
“ Meaning what?”
She
gave him an exasperated look. “ Viggo , we don’t have
to pretend I’m not fat.”
“ I don’t think you’re fat, and please don’t say that
about yourself ever again. You’re a beautiful woman.”
Her
smile faltered, and he hated the doubt in her eyes. “You don’t have to say
that.”
“ I know I don’t have to say it, Madison. I’m saying it because I mean it.”
She
looked like she was going to cry, so Viggo pulled her
close again. “I don’t mean to sound so harsh. It’s just that I think your body
is heavenly, and I hate to hear you put it down.”
“ Give me time, okay? I’m working on years of self-doubt
here.”
He
moved back so he could see her face. “What can I do to help?”
She
looked stunned. Had no one ever told this girl how pretty she was, or offered
to help her see the beauty in herself? What kind of idiotic men had she known?
“ I don’t know. I’ll think of something.”
“ All right. Fair enough. But for now…” He kissed her,
shoving his tongue into her mouth. All he wanted to do was fuck her again. Then
he’d think of a way to show her how perfect she was in his eyes. He wanted her
to believe her looks were as sexy as her mind. Viggo hadn’t been drawn to anyone this quickly in a long time, and he intended to
make the most of it.
Chapter
Nine
Madison
was overwhelmed with everything about Viggo , from his
looks to the way he made her feel. The slight wrinkle when she thought he
hadn’t trusted her was gone as his mouth and tongue worked their magic on her.
She was putty in his embrace. There was no point in trying to resist him, and
she didn’t want to. She’d never been one to conjure up a fairytale prince who
would sweep her off her feet, but if she had, Viggo would embody him.
When
he released her mouth, he untied her robe and let it fall to the desk. Then he
kneaded her breasts in
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