Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 13

Harper 

I should have finished with the laundry, but I stood by the washing machine, one last dress on my shoulder as I looked down at my phone. 

Grayson had sent me another photo and this time, Tiffany clung to him while in a white sundress. It was the last day of their honeymoon. 

I didn’t know why he kept sending me those pictures. Maybe it was because he wanted it to be like the old days, since we were working on being close again. But I hated seeing every picture of them together and just the way he looked at her. 

I stared down at the picture longer than I should have, the pain in my heart making me tighten the grip around my phone. 

It was only when someone knocked on my front door that I looked away. 

I tossed the phone on the couch along with the dress on my shoulder, then approached the door. 

As soon as I opened it, I raised my eyebrows a little in surprise. 

“Maddox?” 

I must have been so lost in the picture of Grayson and Tiffany that I didn’t hear the engine of his car pulling up in my front yard. 

“That’s definitely the reaction I wanted to see.” He sighed in satisfaction. 

I stepped aside to let him in and as he walked past me, I inhaled the scent of his cologne. He smelled just like he did that night when I was in his bed. 

“Based on what you told me before you left, I thought you were coming back tomorrow,” I said, closing the door. 

“That was the initial plan,” he said casually as he approached the couch. “But I finished a day earlier with everything I was there for. I also realised I didn’t have your damn number because it was supposed to be a one–time thing, or two.” 

He smirked lazily, making himself at home by taking a seat on the couch. 

I bit the inside of my lip as I sat on the same couch. The truth was that I still thought about that night during the two weeks he was away. It was the best sex I ever had. 

Then, my phone buzzed and the screen lit up with another notification. He was already so close to my phone that he looked down and his eyes narrowed slightly. 

“You look like hell,” he bluntly told me as he looked away from the screen. 

“It’s nothing serious.” My voice was quiet as I picked up my phone. 

My heart sank as I looked at the picture Grayson had sent me again. He was shirtless while Tiffany kissed his cheek 

“Are you sure it’s nothing?” Maddox leaned forward. 

I sighed, getting up from the couch and leaving my phone there. “I don’t want to talk about it.” 

“Fine. Let’s not talk.” His voice sounded lower and it was more of a dare than it was a suggestion. “Blow off some steam with me.” 

I jerked my head in his direction with arms folded, not sure if he was actually being serious. 

“I’m serious,” he said as if he read my mind, approaching me. 

I didn’t even answer right away but was in the same spot near the wall. He had my full attention when I saw the look in his eyes as he took in the sight of me, making me press my thighs together. 

When he was so close that I could feel the warmth from his body, he placed his hands right on my hips and held me against his chest. 

“I know exactly what you need and you know it too,” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. 

Even though his breath was already hot and heavy like he wanted to taste me right away, he didn’t touch me more than he already did, waiting for me to say the words. 

I didn’t want to think about those pictures anymore or listen to the ache in my heart, so I placed my hands on his shoulders and whispered to him. 

“Take me.” 

“Gladly.” His voice was rough and hungry. 

He kissed me hard and there was no teasing this time. 

His grip on my hips tightened and I gasped against his lips when he pinned me against the wall. 

Then, he slid his hands under my shirt, exploring my waist like he had always owned it. 

“You don’t want to go to your place?” I managed to ask teasingly, surprised by the sudden shake in my own voice. 

“No.” He breathed against my skin, kissing down my neck. “I don’t have the patience to just keep thinking about how you tasted last time.” 

He didn’t want my lips away from his, so he grabbed my chin to make me face him again and his tongue slid into my mouth. 

My knees buckled when he ran his hands up the back of my thighs, lifting me with a growl like he couldn’t get close enough. 

I inhaled sharply against his lips, digging my nails into his shoulders when he pulled down my shorts and ran his middle finger between my folds. 

In that moment with Maddox, the heartbreak from Grayson and those photos all faded. 

I hadn’t even realized that I needed him that much until he was kissing and touching me. My body came alive. 

To give him more access to my pussy, I raised one leg and he held onto it, then shoved one finger inside of me, followed by another one. I moaned against his lips when he began to finger me, a little rough compared to the last time he did it but I didn’t want it any other way. 

He looked right into my eyes with his lower lip stuck between his teeth and I pressed hard on his shoulders, my knees already giving up on me a second time. 

I couldn’t even kiss him back when he placed his lips on mine, the intensity of his fingers on my g–spot leaving my mouth wide open. 

I looked back at him and even though I couldn’t see his face, both his hands were on his hard cock as he put on a condom. 

He paused for a moment, then slowly began to grind the tip of his cock in me. My eyes rolled back and I needed something I could grab, anything, but all I could do was clench and unclench my fists that still rested on my back. 

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