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Maddox quirked up an eyebrow at me. “I didn’t get
anything. I cooked.”
I blinked at my husband – who was, by the way, a
horrible cook.
“Excuse me?”
“I tried my mother’s chicken casserole recipe.”
“Are you trying to poison m–” He shoved a piece of
chicken in my mouth before I could finish the sentence.
“Oh.” I muttered around the piece of chicken.
Juicy. Tangy. Delicious.
My eyes widened. “Um, liar. You didn’t make this.”
Maddox swatted me on the ass and I jumped, letting out
a small laugh. “Don’t be a brat. Sit down and let’s eat.”
“Bossy much.” Nonetheless, I sat down at my usual spot.
He towered over me and I had to crane my neck up.
Mischief danced in his blue eyes. “You like it when I’m
bossy.”
I rolled my eyes but he wasn’t ready to let this drop.
Maddox bent forward, bringing his face closer to mine and
he caged me back against my chair. “You like it when I tell
you what to do. Don’t lie, Sweet Cheeks. You like when I
boss you around in the bedroom. You love it when I tell you
what to do with your pussy, how to touch it, how to make
yourself come while I watch… you love it when I hold your
hair and force my cock down your throat and tell you to
suck it like a good girl.”
I sputtered. “Maddox–”
He grinned, before straightening to his full height as if
he didn’t just whisper filthy words in my ears and got me
all hot and bothered… and achy. He really was taking
advantage of being kids-free today.
It was the way his lips twitched that told me Maddox
was in a teasing mood today. He joined me at the table and
we had lunch, while he told me how him and Colton were
thinking of expanding the Taekwondo facility area. They
now had more kids than space.