Simon Says Die

hips gyrating as she stalked him across the room.
    He grunted when he backed up against the wall.
    Her fingers feathered mercilessly down his chest. “You don’t have to worry about regrets. I won’t have any. I want you. Now.” She started undoing his belt.
    The way she wiggled against him had his traitorous body throbbing in response. He grabbed her hands.
    She grinned and wiggled again.
    â€œStop it,” he croaked, sliding his hips to the side and stepping away from her. “Behave.”
    Refusing to show him any mercy, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it off over her head.
    His mouth went dry as his gaze dipped down to her generous breasts encased in a scrap of lace that didn’t deserve to be called a bra. He didn’t want to look, but he couldn’t help it. “This was a bad idea coming here. I’ll take you back to Alex’s house.”
    Her hands moved down to her jeans and she flipped the button open. “The only place I want to go right now is your bedroom. With you.” She yanked her zipper down, then shimmied out of her jeans.
    For all that the mouth-watering thong covered, she might as well have not been wearing anything. Pierce groaned and closed his eyes. “I mean it, Mads. This isn’t going to happen. You broke up with me for a reason. There’s no point in going down that road again.”
    â€œOpen your eyes.”
    â€œNo.”
    â€œNow who’s the coward?”
    He opened his eyes and nearly stumbled to his knees. She was standing in front of him in all her naked glory. The woman was perfection personified, and Pierce’s willpower was rapidly fading. He swallowed against his thick tongue, and totally gave up trying to look her in the face. His hungry gaze caressed every inch of her golden skin.
    â€œWhy the hell don’t you have any tan lines?” he growled.
    Her hips rolled seductively as she took a step toward him. “I want you. And you can’t exactly lie and say you don’t feel the same way. The more than generous proof is right in front of me.”
    He cursed and took a step back down the hall, away from the temptation of her body.
    Like a sex goddess, without a hint of modesty or embarrassment heating her naked flesh, she pursued him.
    When Pierce bumped up against his bedroom door, Madison stopped directly in front of him, her breasts pressing against his chest. She reached up and captured a drop of sweat running down the side of his face and sucked it off the tip of her finger.
    â€œUm, salty.”
    His body jerked and he groaned. “You’re not playing fair.”
    Her smile disappeared and for the first time since she’d started this little striptease, her face turned serious. She lifted her arms around his neck and pulled his head down.
    â€œI’m not playing . I’m scared. I don’t know what’s going to happen when we leave here. I don’t want to think anymore. I just want to feel. I want to know that someone cares about me. I want to forget, to pretend that none of the bad things ever happened. For just a few hours, I want to love and be loved. Is that really such a bad thing to ask?” She reached up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his in a kiss that was so sweet it made his heart skip a beat.
    When she pulled back, her eyes were wide and searching. “Love me. Please?”
    He knew it was wrong. He knew she’d regret this later, as would he. He didn’t want to be her temporary reprieve from the pressures of the world. But looking into her sad eyes, hearing the pleading tone in a voice he’d never heard plead before, all his noble intentions died in a heap of ashes.
    He opened the bedroom door behind him, then bent down and lifted her against his chest and carried her inside.
    Now that he’d given up trying to resist her, he couldn’t seem to slow down. He hadn’t been with anyone else since she’d broken up with him. And he’d never been the celibate type.
    She was under his skin, in his blood, and he didn’t know how he’d survive again without her after tasting her again. He shoved that bleak thought away and focused on her, only her.
    He quickly shed his clothes, leaving them on the floor beside the bed.
    They twisted against each other, their arms and legs tangling together as they fought to get closer. The familiar scent of jasmine rose from Madison’s heated skin. She shoved