Craving Another Round

Maddox POV

I stared down at the mess I’d made. My pants were somewhere on the floor, and I was now wearing clean shorts, though barely holding onto what little self-control I had left.

Shit. I came hard. Again. In my damn sweats. Like some hormonal teenager who just discovered the magic of skin-on-skin contact.

All thanks to Hadley Vance.

Even now, the memory of her soft moans, her breath hitching