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by Daya Daniels


  I wrapped my arms around him while he cupped my head in his hand, lifting me from the floor. The other settled just under my ass while he sauntered back to the bedroom, carrying me away.

  Ty

  I eased Madison onto the bed, coaxing her up to her knees. I ran my tongue along the seam of her pussy. A small gasp left her mouth as her hair fell over her shoulders when she rocked forward at the gesture. I did it again, stilling her hips with my hand. I licked and nibbled at the soft flesh between her thighs, sucking on her clit from behind, letting the loud sucking noise permeate the air around us. Madison’s breaths were deep and long and I knew she was ready for anything.

  I ate her pussy until she was moaning and jerking from my tongue. Madison was begging to come from the soft gasps that left her mouth. I dragged my tongue up her slit again to the tight hole of her ass, placing a soft kiss there. I slid two fingers into her pussy, fucking her sopping slit for a moment while I suckled on her asshole. Madison moaned and whimpered when I pressed on her clit. I pulled away looking at the perfection in front of me of her swollen, wet pussy and soaking wet asshole that I was going to be deep inside very soon.

  I massaged the round globes of her ass, coating them both in shiny lube, allowing it to run down the crack of her ass.

  The small frame in front of me that was Madison’s perfect, curvy body, rocked back and forth in front of me, letting out loud, breathless moans. I stroked my cock in my hand, massaging the ache in it, pressing it to the tight hole that gave way easily. Madison whined and pushed out, causing her tight passage to open, accommodating as much of me as she could bear.

  “That’s it,” I hissed pushing in, filling her with every inch of my cock.

  She cried out again when I scooted forward. She pushed back against my hips with her ass, which only propelled me to want to be inside of her even more.

  “Ty.”

  I leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to Madison’s shoulder and then stung her ass hard, with the palm of my hand. Madison yelped and then groaned while I watched her pale flesh turn pink. I massaged the round globes of her ass, kneading her hot flesh with my fingers while I slid deeper inside of her until she had all of me.

  I massaged her back with my hand, sinking into the soft, high-pitched moans that left Madison’s beautiful mouth while I fucked her. The sounds were only making me high, causing my cock to swell even more inside of her.

  “Ty,” she rasped out, sliding her hand down between her legs to rub her clit.

  I spread her ass cheeks again, watching the thickness of my cock stretch and fill her. I smacked her again. I shut my eyes, holding on to Madison’s hips. When I slowed, she impaled herself on me, rubbing her clit hard. I ran my fingers through her hair, leaning over to kiss her. I palmed Madison’s face, peering down into her glassy eyes. Tears stained her cheeks and Madison’s lips had darkened to a deep, kissable red.

  “Do you want me to stop?” I asked, kissing her.

  She shook her head frantically, letting out a long scream while I watched and felt her thighs quiver helplessly beneath me. I held Madison’s gaze, giving her a lopsided grin, watching her come. It was fucking perfection.

  I nudged her forward, by the neck, watching her ass perked further up into the air while her face rested against the mattress. Madison babbled out something when I fucked her asshole deeper and harder. I was going crazy, beating into her like a madman, sinking into the sensation of her squeezing and milking everything from my cock. I hissed and smacked her ass hard again and again, until the pale flesh was red. Madison bit back a loud moan, twisting her hands into the sheets. I massaged her clit softly, propping a foot up next to her hips, driving deeper inside of her with all my weight. Madison screamed with each stroke while I massaged her clit. Her thigh jerked and so did my cock. I grunted when I felt my balls tighten to almost painful, without slowing my stroke. Soft mewls left Madison’s mouth and I knew she was coming again. I fucked her harder until I exploded. Each strong throb at the base of my cock caused a long, hoarse moan to leave my mouth and soon Madison’s asshole was overflowing with my cum.

  No woman ever made me make this much noise while fucking. Even sucking my cock, but Madison had me moaning like a bitch, each time I found my dick in one of her orifices. It was incredible.

  “Good girl,” I crooned massaging Madison’s ass, watching my cum spurt out from her tight hole when she pushed it out. “Good girl.”

  She whined into the sheets, burying her face in them. I pulled her against my chest, bringing the comforter up over us and then rolled Madison over to face me. She blinked slowly while I wiped away her tears with the pads of my fingertips.

  “You okay?”

  “Yes.”

  “I don’t want to see you crying, Madison.”

  She laughed. “I’ve never done that before.”

  “Yeah, me neither.”

  “It was nice,” she said softly.

  “I agree.”

  She leaned forward to kiss me on the lips, putting her hand on my cheek. It was only ten in the morning and the sun outside was shining bright. I hit the shades to come down, darkening the room. I ran my fingers through her hair and took a deep breath.

  “Those shrimps should be about ready—the marinade I mean.”

  She laughed. “Is this all we’re going to do? Eat and fuck?”

  “God willing.”

  She giggled, shifting in the bed. She looked up at me with a strange expression on her face and ran her hand over my hair, brushing her fingers over my ear and down my neck. It was clear she was admiring me. Madison did it a few more times while I leaned into her touch. I took in the barely audible sound of her voice and her heavy eyelids that needed more sleep.

  “Where have you been?” she whispered before her eyes shut.

  Madison

  Exhaling the fresh air, I sat on the top step of the deck outside, watching the sun set. Ty was inside fiddling around with the shrimp and steak that he insisted I don’t touch. I made steak paninis for lunch. Now, it was his turn again. Plus, this was his special, he said.

  I worried about the kids a little but not so much, after shooting off a few texts to Zita, who was planning to take them to the movies in the afternoon. Zita asked me if Ty was an axe murderer. I only laughed and rushed her off the phone but she told me to have fun and to “fucking relax,” were her exact words.

  I closed my eyes, listening to nothing but the birds and the sound of the soft breeze that blew across the lake. Footsteps crunching in the snow caused me to open my eyes.

  “Oh, hello,” a woman said who’d suddenly appeared in front of me.

  I straightened where I sat, watching another woman come into view. They both approached hesitantly, narrowing their eyes at me, looking around.

  “I’m sorry. Is Ty here?”

  “Yeah, he-he’s just inside.” I pushed to my feet to stand. “I can call him for you.”

  “No, no it’s no problem. We can come back later.”

  “No, I insist. Please.” I walked off to get him.

  I headed into the kitchen to find Ty with a casserole dish in each hand. I thumbed towards the glass door. “There’re two women outside, looking for you.”

  He narrowed his eyes at me and then realization seemed to color his face. “Oh, yeah that’s Nadine and Rose.”

  “Okay.”

  “Do you mind them joining us for dinner?” he asked, kicking the Sub-Zero closed with his foot.

  I shrugged. “No, I don’t mind.”

  “Okay.”

  “I will be right out to light the barbeque.”

  “Okay,” I said spinning around.

  I stepped back out on to the deck, shoving my hands in my pockets. “Ty will be right out.”

  “I’m Nadine,” the dark-haired, blue-eyed one said offering me her hand.

  “And I’m Rose,” the brown-eyed, short, curly-haired one said.

  The three of us laughed while we shook hands.

  “I’m M
adison.”

  “Very pretty,” they both said looking at each other and then back to me.

  There was an awkward silence for a little while, until Ty cleared his throat from behind us.

  “Please take a seat. I guess the three of you have been introduced.” Ty laughed.

  “Hi, Ty,” the two women said in unison.

  “Hey, ladies. Wine?” Ty offered disappearing, then returning with a bottle of red wine and four glasses in his hand.

  “Yes, of course, please,” we said.

  Ty

  Taking Madison’s hand in mine, I squeezed it, sensing a little discomfort. I was certain Nadine and Rose’s presence had a lot to do with it.

  The three women made small talk about what they did for a living. Nadine was a school teacher and Rose was a doctor. Madison didn’t offer much up about herself to them but she was cordial, as I expected.

  “I’ve never seen a woman here,” Rose snickered.

  Madison looked up over the rim of her glass. “What do you mean?”

  Nadine laughed. “Ty doesn’t bring women here. You’re the first one. We should take a picture,” Nadine said nudging Rose in the shoulder.

  “Now, now,” I interrupted. “This place is my sanctuary. I prefer peace and quiet here.”

  Rose gave me a long look and then turned away, offering to pour more wine. Madison gave me a nervous smile and lifted her brows. I pulled her into my shoulder, watching Nadine and Rose pay close attention to our interaction.

  Nadine checked her watch and yawned. “We should probably get going, Ty,” she suggested while Rose stood at the same time. “Rose has to work tomorrow but I don’t.”

  “Yes, of course. Thanks for coming by,” I said standing to place a kiss on each of their cheeks.

  “It was nice to meet you, Madison,” they both said giving Madison a hug.

  “You’re even prettier under the ambient light,” Rose said cocking her head to the side, looking Madison over.

  I gave her a stern look, pinching my brows together. “Get the fuck out of here,” I whispered to Nadine who giggled.

  Madison eyed the interaction with discomfort and looked away. I touched her shoulder and she shrugged away from me. I gave her a long look, watching her collect the glasses up while she avoided my eyes.

  I collected the plates and serving utensils and nudged her back inside ahead of me. Madison put everything in the dishwasher, still no eye contact and she hadn’t said a word. It all amused me. I guess she was going to kill me with radio silence.

  “Do you want to finish this with me?” I asked, pointing to the bottle of red wine in my hand.

  Madison only shrugged and turned away from me. I smirked, trying not to full on laugh at her rapidly changing demeanor. She walked around the kitchen slamming and banging things while straightening up.

  I put the wine glass to my lips, taking in how her beautiful long hair whipped around, each time she shifted to do something. Then she stood still, staring at the floor, saying nothing.

  “Madison,” I said placing my glass down, waiting for her to turn around.

  “Who are they?” she finally asked.

  “Nadine and Rose. They told you their names, remember?” I said in a disinterested tone.

  Madison spun around to face me. “Do you fuck them?”

  I took another long sip of wine and placed the glass down slowly in front of me.

  “You’re awfully jealous for a woman who didn’t want to be my girlfriend.”

  She sighed. “Ty.” She wandered closer to where I stood.

  I chuckled.

  “Is that why they came here, to fuck you?”

  I laughed again, looking her angry face over.

  “They seemed surprised to bump into me. Is it scheduled or something?”

  I only grunted, looking away from Madison, shaking my head. This was cute.

  “Ty.” She narrowed her eyes at me.

  “Nadine and Rose are married.”

  Madison’s face relaxed from a scowl.

  Placing the glass back to my lips, I took another long sip. “To. Each. Other,” I added.

  She shifted where she stood and opened her mouth to say something, quickly shutting it again. “What?” she quipped.

  “They’re married, Madison—to each other. They’re lesbians. If anyone should be worried, it should be me, having you around them. Not the other way around.”

  She covered her face with both hands, groaning into them. I smiled watching her. Then she gave me an apologetic look. I raised a hand to stop her from speaking.

  “It’s my fault. I should have explained but I forgot I told them I was coming back here when I last left this place.”

  “I’m sorry, Ty.”

  “No, no it’s fine,” I said stepping towards her, taking her hands in mine.

  She dropped her head, burying it in the fabric of my T-shirt. I laughed, moving her hair over one shoulder, kissing along her neck and nibbling her earlobe.

  “I’m stupid.”

  I agreed in a hum, which earned me a jab in the side.

  “I’m surprised you didn’t notice how much they both were checking you out,” I said in her ear listening to her muffled giggle.

  I squeezed Madison tight. “We are together. Yes?”

  She lifted her eyes to mine, giving me the most innocent look. “Yes, Tyler,” she said wriggling out of my grip and darting away at breakneck speed.

  “You know I hate that name!” I yelled taking off after her.

  Madison

  “What’s your mother like?” I asked Ty while resting on his chest in a tub full of bubbles.

  He groaned. “She’s um her.”

  I laughed. “That doesn’t tell me much.”

  He let out a long breath. “I don’t know how to explain her but upper crust might be the best word. Then elitist, arrogant, snobbish and then bitter would fit in that list somewhere.”

  I rolled over in the water to look up at him while his eyes were closed. I touched the tip of his nose. He smiled opening his browns again. I eased back down in the water putting my back to him.

  “Do you see her often?”

  He bobbed his head a few times from left to right. “Yeah, sometimes.”

  “You get along?”

  “Yes, but like I told you before, I don’t fit into the mold a lot of the time of what they want, so sometimes we clash.”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “She was a good mother, I’ll give Diana that.”

  “Diana,” I repeated. “Like the princess.”

  He laughed. “Yeah, I guess like the princess, only no one can call her Di. You must call her Diana,” he said waving a hand around.

  “Okay, I see.”

  He ran the cloth over the inside of my thigh and up the middle of my stomach. I squirmed against him, feeling his hardness pressing into my back.

  “Do you ever wish you had siblings?”

  “Yeah, all the time,” Ty whispered. “Especially a brother or two. Growing up was lonely sometimes but I had Patrick.”

  I knew Patrick was Ty’s best friend who I had yet to meet.

  “Without Patrick, I don’t know.”

  “What’s Patrick like?”

  Ty laughed. “Patrick is like me. He’s a real cool guy. Kind of thinks more than he speaks, unless he needs to scream.”

  I laughed, staring out the window, watching the snow fall to cover the tall trees that surrounded the lake outside.

  “It’s beautiful here, Ty.”

  “I know,” he said quietly. “That’s why I come here.”

  “Are you lonely?” I asked him.

  Ty chuckled. “Define lonely, Mads. Because I define lonely as being surrounded by more people than you can imagine and still feeling like not one of them understands or gets you.”

  “I would define it that way too but sometimes lonely can just mean not having someone to share things with.”

  “You?” he asked, poking me in the side.
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  I inhaled loudly. “Yeah.”

  “A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t be lonely.”

  I laughed. “I don’t know.

  “When is your birthday?” I asked, turning over to face him again.

  Ty smiled. “July 4th.”

  “Really?”

  “Yes.”

  “Independence Day?”

  “Yes,” he said running his fingers over my lips.

  “I love these plump, pink lips, Mads. There’s like a whole world inside this beautiful mouth.”

  I pressed a kiss to his lips, resting my chin on his chest. “You’ve had a lot of girlfriends?”

  “Not really.”

  “I bet they were all in love with you.”

  He laughed, shifting in the water to sit up a little. “I don’t like where this conversation is headed.”

  “I’m just asking questions.”

  “Yeah, I know,” he said making a face.

  I splashed some water on him playfully and backed away, putting my back against the cool porcelain. Ty’s brown eyes visually feasted on my flesh, until he clutched my ankle under the water, pulling me back to him.

  I placed my hands on his strong shoulders and pressed my lips to his, sucking the bottom one in mine. “I like you, Ty Westwood.”

  A deep moan vibrated through his chest and a warm palm touched my lower back. He stretched out in the water, allowing me to straddle him while I fisted his cock in my hand, taking in the size of the monster with piqued interest.

  He scrunched his nose and a pained expression took over his face.

  “It’s hard.”

  “Yeah, I know...painfully,” he choked out. “So, don’t tease me.”

  “Okay.” I shifted in the water and eased down onto him as he filled me.

  Ty smirked with his eyes and took a deep breath when I began to slide up and down along his hard, hot cock until I was pumping my wet pussy on top of him like a madwoman.

  Ty

  Madison’s eyelids fluttered under the dim light in the bedroom. She was naked and asleep, curled up in the most perfect position. Peace spread across her delicate features and her hand was curled up next to her provocative mouth. I’d been like this for almost an hour now, just looking at her.

 

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