Promise of Souls

by Holly Hampton

  Maddie kept quiet for a while. I gave her a puppy look that my grandfather could not even say “no” to. A giggle escaped her mouth. She tried to keep her smile controlled as she replied, “Fine. My apartment building is that one.”

  I turned to the building she pointed to. It was just across the street where we stood. I laughed a bit and said, “Nah. You’re kidding.”

  “I’m not. I live there,” Maddie said and began to cross the street.

  What? This woman really irritated me. I hoped that her apartment would be a few blocks away or about half an hour away. I was looking forward to having a conversation with her - to knowing her better as we walked to her apartment. We had been together for almost two hours and all I learned from her was her full name and that she looked utterly beautiful when she did not hold her laughter. I wanted to hear her giggle and laugh because of the foolish things I did or said. Fine. I was desperate for a moment that could convince her of granting me a kiss before we part and perhaps more.

  “Does she really live here?” I asked the old man near the building with the hope that Maddie lied.

  “Yes. Why? Is there a problem, Maddie?” the old man answered. “Did you forget where you live like you always seem to forget your name?”

  “No. Mr. Franklin. This man here is a creditor,” Maddie kidded.

  I forced a smile at Maddie, but I could not fake my disappointment. What we had was not a date! I wanted to point it out to her. We only had dinner and a short talk. It was like the only disaster date I ever had, but I did not want to let go of it. Maddie looked at me with one of her soft, cheeky smiles. God! I’d really love to kidnap her at that moment and forced her to where I wanted her to be - next to me.

  “Fine. I’ll call my chauffeur,” I told her. My disappointment was obvious in my voice.

  Maddie giggled and said, “My room is at the top floor. And I have a really good coffee maker.”

  Delight filled me when I read an invitation between her words. She raised her palm and waved it on my face before I could answer and added, “I’m only inviting you for a coffee. That’s all.”

  “Even if it’s only for hot water, I’ll take it,” I answered.

  “And you’re going home after drinking your coffee,” she laid down.

  #

  I inhaled the slightly cold breeze of the ending summer while waiting for Maddie. The apartment building was old and small. But, the view from the rooftop justified her reason to stay in this building. She could see the Colorado mountains on one side and the city view on the other.

  “I’m sorry to keep you waiting,” Maddie said as she appeared at the rooftop with two mugs of coffee.

  Maddie was still being wise or careful with me. She did not want me to step in her apartment or give me a peek of her privacy. I did not insist. An extension of our date on the rooftop with this breathtaking view was enough for me. I could feel that this place was special for her and to be part of it overjoyed me.

  “You have quite a place here,” I told Maddie after taking a sip of her coffee.

  “Yeah. Mr. Franklin did not want me to be in here on my first days here,” Maddie replied. “This was full of junk when I came here. Took me a few weeks to clean it.”

  “How long have you been here?”

  “About a year,” Maddie answered. “It’s the only place I could afford back then.”

  I looked at Maddie and the wind blew on her face. Some of her hair covered her face and I brushed them away. Maddie gulped when my fingers caressed her face again. She looked at me for a while and quickly avoided my eyes. I could not help but smile at her naive reactions and be amazed by her beauty. She was like a flower brought to earth by the heavens and bloomed more beautifully before my eyes.

  “You’re so beautiful,” I uttered with all the sincerity I had.

  Maddie became speechless for a while. She tried to turn away from me, but I kept her looking at my direction. Her lips quivered as she searched for a reply for me. I wanted to kiss her. Hell. I cupped her face and leveled her face on mine. My lips slid on her quivering lips and tasted the taste of brewed coffee in her mouth. She remained frozen with my kiss. I caressed her jaw with my thumbs, urging her to return my kisses.

  Maddie closed her eyes gently and pressed her lips against mine. The edges of my lips curved into a smile and I deepened our kiss. I parted her lips wider and gently pushed my tongue inside her. She received it without hesitation, but her replies exposed her lack of experience.

  Her heart pounded hard and I could even hear her heartbeat. They sounded like music and they made my heart dance to their beat. This is not me. I told myself. For I had never kissed a woman without any lewd desire of getting her in my bed after. I only wanted to kiss her because of how I felt at that moment. I wanted to kiss her to convince her that she was made for me and I was for her. Our kiss was like an opener of our destiny to be together.

  “Maddie,” I whispered as we pulled away to breathe.

  Maddie stepped back away from me - shocked that she had given in to her desires.

  “I’m going to New York for a few days tomorrow afternoon,” I started before Maddie could say anything about what happened. I did not want to give her the chance to make excuses about our kiss. I looked at her and continued, “I’ll be back next Monday. I was wondering if we can go out again. But I’ll set everything.”

  “Max…”

  “Maddie, you know I won’t stop. I’ve already tasted the coffee in your mouth,” I answered with a kidding tone. “I’d like to taste it again next Monday.”

  Maddie flashed a side grin and nodded. “I’d love to,” she said with a wide smile.

  “I’ll promise you a better date than this,” I swore. I grabbed her closer to me and she leaned on my chest. “But, this was really a good date.”

  Maddie laughed and confessed, “Sorry for trying to make this date a disaster.”

  #

  My feet became heavy as we neared Maddie’s apartment. I held onto her hand tighter when we stopped at her door. I was about to say something when one of her female neighbors screamed. The scream was followed by someone tapping on the wall. Maddie turned red when the screams turned into loud pleas from someone begging for more.

  “New neighbors,” Maddie said.

  Good for them. My date with Maddie would not end with screaming like them. I thought with a silent laugh. Strange though that I was disappointed. Our date was different from any dates I ever had. I had to admit. My ulterior motive for going out on a date with her was to end it with sex. My dating routine always started with showering the woman with gifts and ending everything with good sex. Maddie’s idea of dating me was to keep me waiting from the start and until the end. It was disappointing but I chose to wait.

  “I’ll pick you up on Monday,” I reminded Maddie. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

  Maddie laughed softly. I wrapped her waist with my arms and pulled her close. Her face blushed and her lips trembled again - expecting a kiss. I smiled and pressed my lips on hers. She parted her mouth and let me deepen the kiss. My hands left her waist and moved to her neck, keeping her head leveled on mine. I pulled my mouth from hers and moved my kisses below her earlobe. She tilted her head and offered me her neck. I planted soft but wet kisses on her neck and she moaned at the sensation. Her breath hushed on my ears and made me crave more of her skin.

  My kiss moved lower to her chest. Maddie gasped when I licked her cleavage. She was surprised by my aggressive approach and pulled away. “I’m sorry,” I quickly said to avoid worrying her.

  “Goodnight, Max,” Maddie replied.

  I nodded and walked away. She waited for me to take a few steps before opening her door. I descended from the stairs with heavy feet that my steps could almost break the stairs. Just when I was about to descend to the next floor, I heard some footsteps from the top floor. My face lit up when Maddie appeared at the top of the stairs.

  “Would you like some coffee?” Maddie asked.

 
; My eyebrows curved with confusion. “We just had coffee,” I reminded her.

  “Tomorrow,” she clarified.

  “I’m going to New York…”

  “Morning?” she added with a shy smile.

  A wide smile appeared across my face. She gulped when I hurried back to the top of the stairs. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth. I quickly caught it with my mouth and gagged her words with torrid kisses. I was not going to let her change her mind. Her lips still trembled on my kisses and she still tried to speak. I pushed my tongue deeper into her mouth and explored the sides of her tongue.

  She fenced my tongue and tried to push it out of her mouth. Her palms pressed hard on my chest, but I leaned harder on her. I cupped her face to keep her from pulling away from me. Soon, her hesitation mellowed. Her tongue fenced mine to explore it. Her strong press weakened and her fingers curled as we kissed. I pulled away and looked at her. Her lips quivered as she tried to keep herself from smiling.

  “Give it to me!” the woman from the other unit screamed when silence filled the space between me and Maddie.

  We laughed at the woman’s screams. Maddie’s laugh deduced to a smile. She traced one side of my face with her fingers and tiptoed to kiss me. I looked straight into her eyes, asking if she was giving it to me. Her eyes shook with reluctance, but she replied with a nod. She held my hand and led me back to her apartment.

  #

  Larni

  Take it back! A voice inside me kept repeating, but my feet continued to lead Max back to my apartment. I felt like someone possessed me and controlled me into making him stay. Max held my hand tighter like he held my heart and I did not want to let go. Everything that I knew about him urged me to withdraw my invitation. Why did I invite him anyway? But, why not? The other voice inside me countered.

  Max was known to only play with women’s hearts and did not take them seriously. He often ends his involvement with a woman after bedding her. I could become one of those women. I did not want to be just another woman in his life. For a moment, I became selfish and wanted to be the only woman in his life. It was impossible for Max to only have one woman in his life.

  But as much as I found reasons to stop myself from giving in to him, I wanted to be with him - even if it was only grounded on the reason that it felt right to be with him.

  Max grabbed me by the waist as soon as we entered my apartment. He pressed his lips onto mine and pushed his tongue to explore my mouth again. I returned his kisses with the same wanting despite of my wavering mind. He lifted me from the floor and pushed my back behind the door. He looked straight into my eyes again, as if getting a confirmation of what I wanted.

  “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want it, Maddie,” Max told me. He brushed his nose against mine. His breathing showed his frustration as he added, “I can wait.”

  Maddie. My heart sank when he called me by that name. I became angry at that name. Max would be making love with Maddie and not me - Larni. I clung to Max’s shoulders when he was about to put me down. Maddie or Larni - it did not matter. I wanted him even if it meant I could not be with him again.

  “I want you,” I replied in a trembling voice.

  My sunk heart danced when Max smiled with joy at my reply. He kissed me more passionately. The heat of his kisses buried my confusion. The warmth of our mouths together erased my reluctance and cemented the truth that we wanted each other at that moment.

  Max carried me to the bed while tracing my chin and neck with wet kisses. My chest kept moving up and down as my breathing became shallow and fast. The beat of my heart sounded like thunder as the energy of his kisses rushed all over me. The loud thumping in my heart deafened my ears, blocking every thought that could change my mind.

  My body arched as I moaned when Max planted wet kisses on my cleavage. My body shivered as his kisses raised my temperature. His hands slid under my shirt and his palm traced the curves of my body. The light friction of his palm to my skin spread an intriguing vibration in my inner thighs.

  A broken gasp made me shake when Max slid a hand under my bra. I bit my lower lips when he squeezed my breasts gently. He leaned closer to my face and kissed me. I moaned into his mouth as his fingers pinched my nipples and twisted them. My body arched higher, as if offering more of my breast to him.

  Max left my mouth and moved his lips on my waist. He traced the belt of my pants and I writhed on the sheets. He brushed his lips upward and traced the line from my navel to my breasts. My body kept waving as his every move spread pleasurable sensations to every nerve of my body. I gulped hard when he raised my shirt and slid my bra away from my breasts. His eyes twinkled when he gazed at my healthy breasts.

  I closed my eyes and my face burned with shyness. He laughed and planted gentle pecks on my face to calm me. When I became comfortable, he traced my cleavage with his tongue and licked the valley between my breasts.

  “Max,” I moaned loudly when I could no longer control my desire.

  He laughed softly and continued to tease me by circling my nipples with his tongue. Another gasp went out of my lungs when he caught one of my breasts with his mouth and sucked on them. I threaded my fingers on his hair to pull him away, but I ended up caressing his head as pleasure built inside me.

  “Max,” I called again.

  He only answered with a growl and I giggled softly. I could tell of his excitement to have me, but he wanted to shower me with pleasure. As if he wanted to prove that he was a great lover. I let him take control and only return his movements by caressing his shoulders and back.

  I panicked when he stood from the bed. He touched my face and kissed me to calm my worries. He removed his jacket and shirt and revealed his sculpted torso. My throat went dry while my mouth salivated at his toned muscles. No wonder many women were crazy about his sexiness. I looked away when he unbuckled his pants and dropped it on the floor.

  “Your turn, Maddie,” he whispered.

  I felt my body burning with a mixture of thrill and fear. He had already seen my breasts, but I was still hesitant to bear all my body to him. I took a deep breath and gathered all my courage before unbuckling my pants. I stopped for a moment when I remembered the panties I wore. I only wore a simple garter girl brief. To my defense, I never expected him to ask me out on a date or to be surrendering myself to him. Still, it was a bit embarrassing.

  Max climbed back to the bed and reached for my pants. He brushed his nose against my shoulders and pulled my hands from my pants. “I’ll do it,” he whispered.

  “M-Max,” I stuttered in shock when he slid a hand into my panties.

  I held his wrist to stop him, but I gave up when his fingers made their way to my slit. He explored my folds with his strong hands and my hips gyrated from the sensation. My craziness over him - over everything he did to me - vanished my reluctance totally. I wanted him to have me that night. Whether it could end everything we had or it could start something more for us.

  “Take me, Max,” I whispered in a moaning tone.

  Max smiled and kissed me passionately. He pulled my panties and pants from my legs and exposed my glistening womanhood to him. The cold wind hushed on my wet slit and spread the burning warmth over all of me when Max spread my legs wider. He removed his boxers and revealed his hard, long and wide cock. Will it fit? I thought in shock.

  I grabbed onto the sheets when he positioned between my legs. I shuddered when his tip touched my thighs. He smiled at my reaction and teased me by tracing my thighs with the tip of his cock. I rose from the bed to stop him, but this mischievous man slid his cock on my slit and rolled it on my wetness. My body shuddered hard at his hot shaft and my wetness overflowed more.

  Max looked at me for a while with a questioning look. It was not to ask if I was certain because I obviously was. His eyes had a hint of hesitation, but he brushed it off by kissing me. I wondered what bothered him, but that wonder vanished when he guided his cock into my opening.

  “Max,” I cried when his g
irth spread my tight walls.

  I was not a virgin as Mrs. Sinclair supposed, but I only had one experience with sex and I did it out of curiosity when I was eighteen. My walls had forgotten how it felt to be taken by a shaft and they griped from the pain. Max calmed my throbbing walls by deviating the pain through his kisses. He kissed me harder when he pushed his length deeper inside me, gagging my cries.

  “God, Maddie. You are so beautiful,” Max said after he had pushed all his length inside me.

  My heart sank again when he called me Maddie. I covered my frustration with a smile and kissed him. He moved at a slow pace to teach me the rhythm of his rocks. I moved my hips against his and easily learned the rhythm. He kissed me and whispered, “You’re mine now, Maddie.”

  His whisper sent a strange vibration to my heart, making it forget how to beat for a moment. His strokes became faster and deeper after he claimed me. I clung to him harder. My fingernails buried deep into his skin as the beautiful war of pain and pleasure fought inside me. His? How? I did not know the answer, but I was willing to be his.

  My hips countered his thrusts with the same intensity, as if I was proving that I was indeed his. I moaned louder as he thrusts in and out of me. My walls received and squeezed his cock harder as they rejoiced in the friction of his thrust. I called his name repeatedly and he growled my name – no – Maddie as he thrust. My body became feverish. A burning fire settled above my crotch and it blew flames all over me when Max pushed inside me in hard, fast and deep strokes.

  I writhed harder on the sheets, trying to hold on to the burning fire inside me, but also wanting it to explode. My walls became stubborn and grabbed on Max’s cock harder as he pulled out. He groaned when my inexperienced walls pushed him to near his orgasm. His cock pulsed inside me and flicking the fire inside me, wanting me to let go of it and just explode.

  “Max,” I called with a shaky breath.

  Max growled and his thrusts became forceful. My body arched when his deep thrusts spilled the burning fire inside me. It spread over all of me and made me explode into tiny pieces of unexplainable pleasure. I held on to him tighter, afraid that the waves of pleasure would take me away. I wanted to feel his warmth as my body shuddered from my orgasm. He stopped thrusting and let me enjoy my climax.