by Sienna Skye
“Let’s get them both. We can share.”
“Don’t you want to choose?”
“I’m happy with what you picked.” Honestly, it didn’t really matter what she picked. The fact that her face didn’t look worried, that she seemed relaxed and content, was enough for me. She could have chosen mud pies and I would have ordered it.
I watched as she couldn’t decide between two entrees. I asked her what she wanted to order, and I watched as she did a mental debate with herself. When the waitress came, I ordered for Madison. I ordered myself the other entrée that had caught her attention, just so she could try them both.
“I was looking at that too. It was a tough decision.”
“Really? I think I could be persuaded to share,” I teased.
“Could you now? What would I need to give you in return?”
Her flirtation shocked the hell out of me. A side of Madison I had only caught a glimpse of was starting to emerge. I lowered my voice and moved in close until my lips were right next to her ear.
“I’m sure I can come up with something that would benefit the both of us.”
She looked at me with mischief in her eye. “I have no doubt about that.”
The booth afforded us a decent amount of privacy. I took her chin in my hand and kissed her. Without hesitation she kissed me back. The woman who kissed me on her front porch was coming back to me.
The rest of the night was filled with easy conversation. I told her all about growing up. How I was raised by my grandmother and how it gutted me when I lost her. She told me more about her kids. I had obviously met them a few times, but aside from when we were all at the birthday party, I had not spent a great deal of time with them. I felt that was by design. But, she was opening up about them. Opening up to me in general.
She didn’t speak about her ex-husband. While I’m sure she knew it wasn’t the greatest topic for date night conversation, it was more that she didn’t want to think about what happened earlier. I was all for that, but eventually I wanted to know more. There was time for that later.
On the way back to her place, a thought popped into my head. I wasn’t sure she would go for it, but I decided to make the suggestion.
“If you want, why don’t you and the kids come swimming this weekend by Morgan and Julia’s?”
“You really love inviting me over to their house, don’t you?” She laughed and shook her head.
“It’s not like that. I’m house sitting this weekend. The whole crew is heading down to Virginia. Julia’s aunt is having some minor surgery and Julia wants to go down to help.”
“That’s nice of them. They must be close.”
“They are. Always have been. Julia even lived with Claudia for a few years.”
She was quiet for a moment. “When she was a kid?”
“No, she transferred to a college down there and then ended up staying for about four years.”
And just like that, I could see that wall pop back up. She was too quiet. She simply nodded her head in response. She was closing herself off and I knew exactly why. There was no way I was going to let her shut me out, not without a fight anyway.
I parked the car and she let herself out before I could walk around to open the door for her. Here we go. She remained quiet. I followed her up the front walk while she dug through her purse for her keys. When we got to the door, I held out my hand for the key.
“Here, let me.”
I took the key from her and opened the front door. I motioned with my arm for her to walk through and I followed her in. She didn’t tell me to leave, but she still hadn’t said a word.
“Would you like to tell me what has you so upset?” I asked despite already knowing the answer.
“Who said I was upset?”
“Please Madison, it’s written all over your face. I would like to hear the words from your mouth.” Please, because maybe when you say them out loud, you will realize how ridiculous it is.
“You told me you lived in Virginia.”
“I did.” There was no question at all now that I was right.
“Did you see Julia while you were down there?”
“Yes, we’ve been friends for a long time.”
“Are you telling me you two didn’t date?” She was trying to hide the anger in her voice but wasn’t quite succeeding.
“That’s exactly what I am telling you. And are you really questioning me about what happened way back then?”
“Please Jace, are you going to tell me that you never once thought about being with her? She is a beautiful woman.”
Honesty was not going to be my friend here, but I refused to start any kind of relationship with lies. That didn’t mean I couldn’t try to handle it with as much tact as possible. I would tell her what she needed to know.
“Yes, she is a beautiful woman. But, I never dated her.”
“You can’t tell me you didn’t think about it. Or that you didn’t think about sleeping with her.”
Well there went that plan out the window.
“Madison, what do you want from me? Do you want to know if when I was a kid I thought about dating her? Yeah, for a millisecond. But Morgan and Julia belonged together.”
“Like that ever stopped anyone,” she huffed.
She was being irrational now. “What kind of man do you take me for? Julia is the wife of my best friend…for all intents and purposes, my brother.”
“How on earth can I possibly think about competing with someone like her?” Her pitch raised and I could hear the crack in her voice. Whether from anger or from wanting to cry, I wasn’t sure.
“Madison. You are not competing with Julia.”
She scoffed at me, her face filled with frustration and anger. This was insane. And I suddenly realized the insecurities her ex-husband had tapped into.
“Get this straight. Julia is not the person I think about when I go to bed at night. She is not the person who I imagine when I get myself off. I haven’t even been with another woman since the day you walked into my life.”
She turned away and tossed her purse on the table. She held on to the back of the couch for a second before turning around to face me. There was still disbelief written all over her face. If she wasn’t going to believe what I told her, maybe she would believe what I showed her.
“One of two things is going to happen here, Madison. Either you are going to tell me to walk out that door and this night is over….” I stepped close enough until I could feel the warmth of her body. “Or you are going to tell me to stay. But, make no mistake about it, if I stay, I am going to make you mine tonight and wipe away any doubts from your mind.”
I saw the surprise on her face. If she told me to leave, I’d leave, but there was no fucking way I wanted that to happen.
“What’s it going to be, Madison? Do I stay or do I go?” I realized I was holding my breath while I waited for her to respond.
Her eyes dilated and then she pressed her lips together before taking a deep breath. She spoke barely louder than a whisper. “Stay.”
“Say it again, Madison.”
“I want you to stay.”
That was all I needed. One hand went to the small of her back and the other to the back of her head. I pulled her in for a kiss. There was no slow gentle build up like the day on her porch. I kissed her like a man desperate for his woman. She responded instantly. I nipped at her bottom lip and I heard her gasp. I picked her up so that her legs were straddling my waist.
“Which way to your bedroom?”
She looked at me with desire filling her eyes and nodded down the hall. As I carried her to her room, I kissed my way down her neck, biting lightly at her shoulder. Her fingers were entwined in my hair and she pulled me closer. I kicked her bedroom door open and then put her on her feet. I grabbed her face in my hands and took her in. She was fucking beautiful.
I kissed her again. The way she kissed me back, eager and wanting, shredded the last bit of self-control I had. I reached aro
und to grab the zipper of her dress. It snagged for a second. No time for this. I grabbed a handful of material in each hand and ripped the dress down the back. She gasped in shock.
“I’ll buy you a new one.” My voice was gruff. Commanding. Her eyes dilated. My guess had been that Madison desired a man who took control in bed and by her reaction, I knew I was right.
The dress, what was left of it, fell to the ground and puddled around her feet. I kicked it away from her. She looked hot as hell in the little black lace set she was wearing. Her tits all soft and put on display. Her nipples were hard and straining against the fabric. My eyes made a slow perusal of her body, savoring every curve. I reached up with one finger and pulled the lace, letting her nipple poke through. Then I did the same to the other side.
My thumbs circled each nipple. Her breathing accelerated. I pressed harder and was rewarded with her moaning and tossing her head back. I increased the pressure while I leaned in and kissed down her neck. Her fingernails dug into my arm and she was growing more needy. More impatient. That’s when I pulled away. I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it to the floor.
“Strip for me, Madison. Right now.”
She hesitated.
“Now, Madison. I want you to know without a shadow of a doubt that it’s you I want to be inside. That it’s you I get rock hard for. That it’s you I dream about fucking until you are spent. Strip.”
I was afraid for a moment that I pushed her too hard, but her body’s reactions told me she was turned on by my demands. She removed her bra and then her panties. When she was about to kick off her shoes, I stopped her.
“Keep the shoes."
I grabbed a couple of condoms out of my pocket and threw them on the bedside table. I watched her eyes track my every movement. With more patience than I actually felt, I slowly made a show of taking off the rest of my clothes. Desire flamed in her eyes and she licked her lips. That was the end of my control. In two quick steps I was in front of her. I picked her up off her feet and tossed her on the bed. She looked so fucking delicious. I bent over the bed and sucked on her nipple. She entwined her fingers through my hair, pulling me harder against her. I took more of her breast in my mouth while my hand caressed the other.
“Jace.”
Fuck. The way she moaned my name. So full of desire and need.
“Say my name again, baby.”
“Jace.”
I kissed my way up her chest, her neck. I nipped at her earlobe.
“It’s so fucking hot the way you say my name.” I sucked at the skin at the base of her neck. Her moan was the most delicious thing I ever heard. I tangled my hands in her hair and looked in her eyes. I needed to see the desire there. I needed her to see mine. Madison gasped and I knew she saw it. That there was no doubt how much I wanted her.
Her hands started to explore my body. Hesitantly at first, but then she let her desire guide her. She ran her hands down my abs and I started to breathe faster. Her hand reached my cock and she ran it up and down my length a few times. Then she wrapped her hand around me and started to stroke hard, her thumb playing with the tip with each pass.
“Fuck, Madison.” I kissed her hard. My tongue slipped into her mouth. I needed to taste her. I really needed to taste her. I broke the kiss and slid down her body.
My eyes never left hers as I pinned one thigh to the bed and then the other. My fingers teased her up the inside of one leg and then the other. Those beautiful hazel eyes filled with anticipation. Normally, I would have had much more finesse. Taken more time. But, I wanted Madison more than I had ever wanted any other woman. I never broke eye contact with her as I brought my mouth to her clit. I licked her in a circle and then sucked hard. She called out my name and her thighs fought against my hands. I licked her harder. I looked up and saw pleasure take over her face. I changed my stroke, circling her clit. Her legs started to shake and her back started to arch off the bed. Her hand gripped the sheets. Her moans were the hottest fucking thing I ever heard. She was so close. I kept the same pressure, the same motion. Then she grabbed my hair with her hands and screamed my name over and over as she came. I had to look at her. Wanted to see the bliss I put on her face. I licked her through her release, only stopping when her body became so sensitive she started to twitch.
I kissed my way up her body, stopping to nibble on her neck. She grabbed my face in her hands and pulled me in for a kiss. This was the woman who kissed me on the porch that day. I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.
“Fuck, Madison. I need to be inside you.”
She nodded in response. Her breathing was accelerated. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest.
I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. I tore up the package and rolled it on. I sucked on her breast as I positioned myself over her. I rocked my hips as I entered her inch by inch. Until my cock was buried deep inside her. Madison’s eyes fluttered closed.
“Open your eyes, Madison. Look at me.” I spoke in a whispered command. I smiled at her when her eyes popped open. “You are so damn beautiful.”
On my next stroke, she tossed her head back and moaned.
“So good, Jace.” She spoke on stilted words.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I adjusted my angle until I was even deeper inside her. I thrust into her harder and faster. The last of my control long gone.
The sounds of our moans and of our bodies coming together filled the air. Her nipples were taut, her breathing rushed, and I could feel her pulsing against me.
“Yes! Jace! Yes! Don’t stop!”
The sound of her screaming my name during her release was ecstasy. I was on the edge of my own release. I fucked her harder. I pulled her arms up over her head and laced my fingers through hers. My eyes pressed closed. I groaned her name as I came. It surprised me how taken back I was by the intensity of the moment. The intensity of my feelings for her.
I kissed her forehead, her cheek, her lips. We lingered there for a moment, just so I could keep the connection a little bit longer. Then I got up and went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. When I got back, I stopped short. The pleasure that had been so evident on her face was gone.
She was overthinking again. Time to put a stop to that. I crawled back into bed and pulled her into my arms, spooning her. She went willingly but I could still sense the tension in her body. I kissed her temple.
“That was absolutely amazing.” I ran my hand through her hair as I lifted my head and looked into her eyes.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Why, you don’t think so?” I questioned.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Good. I can’t leave my woman unsatisfied.”
I saw her eyes light up when I called her my woman, but then they were filled with doubt again. I needed to find a way to get through to her. I was lost in that thought when she spoke again.
“I’ve never been loud like that before. I don’t know what came over me.”
I put my finger under her chin and lift her face so she would look at me.
“You lost yourself to the moment. That is nothing to be embarrassed about. It was sexy. Intense. Do you know how good it made me feel to know I was bringing you that much pleasure?”
A smile spread across her face. “I think it may have been more enjoyable for me than for you, though.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked in confusion.
“Your mouth is magic. I kind of just went along for the ride this time.”
“Madison, this isn’t a competition. Sure, when two people have sex there is a certain amount of selfishness. You want to feel good. But, the bigger part, the more important part, is giving pleasure to the person you are with.” I saw her get ready to speak and I knew what she was going to say, so I interrupted her. “This was the first time we’ve had sex. We have so many more times to explore each other. To learn what pleases each other. But, Madison, I have never enjoyed being with someone as much as I enjoyed being with you tonight.”
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“Really?”
“Absolutely. I wouldn’t lie.” I kissed the top of her head.
She pulled the sheet over herself.
I snuggled her tighter. “Are you cold, baby?”
“No, not really.”
“Then why are you covering yourself?” I knew why.
She shrugged.
“You’re beautiful, Madison. I want to look at you. I enjoy looking at you. Besides, I’ve already seen all of you.”
She lowered the sheet. Just to her waist, but it was a start. She was more relaxed now. Her face looked more content. I let my hand roam her body. Over her arm, her belly. Nothing overtly sexual, but I could sense the change in her body. The way she leaned into me. The change in the rhythm of her breathing. I couldn’t help but to grin.
“Jace.” It was just one whispered word, but it said so much.
“Hmmm?” I caressed her breast and she arched her back pressing herself against my hand. I ran my lips down her neck and was rewarded with the most delicious moan.
She took my hand and brought it down to her clit. I was already hard, but her taking control like that had me like granite. I worked her clit. She was already so fucking wet. I slipped two fingers inside her and then a third. She reached back and grabbed my cock, stroking it hard.
“Jace, I want to fuck you again.”
Fuck yes. Her voicing that declaration almost made me blow right in her hand. I grabbed her top leg and moved her knee closer to her chest. I grabbed my cock in my hand and started to rub against her. Fuck. Condom. The thought shocked me. I never got that carried away. I grabbed the condom from the nightstand, ripped the packet open with my teeth, then rolled it on.
I slid into her, pulling her back closer to my chest. Slow, steady strokes. The angle allowed me to hit her G-spot. She brought her arm up behind my neck and pulled me closer. I thrusted harder but kept the rhythm steady.
I spoke in her ear while my fingers teased her nipple. “So good, baby. You are so wet. I can feel you soaking me. You’re going to make me come so hard.”
Her response was barely coherent. “Oh, God. It’s…Jace…I can’t…” Her free hand was clawing at the sheet. Her body was on fire. She was close. I moved a little faster and she gasped.