Madison's Choice

by Skye Michaels

  He knew she was a little anxious, and he murmured encouragement as he slowly spread her legs. Her pussy was damp, and he could see that she was beginning to tremble with want. He ran his finger around her pulsing clit, barely touching her heated flesh, and moisture flooded her sex. She moved restlessly as she strained for a firmer touch. Taking his time, Ross played with the little bundle of nerves between her legs, rubbing in firm, tight circles as she came apart in his hands. She was glorious. The look of wanton pleasure on her face delighted him.

  Unable to wait any longer, he positioned his steel-hard cock against the center of her pleasure and drove into her with a firm thrust. He stilled, waiting for her body to stretch and accommodate itself to his full possession. He watched the play of emotions cross her face, and when she had relaxed, he began the gentle rocking that escalated into a fierce pounding and a final violent climax. He had wanted to make this first time last longer, but it had been impossible. They had all night, and he was far from finished. He drifted into sleep on the stream of contentment flowing through his system.

  * * * *

  Maddie woke during the night to the wonderful feeling of Ross’s broad, hard chest against her back. She reveled in it. It had been so long since she had felt like this. His cock stirred against her bottom, and she wiggled back against him in invitation. He raised her leg, and his hand slipped down to explore the wetness between her thighs. The sensation was amazing. She had missed the uninhibited intimacy they had shared. He nibbled her ear and rubbed the heat of his solid erection against her bottom, stretching the moment until he would take her eager pussy again. She was hot and wet and couldn’t wait a moment longer for his full possession. He continued to tease her. He rubbed his cock erotically against her backside as her arousal escalated.

  He played with her wet pussy and stroked her heated flesh with his rigid length. She was becoming desperate to have him fill her. Finally, when she thought she couldn’t endure his teasing any more, he thrust his hard cock into her and began rocking her to oblivion. Electricity tingled up her spine and to the tips of her fingers and toes as he made her body soar. As she was falling into the sensual abyss, he pounded into her hot, steamy inner passion, and her muscles convulsed around his shaft. He took her over the edge as his cock pulsed with each rippling wave of exquisite pleasure. She floated down from the heights as her heartbeat returned to normal, and she drifted contentedly back to sleep.

  * * * *

  When they awoke Sunday morning, the sun was just beginning to shine in the window next to her bed. Ross rolled over and pulled her up against his chest for a good morning kiss.

  “Good morning, princess. Did you sleep well?” He grinned and brushed her hair back out of her face, and then he ran his hands down her body. She looked like a well-satisfied cat that had licked up all the cream.

  “Pretty well, but I felt this presence behind me during the night,” she teased. Laughing, he jumped out of bed, lifted her into his arms, and walked to the shower. She still had a sleepy look on her face.

  “Well, rise and shine. I could eat a horse. Let’s pick up Nickie, and then we can go out for breakfast.” After he had adjusted the spray to the near boiling temperature he preferred, he stepped into the stinging spray and drenched them both. He finally put her down long enough to kiss her senseless and picked her up again as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He surged into her tight sheath as lightning rocked through his system, and he roughly nuzzled her neck. He struggled to breathe as he felt the ecstasy shudder through her, and he lost himself in the sensation of his mouth on her nipple. His morning stubble rasping over the creamy skin of her breasts. He braced her up against the shower wall and drove into her over and over with a pounding rhythm until he pushed her over the edge into a loud and enthusiastic orgasm. His vision clouded, and he was ready to explode. Finally, he followed her over the edge into intense pleasure. When his cock had stopped pulsing in her pussy, he withdrew to let her stand on her own legs. He laid his head in the crook of her shoulder and just let his heartbeat return to normal.

  “Are you okay? I know it’s been a long time for you. I don’t want to make you sore.”

  “If I was any more okay, I don’t think I could stand up,” she murmured in his ear. He took the sea sponge, lathered it with sweet-smelling lavender soap, and washed her body, turning her around to soap her back. She returned the favor, and they just stood and let the water pound down on them.

  “Okay, we have to move,” he said. “We really can’t stand in the shower all day, as appealing as that seems right now.”

  They picked up Nickie and, ignoring the inquiring stares of her parents, went out to breakfast, and spent the remainder of Sunday trail riding and swimming in the pond. Nickie’s mood had improved once he realized he wasn’t going to miss out on the fun or the attention of both of his parents. Madison had packed sandwiches in her saddle bags together with frozen bottles of water and fruit. After lunch, they zoned out on blankets under the trees. Maddie read her Kindle, and the guys played games on the iPad she had brought along. It was a wonderful, relaxing afternoon. Ross thought it was turning out to be a fabulous summer for all of them. They got drenched by the afternoon showers as they returned to the barn. They were all laughing uproariously as they un-tacked their horses, hosed them down in the rain, and put them up with nice, fat, green flakes of hay.

  * * * *

  They had dinner with Robbie, Mike, Grammy Barb and the kids. It was clear to Robbie that the relationship dynamics had definitely changed between Ross and Maddie. Their new understanding could be seen in the way he ran his hand down her back or played with her hair, or the way she put her hand on his arm or brushed the hair back from his forehead. The intimacy was clear in their demeanor and attitude. Robbie looked at Mike and raised her eyebrow. He smiled back at her and wiggled both of his eyebrows. They clearly were thrilled. They had been hoping Ross and Maddie could work it out. They adored their new nephew and wanted a real family for him.

  After dinner, while they relaxed in the wicker rocking chairs on the front porch, Robbie told Ross and Maddie that she and Mike had reserved the Coastal Cottage Suite at Le Club for the following weekend but would be unable to use it as another obligation had come up. They asked if Ross and Maddie wanted to use the suite.

  When Robbie saw the surprise on their faces, she laughed and said, “Guys. It’s only a very nice hotel suite. What you do in it is up to you. You can get away for the weekend while being right down the street from home. I’m sure Pat and Jim would be happy to keep Nickie for the weekend. You can have dinner at the club, hang out by the pool, and just relax. Anything else is totally up to you.” She gave them an impish grin. Ross and Maddie looked at each other. Their expressions told her that they thought it was an interesting idea but that they would have to think about it.

  * * * *

  In the car on the way back to Maddie’s house, Ross said, “Well, what do you think about using the suite for the weekend? The club is gorgeous, and I’m sure we’d have a good time. It would be nice to get away alone for a couple of days. I know Mike and Robbie play those BDSM games, but I’ve never really understood it.

  “Me either, but I have to admit to being a little curious about it.” She giggled. “I want to be Anne Boleyn.”

  “Come on, babe. That would mean I’d have to be Henry VIII. Have a heart. Anyway, she got her head chopped off.” They both laughed uproariously, and Nickie frowned. He clearly did not get the joke, which only made them laugh harder.

  “Let’s think about it. I’m leaning toward saying yes. I’ll see if Nickie can spend the weekend with my parents.”

  “It’s up to you. It might be fun. At the very least we’d eat very well, and the, uhhh, other part is all consensual.” He knew the little pitcher in the backseat had extremely big ears, and they were tuned in to the conversation in the front seat. “Mike has explained it to me. Can you picture Robbie doing anything she didn’t want to do? Not very damn likely.”
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  Chapter Twenty

  On Monday, Maddie spoke to Anne Sutton, her boss, about the following weekend. “Maddie, it would be fine for you to use the suite in place of Robbie and Mike. You and Ross have already signed confidentiality agreements. It’s really no big deal. You can do as little or as much as you like. No one judges the behavior of others here. That’s one of the great things about it.” Anne picked up her coffee cup and started back to her own office.

  “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try. I just feel a little weird about it.”

  “Before I started dating Jamie Devereau, I never participated in any club activities. I didn’t have anything against it, but it had just never been my thing. I have to tell you that it can be an absolute hoot! I have never laughed so hard. Take it all with a grain of salt, and see where it takes you. At the very least, you’ll have some great laughs, a really good time, and some good food!”

  “I think I’ll tell Ross I want to do it. I think he’ll really be surprised.”

  “I say it’s all for fun. If it’s not fun, don’t do it!”

  * * * *

  The following Friday afternoon after their regular riding lesson and trail ride, they dropped Nickie off at his grandparents’ house for the weekend. Nickie had made some slight objections that were handled by a raised eyebrow from Ross. Maddie and Ross checked into the Coastal Cottage Suite.

  Although Maddie had seen the suite before, she saw it now through new eyes, as a guest. She had to admit she was impressed. Not only was it beautiful and comfortable, but everything that could be done to make guests feel welcome had been done. There was a beautiful fruit basket on the counter in the kitchen, a chilled bottle of champagne, as well as snacks, drinks, coffee, and all the small amenities. The club really made an effort to see to all of the details.

  “This is really nice! I think we are going to have a great time,” she said as she put her tote bag down on the couch. She sat down and put her feet up. “I have to say, this beats the heck out of doing laundry and chores!”

  “Stick with me, kid!” Ross laughed as he sat down beside her.

  “Oh really? I thought I was the one who wanted to come, and you were just humoring me.”

  “There is a little bit of truth to that, but I think we’ll have a good time,” he said as he nuzzled her neck hopefully.

  She bounced back up off the couch, grinned, and said, “I’m going to the pool. That’s where all the action is around here. I have heard stories…You can go to the gym or something, or stretch out on the veranda and take a nap. I’ll see you when it’s time to dress for dinner.”

  He looked slightly disappointed and started to protest when she continued, “I expect to be wined and dined, buddy. You’re going to have to put some effort into this weekend. And about Anne Boleyn…”

  He looked chagrinned and said, “You’re absolutely right. Anne Boleyn it is. I’ll see about reserving a theme room. See you later, babe.”

  Maddie was surprised and delighted to find her old friend Kelly Devereau at the pool reading a book. “Hi, Maddie! How’s it going? Do you like the job? I really enjoyed myself here, especially after I loosened up a bit. It can be a little overwhelming at first!”

  “The job is good. Anne is great. I have the flexibility I need for Nickie.” She hesitated. “I don’t know how much has gone around about Ross and me, but I guess you know that we have reconnected. I’m spending the weekend here with him. His brother and sister-in-law couldn’t use the suite, so we are taking advantage of it.”

  “I had heard some rumblings about Ross Hamilton being Nickie’s dad. Is that true?”

  Maddie filled her old friend in on what had happened nine years ago and why she had left school and moved to New Jersey. Kelly was amazed. “I never knew any of that. I just knew that you had left school and moved away. When I spoke with you a couple of years later and found out you had a son, I just never connected it to your moving away. I wish you had confided in me. I might have been able to help or at least have been a shoulder to lean on and an ear to listen.”

  “Kelly, I was so distraught that I wasn’t thinking very rationally. I just knew I wanted the baby, and I knew I didn’t want to have to be an unwed mother here. It would have been just too humiliating for me and for my parents. I never really considered contacting Ross or the Hamiltons. I might have if I had really needed help, but I had Grammatha and my parents. They were all great.”

  “Wow. That’s a lot for an eighteen-year-old to handle. I have to give you a lot of credit. I’ve enjoyed the pictures you sent me over the years of Nickie, but his resemblance to Ross and Mike Hamilton just never registered. I bet they were surprised! How did Ross take it?”

  “Well, apparently there was a little dust up after Robbie Hamilton saw the pictures for the first time in my office. I think she actually wondered if Mike was involved. Anyway, Mike remembered me, of course, and all that had happened that summer with Ross’s jumper, Flashfire, getting killed on the road. He put it together pretty quickly and came to see me. When I had a Hamilton standing in front of me and the pictures of Nickie on my desk, there wasn’t much I could do but admit that Ross was his father.”

  “Oh boy. I bet that went over like a lead balloon.”

  “Mike was always very kind to me, even back that summer after the accident. He did say that he wasn’t going to keep the information from Ross, but he gave me a little time to think about it and get it together. I really appreciated that. Ross called me immediately, and we agreed to meet here for dinner with his family to talk. He was angry at first, but I told him everything I just told you. God, we were both kids. I didn’t think he would ever forgive me for Flashfire’s accident, and I didn’t think that would be a good start for any of us.”

  “What did he say about you not telling him?”

  “He was pretty upset naturally, but he wants to be a dad to Nickie. You know, I feel guilty that he missed so much. I just don’t really know that I could have done anything differently. I’m really grateful that Ross and Nickie have connected so strongly. I knew that Nickie missed having a father, and it broke my heart that it was the one thing I couldn’t give him. He’s a great kid—smart, fun, loving. He’s a carbon copy of his father. I’m praying that this works out for all of us. By the way, what’s with the little tummy? Are you expecting? You have that glow.”

  “Yes. I’m so happy but a little scared. I’m due in December. Maybe he will be a Christmas baby. Justin is thrilled. I had to stop my martial arts training. Justin absolutely refuses to let me take any falls or kicks. He says I have to be satisfied with continuing the katas, you know the exercise routines, but that’s it until after the baby is born.”

  “Well, that’s only sensible. There’s no reason to take unnecessary chances.”

  “That’s what Justin says. He does still let me get on a horse and walk, no hard trotting or cantering. I think he’d wrap me up in cotton batting and tie me to a chair if he could.”

  “That’s really nice. Enjoy it. I’m so glad for you. I wish it had been like that for me,” Maddie said wistfully.

  * * * *

  Ross found the gym to be as luxurious as the rest of the facilities. He was just hitting his stride on the treadmill when Justin Devereau and Jason Steele came in. Ross knew both men, and greetings were exchanged.

  “Mike told me he had some Breeder’s Association meeting out of town this weekend and that you might be using the suite. Glad you could make it,” Jason said as he set up the weight bench he liked to use. “You’ve never been here to use the facilities before, have you?”

  “Uhh. No,” Ross said a little uncomfortably. “I’ve been here for dinner a few times.”

  Justin said, “Just relax and enjoy it. Do as much or as little as you like. Most of us are not into any of the heavy stuff. It’s all for fun—a game. It’s a great place to get away and have complete privacy.” He settled at the rowing machine and began a rhythmic stroke to the beat of the rock music playing on t
he sound system.

  Jason said, “My wife had something to do with our daughter this afternoon, but she’ll be here for dinner tonight. We’ll see you around over the weekend, probably have breakfast or lunch together or see you at the pool. There’s no reason to be self-conscious. Can you imagine Robbie and Mike doing anything you would hate?”

  “Oh, please! I don’t need that visual.” He laughed. Ross was grateful. He had just booked the Royal Bedchamber theme room for after dinner, complete with costumes, and he was a little uneasy about it. He knew both these men were Mike’s very good friends, and their words of encouragement made him feel a little better. He knew he had to come up with some sort of theme or play in his head prior to taking Madison to the theme room. He couldn’t just stand there like a dunce, dressed as Henry VIII. Jeez. I have to be ready with a plan. This is really stressful. “Uhh, how do you come up with what to say and all?”

  Justin answered. “Just keep it simple. Don’t try to overdo, especially at first. Just a simple idea works the best. You’ll be surprised at how it gets your adrenalin pumping. Even Max and Ana use the facilities every now and then. I never thought I’d see that day.”

  “Thanks. I feel a little better. I think I’ll stop by the library and see what ideas I can come up with, maybe Google Anne Boleyn. I’ll be more comfortable if I’m prepared.”