by King,Imani
The song ended, and Shane turned to me. I saw the question in his eyes, and I felt that girl of nineteen again rising up inside me. The one who said, “No strings attached?”
I moved closer to him. I was surprised when he pushed me backward, but it was only for a moment while he swung his leg over the bench so that he could straddle it. Then he turned me around so that my back was to him.
I felt my breath hitch as he pulled me backward into him. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and we stared out the window at the sky. I couldn’t help but note the hard thrust of his cock against the small of my back, though, and my mouth went dry.
“I want you to stay with me tonight,” he whispered in my ear. I felt him nuzzle it with first his nose and then his lips, and I felt my nipples tighten and lift against his hands, which he had cupped as if to feel their weight. “Will you stay with me, Maddy?”
His husky question mixed with the sensations of desire that he was drilling up from the depths of my inner being made me feel drunk and wild, even though I’d barely had more than a single drink. This man drove me crazy in a way that no other man could. He made me want to throw caution to the wind and be free.
I didn’t respond to his question, because really there was no point. I could pretend to fight him and this desire that I had for him, but it would overwhelm me. He would overwhelm me. Not because his will was greater than mine, but because I wanted it as badly as he did. He knew it as well as I did.
Arching my back against his chest, my hands rose up to clasp around the base of his neck. I knew that this movement offered my breasts to him in a kind of erotic sacrifice. His hands palmed their weight again and flicked the tight nubs of my nipples, causing me to moan. Then he began the slow, methodical unbuttoning of each one of the buttons on my staid, professional shirt.
He took his time, and I shifted back against him as to urge him forward, and I heard his chuckle against my ear. “Eager, are we? Don’t worry, baby. You won’t be disappointed. We’ve got all night.”
Actually, we didn’t. I would have to go home at some point, if for no other reason than I had to be there to see Scarlet before she left for school. Those were questions I didn’t want to answer quite yet. Plus, it wouldn’t do to show up on my second day of work wearing the exact same clothes I had been wearing on the first day.
I could see our reflection in the glass of the doors and saw Shane was watching my reaction carefully even as his hands pulled the sides of the shirt apart. I let him pull it down and slip it off my shoulders. I said a silent prayer of thanks that I had unpacked my sexier lingerie earlier that week. Maybe there was a part of me that had known this was where I would end up, even if I hadn’t been consciously aware of it.
His eyes held mine in the glass even as I felt the loosening of the fabric as he unlatched the clasp of my bra. I felt myself begin to tremble as he slid the straps down my shoulders, and the thin bit of silk was gone. I was bare before his hungry eyes,
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he said. His voice was so low that the vibration sent a thrill through my body. His eyes were bright with unspoken need. “Stand up.”
I didn’t hesitate to push to my feet. He took my hips and spun me around to face him, his face at eye level with my breasts. His hands skimmed up and down my curves, and his eyes followed them. It was as if he was memorizing every inch of my skin.
The few extra pounds I’d always carried around had gained a few friends since college, but I felt as if Shane was worshiping me, not looking for flaws. I settled my hands on his shoulders and felt the jump of his muscles under my fingertips. The man was nothing but a hard rock of muscles everywhere. In the office earlier that day, he had been wearing that tight gray t-shirt. And now I could explore every last inch of his body, just as I’d wanted this morning.
It had taken every bit of sheer willpower to tear my eyes away from him. I had somehow managed to pull it together enough to say a few words, but I didn’t remember what they were. I had managed to leave the room without throwing myself at Shane’s feet. Barely.
Now, as his lips closed the gap between us and his lips settled on my nipple, I felt myself pushing toward him again. Everything about this felt right. Perhaps that’s why I had been so adamant about closing him out before.
The one night we were together, it felt as if we belonged together. He could read every twitch and tremble of my body like the sheet music for his piano. His hands found every delicate spot and touched me in a way that was reverent, yet demanding. There was nothing that I wouldn’t do if he asked me to.
He shifted me again so that my butt hit the keys of the piano, and they made a sharp, rattling noise that barely broke through the haze of my consciousness. All I was aware of was Shane’s hands, and his mouth, and his tongue.
It swirled around my nipple, and then he gave it a slight tug with his teeth that should have been painful, but it was just on the edge of that threshold between pleasure and pain. I heard the sound of a zipper and didn’t realize it was mine until the skirt I was wearing fell to the floor to puddle around my heels. My black thong panties followed a moment later.
Shane stood then and loomed over me before sweeping me up into his arms. I thought he was going to take me to the bedroom, but instead, he set me on top of the piano. He nudged my thighs apart so that he stood between them. We were almost at eye level.
I saw a nakedness in his expression that took my breath away. It seemed hard to believe that a man like Shane could be vulnerable, but I could read it there. For as far as he’d come from that boy who had avoided his father’s fists and dealt with the mental anguish of his mother’s untimely death, that boy was still there beneath the surface.
He was waiting for something. He was waiting for me to say something.
I rested my palms against this hard planes of his cheekbones. He was handsome in a rugged, hard kind of way. I pushed forward on the piano until my butt was on the very edge, and I pressed myself up against him just reaching his lips. He didn’t move. He was as still as a statue.
My lips met his, but he didn’t even twitch. What was it he wanted from me? I didn’t know why I even bothered asking myself that question. Shane wanted what he had wanted all along. Verbal confirmation of something that I kept holding back from him.
“I’ll stay with you, Shane,” I whispered against his lips.
It was as if my words released a torrent of desire inside of him. I barely had time to catch my breath before his lips plunged down on mine and rocked me backward. His lips and hands were everywhere, and I stretched backward onto the cool top of the piano bracing my body with my hands behind me.
I allowed him to touch me wherever he wanted because everywhere, every single touch caused the beginning of a build of warmth in my core. It wasn’t just that it had been years since I’d had a decent orgasm with anyone other than myself, but it was also the breaking through of emotions that I thought I had long ago buried.
When Shane dropped to his knees, and I felt his tongue begin its slow ascent from the back of my knee up my thigh, I let out a small moan of delight. His hot breath against my skin was a stark contrast to the cool, hard surface underneath me. The feeling was exquisite, but it had nothing on the sparks of liquid fire that shot off inside of me when his tongue dove between my wet folds.
I stiffened even as I sat up enough so that I could dig my fingers deep into his short hair.
“God, I’ve missed tasting you,” Shane said, his words muffled by my thighs, but his eyes were on my face. “Even if it was only one time.”
“Don’t stop,” I said in a heavy gasp.
He grinned at me and went back to work, which consisted of a hard suck on my clit which brought another sharp moan to my lips. He teased me to the edge and then stopped to kiss my stomach or my belly button. He’d wait until I started to shudder with need, and then he’d dip his head back between my thighs again. It was an erotic game of peek-a-boo, and I loved every minute of it.
“P
lease,” I said. I wasn’t even sure what exactly I was begging for other than the release that had been denied to me for so long. Shane stood up, and I went straight for his belt buckle. “You’re wearing too many clothes,” I said with a wicked grin. “Show me that Super Bowl worthy ass.”
If there was a record for the fastest clothes removal, I was pretty sure that Shane would have just won it by a mile. But he gave me exactly the eyeful I had been waiting for, and my mouth watered as I finally took in the stark beauty of his long, lean, hard body including his stiff cock, which stood up straight and at attention.
“That’s for later,” he said as he gripped my hips and yanked my body close to his. “I’ve waited too long for this.”
“Too long,” I agreed as I hooked my arms around him. His mouth found mine, and I tasted myself on his tongue. I eagerly reached for him, but he batted my hand away. When I felt my body rise up off the piano, I stifled a yelp.
“Let’s talk about long,” he said against my lips.
I gasped as he moved my hips so that as I straddled him, and my body sank down onto his hard girth. He gave me just enough room on the piano so that I didn’t feel like I was falling, but that thought left my mind as he began to move against me.
“God babe, you are so fucking tight,” he groaned. “You fit me like a glove.”
I didn’t remember Shane being much of a talker, but I didn’t mind at all, especially when he made me feel like the sexiest, most desirable woman in the world.
I hooked my arm around his shoulder and braced myself as he moved against me. He slid out just enough to tease me and then slammed back into me. My head fell backward. The build was coming in waves even faster now, and I knew there was nothing I could do to stop it from overwhelming me, and I didn’t want to.
“Yes! Shane, yes!” My voice came out in a short scream as the pleasure crested over me, and I felt a brief flash of pain as Shane yanked the back of my hair so that my eyes locked with his. I saw the tightening lines around his mouth, and then I felt the hard swell of his release inside of me as he climaxed.
He buried his head in the crook of my neck even as his body shook against mine. I wrapped both my arms and my legs around his body cradling him close to me. For this moment, we were complete. The rest, well, the rest of the world would be waiting to invade this bliss far too soon. I wasn’t in any hurry to face it.
CHAPTER SEVEN
I woke up feeling as if I had the best night of sleep of my entire life, even though I was pretty sure Maddy and I hadn’t gotten much sleep at all the night before. The interlude on the piano led to another one in the bedroom that I was pretty sure lasted for at least a couple of hours. I was officially addicted. I couldn’t get enough of her. Those were the thoughts in my mind as I stretched across the bed and felt it was warm but empty. I opened his eyes and saw Maddy standing there getting dressed.
“Where you going, beautiful?”
Maddy looked at me with a soft smile. “Some of us do have to work early, and I have to go home first.”
I looked at the clock. It said 5:30 am. I patted the bed next to me. “Come back to bed. I’ll call in sick for you.”
“Calling in sick for the doctor? I think not. Thanks, though. It’s only my second week, Shane. I still need to make a good impression in this job. It’s important.”
“You said something about that last night,” I said as I pulled myself into a sitting position. I had been so intent on getting Maddy into my bed that I hadn’t stopped to ask too many questions about her life now and what had brought her to D.C. I supposed it would be a good idea to slow down now. “I honestly thought that you would never leave Rosewood.”
Madeleine winced, and I sensed that I had hit a nerve.
“This job is a fresh start for a lot of reasons, but primarily it’s going to give me some extra room to be able to help my parents out financially. One of their employees embezzled a lot of money from them, and it’s put the business and their finances in bad shape. So getting a job with the Gilmore Institute and the raise that came with it was a big coup for me.”
That didn’t surprise me at all. The practice that Madeleine had joined was the largest and best in Washington D.C. That’s why it had been a natural fit to also provide support for the Redskins.
“I’m sure everything will be fine. Your folks are smart. They’ve had their business for what, ten years?”
“Fifteen. And to be honest, they’re pretty shit at it. Just like I said. Or weren’t you listening?” Madeleine shoved her shirt into her skirt and winked at me. It was clear that she wasn’t going to say much else on the topic.
“Well, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad thing for them to start over. They could even move here to D.C.”
Madeleine looked at me in surprise. “The business is all my parents know how to do. I promised that I might help out to try to keep the business going until they might find a way to save it. They’ve done so much for me over the years. They’re just staying with me right now… helping me out. For the time being.”
I sensed there was more to that statement than she was letting on, but Madeleine didn’t give me a chance to ask anything else.
Helping her with what?
She leaned across the bed and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. I moved to pull her back into bed with me, but she moved quicker than me. I had to admire that; not many people were faster than me in close quarters.
“When will I see you again?”
“I do have appointments with a couple of your team members later today,” she said somewhat reluctantly. “I’ll be onsite for most of the day.”
“Give me a minute. I’ll take a shower, and then we can go in together.”
“I told you I have to go home first. Thanks, though,” Maddy said.
I felt as if she was slipping away from me then. I got up out of bed, and I saw that she was surprised that I moved so quickly and seemed unfazed by the fact that I was naked as she averted her eyes from my lower extremities. It probably also had to do with the fact that my erection was completely on display.
I pulled her into my arms. “This isn’t a one-night thing. I hope you know that. I don’t want that again. Never again.”
She bit her lip and looked down to the floor. ”We’ll talk later. I have to go,” she said. She gently pushed off of my chest and moved away. She gave me a small wave she left the room. I couldn’t help but feel as if a warm ray of sunshine had somehow disappeared from my life.
I waited impatiently until the afternoon wondering if she would text or call. By then, I’d heard the whispers from my teammates that alerted me to the fact that the new hot doctor was on the premises. I was still feeling a little sore about the way that Maddy left that morning, but I told myself that we just had to give it some time. I couldn’t expect her to just jump into a relationship when we hadn’t seen each other for almost a decade. I had been the one back then who’d been willing to make the commitment, but Maddy had been the one with the cool tone who broke it off.
She told me it was for my own good. She told me that she didn’t want to be the one that stood in the way of my dreams. She had been completely wedded to Rosewood back then. It was where she’d grown up, and it was where her parents were. In a way I kind of understood it, which was another reason I was so surprised to see her there in D.C. It seemed times had changed.
I made my way through the building to the gym that also served as the rehabilitation area. I had been lucky to have spent barely any time there during the course of my four years so far with the Redskins, but other teammates of mine had not been so lucky. I did have an old injury, which is what led me to run into Maddy in the first place.
I might have to injure myself again just so I can keep running into her.
As I walked through the door, I caught sight of Maddy immediately. She was working on Marvin Griffin’s arm. Marvin was one of my best friends on the team, and I knew he wouldn’t mind if I encroached on his time with the doctor. Some of the othe
r players were quite touchy about the fact that they were injured, but Marvin had been playing professional ball for over eight years. He had seen it all. He also was my unofficial mentor as well as best friend.
I saw Marvin’s face crack into a wide grin when he caught sight of me. “What are you doing slumming around here?”
Madeleine half turned and caught sight of me. I saw her eyes widen for a second. She had the professional demeanor firmly intact, no doubt about it. She was probably concerned that I was going to say something that would damage her credibility. But if she did think that, she didn’t know me at all. I crossed the room at a slow gait and offered my hand to Marvin.
“How’s the new doc treating you?” I asked.
“The shoulder feels better already,” Marvin said. He stretched his arm out wide as if to prove his point. “I just hope that they give me the clearance to play on Sunday.”
Madeleine checked her chart and gave a cluck of her tongue. “We’ll see what we can do, Marvin. But we don’t want to rush you back and have you re-injure yourself right away again, do we?”
Marvin slid off the table. “Nope. I’ve got a lot of years on these tires still. Gotta keep everything tuned up like a well-oiled machine. Thanks for everything. Now I’m off to go lift some weights.” He started laughing when he saw Maddy’s shocked expression. “I’m just pulling your leg, Doc. I know the drill.”
I laughed as well. That was just Marvin’s way. He was the team’s unofficial comedian, and he could always be counted on to crack a joke and lighten the mood when things got tense. He waved at me to join him as he started to leave, but I held up a hand. “I’ve got a quick question for the doc. I’ll see you on the field.”
I noted Marvin’s raised eyebrows. We both knew that there wasn’t anything physically wrong with me at the moment, otherwise I would have mentioned it to him. But I didn’t care if he decided to start speculating. I’d tell him the score later. Right now, I had eyes only for the woman who’d spent the night in my bed. As soon as Marvin was out of earshot, she grabbed my arm and maneuvered me into the corner.