“Yes,” Cale hissed through his teeth. He placed his hands on my head, controlling the rhythm. “Fuck, I don’t want to come in your mouth.” He lifted me and in one fast movement, my panties where gone and Cale was moving in and out of me as he held me up and against the wall.
“Harder. Cale,” I said. “I want it harder.”
He held me as I wrapped my legs around him and he walked us over to the sofa. He pulled out of me as he set me down.
“Get on the floor, Maddie, and put your hands on the sofa. I’m taking you from behind.”
I followed his instructions and, as soon as he slammed his dick into me, I screamed. The way he held my hips and moved in and out of me was building my orgasm. I loved being like this with Cale. It was raw and passionate. The sound of his breathing as he fucked me fast and hard had my body reeling with pleasure. I threw my head back and called out his name as my orgasm raced through my body.
“Feels amazing. Yes! Oh, God yes!” I shouted as I totally let go. If my mother could see me now, she’d be appalled. Cale and I had plenty of hot sex, but something about this felt so raw…heated…hot as hell. “Oh, Cale…yes…”
“Is…this…what…you…wanted?” Cale panted as he thrusted harder and faster.
“Yes!” I cried. “I’m going to come again! Fuck me harder, Cale! Faster!”
He gave me what I asked for and I was calling out his name almost incoherently.
“Maddie, I’m coming,” Cale said as he dug his fingers into me. He pushed in one last time and grunted as he came. I could feel his warmth spilling into my body. I reached down and touched my clit, only to cause myself to fall into another orgasm. I screamed out in pleasure as Cale continued to move in and out of me until we both collapsed onto the rug, dragging in breath after breath.
“Holy…shit,” Cale said, trying to catch his breath. “That wore the shit out of me.”
I let out a laugh. His chest was heaving, and just the sight of him had me turned on again. But I was exhausted, and I knew he was even more exhausted.
“Hottest moment of my life…so far,” I said, wiggling my eyebrows.
“Give me thirty minutes and I’ll be ready to go again,” he said.
I pushed him onto his back and crawled on top of him. I began grinding against him as I grabbed my breasts and played with my nipples. “Cale, you turn me on so much. I can never get enough of you.”
He grabbed my hips and closed his eyes. “Damn it, Maddie. You’re going to kill me. My dick can’t possibly function right now.”
I took my right hand and began touching myself as I dropped my head back. “Yes…ah…feels so good,” I whispered.
I could feel Cale’s dick getting harder and I smiled. “Why, Mr. Blackwood. You underestimated him.”
Cale sucked in a breath and mumbled something. I began rocking more. The harder his dick got, the more it rubbed on my clit. I moaned as I felt my orgasm building. “Ride me, Maddie. Ride me hard and fast.”
I lifted up some and sank down onto him and began moving up and down.
“Yeah baby,” he said, “That’s it. God, Maddie…”
“Seriously. You two fuck more than rabbits.”
I stopped moving. I quickly looked around. I didn’t see anyone. I mouthed to Cale, Is someone here?
He made a face and shrugged. “I don’t know,” he whispered. “Hello?”
“I’m in the kitchen.”
My mouth dropped open. “I thought you took the key from them!” I said as I ran down the hall to our bedroom. Cale was right behind me. He quickly closed the door.
“Shit,” he said. “I forgot to get it from them.”
I shook my head. “Damn it, Cale. He can’t keep walking in on us like that. Son of a bitch! I was about to have another amazing orgasm.”
I stomped my foot like a five-year-old, and I didn’t even care. Cale tried not to laugh, but I could tell he was holding it in. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.
“I’m so sorry, baby. Let me go get rid of him.”
I grabbed Cale’s arm. “Don’t be mean to him. Just forceful.”
He nodded and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Be right back.”
I watched as Cale made his way to kick his best friend out of our house. I sat down on the bed and waited. After almost fifteen minutes with no sign of Cale, I got dressed and headed to see what was going on.
Walking into the living room, I saw the back porch light on. Through the sliding glass door, I saw Cale and Jack sitting out there. Cale had his hand on Jack’s back and appeared to be consoling him. I wasn’t sure whether I should let them be or go out there.
I was just about to open the door when my phone rang. I ran over to my purse and pulled it out. Monica was calling me.
“Hello?” It was silent until I heard her sniffle. “Monica? Are you okay?”
“No! Jack and I had a fight. Our first fight. It was bad, Maddie. It was really bad.”
I looked back toward the deck. “Um, Jack is here now,” I said. “He’s talking to Cale.”
“Is he? He said he was going out, that he needed to get a drink. I was sure he went to a bar or club.” She started crying harder.
“Monica, what happened?” I asked as I made my way into the formal dining room.
She tried to stop crying and talk. “I don’t know! That’s the whole thing. I told Jack about dinner at your place tomorrow night, and I said something about Lily. He rolled his eyes and slammed his hand down on the counter. It scared the shit out of me, Maddie. It brought back all those memories of my father.”
I closed my eyes and shook my head. Monica’s dad had never hit her, but he’d verbally abused the hell out of her. “Oh, no. Monica. Why was he so angry?”
Her voice was laced was sadness. “I asked him and he…he said he didn’t know…then he said…he said…oh God.”
My heart began racing. “What? He said what?”
Her voice cracked as she spoke. “He said marrying me was…a mistake.”
I looked back out at the porch. My heart hurt for Monica. “No,” I whispered.
Monica was crying so hard that she was slurring her words.
“Monica, please calm down,” I said. “I can’t understand you. Take in a deep breath.”
After a few minutes of deep breaths, she was finally calm.
“I don’t think Jack meant that,” I told her. “I see the way he looks at you and I know he loves you. Maybe something else is wrong or…maybe…”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not going to be in the same type of marriage as my mother and father. I won’t do that, Maddie. I packed a bag and I left.”
I walked back out into the living room. That’s when I saw it—Jack’s shoulders shaking. He was crying.
“Wait! What? Monica, just take a deep breath and think about what you’re doing.” I started to panic, but I wasn’t sure why. “Monica, Jack is here and he’s…he’s…honey he’s crying.”
Silence.
“Monica? Are you still there?”
I heard a faint sniffle. “What did you say?” Monica barely whispered.
“Um…Jack’s crying. Monica, where are you? Can you come over here?”
“I…I can’t, Maddie. What he said to me…I just can’t.”
I closed my eyes and prayed that she’d change her mind. There had to be a reason that Jack lashed out like that. I just couldn’t see Jack acting that way toward Monica. He loved her so much. I opened my eyes to see Cale looking at me. I pointed to the phone and mouthed, Monica. Cale just stood there. He almost seemed stunned. What the hell was going on?
“Monica, Cale is coming back into the house, honey. Give me two minutes to talk to him. Just give me two minutes, I won’t hang up.”
Monica blew her nose. “Just call me back Maddie. I need to calm down and have a few minutes to myself.”
I took in a shaky breath. “Okay, Monica. I’ll call you right back.”
I
didn’t like the way Cale was looking at me with worry all over his face. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
MADDIE ENDED HER call with Monica and asked, “Cale, what in the world is going on? Did you know that Jack told Monica marrying her was a mistake? Why would he say such a thing? She’s leaving!”
“What do you mean she’s leaving?” I asked, looking back outside at Jack.
“Just that. She said she packed a bag and left. She was hysterical. What the hell is happening?”
I ran my hands through my hair and let out a breath. “Oh, God. Jack is a drunken mess.”
Maddie gasped. “He didn’t drive did he?”
I shook my head. “No. He said he took a cab here, but he’s a mess.”
“Why? I mean, just the other day I watched him with Monica and Lily. Cale, I’ve never seen him look at her with so much love.”
I nodded. “I know, but…something’s happened and it’s thrown Jack for a loop. He doesn’t know what to do about it.”
“What could possibly make him say such a hurtful thing?”
I took a deep breath and glanced back outside to where Jack was sitting with his head in his hands. “Jack can’t have children.”
Maddie’s eyes widened. “What? Why? I mean…is he sure? Cale, oh my God. I don’t even know what to think or say right now.” Maddie turned and looked at Jack.
“Jack talked to his father right after the wedding about wanting to have kids right away,” I said. “His dad told him about how he and Jack’s mother had had a terrible time getting pregnant. I guess his father had a very low sperm count, but after a few years of trying they finally had Jack. So Jack had his sperm tested and they told him this morning his sperm count was too low to ever be able to have kids.” I shook my head and took another deep breath. “Jack said he and Monica had both decided they wanted to have a baby right away. Today, when Monica came home, Jack had already started drinking. She mentioned coming over for dinner to watch Lily, and how they should maybe get in some baby-making sessions, and Jack lost it. I guess he slammed his fist down and scared Monica. He’s feeling so guilty about not being able to give her a baby, Maddie. That was the only reason he said that about marrying her. He’s devastated. He’s been trying to call her and she won’t answer. He went back to the house and she was gone.”
Maddie quickly wiped a tear from her cheek and picked her phone back up. She hit a button and looked at me. “Monica, I think you need to come over right away.”
I waited to see how she was going to get Monica here after what Jack had said.
“No, listen to me. It’s not my place to say, so I need you let Jack talk to you. He’s been drinking, but Cale’s been giving him coffee. He’s more upset than anything.”
Maddie looked at me as she listened to Monica talking. “Do you trust me as your best friend? Then, yes, I think you need to come as soon as you can. Okay, we’ll see you in about ten minutes.”
Maddie hung up and smiled. “She’s on her way. She hadn’t gone far.”
I pulled her into my arms. “I’m so sorry our evening was ruined. This was supposed to be about us.”
She held me tighter. “Let’s get our friends back together. Then you can make love to me all night long.”
Maddie was always trying to help other people first and that was one of the things I loved so much about her. I leaned down and lightly kissed her on the lips. “I love you so very much, Maddie.”
She gave me that smile that makes me weak in the knees. “I love you too,” she said.
I glanced back out to see Jack pacing back and forth. “Should I tell him Monica’s on her way?”
Shaking her head, Maddie whispered, “No, lets just let things happen on their own.”
The doorbell rang and I let Maddie go so she could answer it. A few seconds later, Maddie was walking into the living room with a very upset Monica.
“Hey, Monica,” I said with a slight smile.
She smiled back weakly and said, “Hey, Cale.”
Monica looked outside at Jack. She looked so confused. When I turned to look, Jack was sitting with his head in his hands. It was pretty obvious that he was upset.
“Why did you have me come here, Maddie? Why?” Monica sat down and wiped her tears away. Maddie and I sat down with her, Maddie taking Monica’s hand.
Swallowing hard, Maddie blinked slowly and began talking. “Monica, the last thing you need to do is run away. Jack received some news earlier today that really upset him. He didn’t know how to process it. He started drinking this morning and, when you came home, he handled it all wrong.”
Monica eyes widened in horror. “Oh, God, is Jack okay?” She turned to me. “Cale…is he okay? What’s wrong with him? Oh, God.”
I held up my hands. “No, no. Monica, Jack is fine. I mean…he’s not fine, but he’s fine. I mean, he’s not sick or anything like that. He’s not gonna die.”
The moment the words came out of my mouth I wanted to punch myself. Fuck.
Poor Monica looked so confused. “Die? Wait, what is going on? Why is Jack crying? Why is he so upset?”
“Honey, one reason is he hurt you. He never meant to hurt you. What you need to do is go out there and talk to him. Please, just go out there.”
Monica began chewing nervously on her lip. “Um…”
“Monica, please. If you love Jack, go out there.” I said as I stood, holding out my hand.
She placed her hand in mine as she nodded, barely saying, “Okay.”
Maddie stood and smiled at Monica. “I’m going to make some more coffee.”
I guided Monica over to the sliding door and opened it.
“Jack?” I said. He still had his face buried in his hands and I could hear his sobs. Monica placed both hands over her mouth and tried to hold back her own tears.
“I hurt her…oh, God, the hurt in her eyes.”
“Jack?” Monica’s voice was shaky.
Jack dropped his hands and jumped, spinning to face her. “Monica.”
“Please tell me what’s wrong,” she said. “Please.”
Jack pulled Monica into his arms. “I’m so sorry, baby. I’m so very sorry. I didn’t mean it. I swear to God, I didn’t mean it.”
I took a step back to give them privacy.
“Jack why did you say our marriage was a mistake?” Monica asked between her sobs. Jack closed his eyes and opened them again. Tears were streaming down his face.
“I can’t give you what you want. I’ll never be able to give you what you want.”
I watched as he fell apart again. But this time, his wife was there to catch him. As they both sank to the ground I walked back into the house, attempting to keep my own tears at bay.
CALE AND I sat in the formal living room together. My heart was breaking for both Jack and Monica, who were still talking on the porch. The moment I saw Jack drop to the ground¸ falling into Monica’s arms, I lost it.
I ran my fingers up and down Cale’s arm. “Cale?”
He was holding me close, and my head was buried in his neck. “Yeah, baby?”
“When are you thinking we should get married?” I asked, closing my eyes and dreamed about walking down the aisle to him. I knew that his marriage to Zoey had been rushed—not a whole lot of thought went into the process. They’d gone to a justice of the peace, getting married right before Cale went out of town for work.
“I’ll marry you tomorrow if you want,” He said, taking my hand in his.
I giggled. “I’d love to get married at Jack’s parents’ house, on the beach where we first met. Just us and a few close friends and family. Keep it low-key.”
“I think that sounds perfect,” he said. “Low-key. I like low-key.”
I smiled. “With Lily turning one in July, I don’t want to overshadow her birthday. What if we did it the week after her birthday? I would feel more comfortable leaving her with your mom or Monica while we went on our honeymoon.”
Cale smiled and I swear his
eyes were sparkling. “I think that sounds like an amazing plan. I say we talk to Jack’s parents, Craig and Diane, and see if that works for them.”
I snuggled back into his body. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. I looked at my engagement ring. I was going to marry Cale. We would officially be a family come July.
“Maddie? Cale?”
I sat up and saw Monica and Jack standing in the doorway. I jumped up and my heart began to beat faster. I silently prayed that they’d worked things out.
“Hey…” Cale and I both said at once.
Monica looked at Jack before telling us, “We talked. Everything’s going to be okay.”
I let out a small sob and made my way over to my best friend. We hugged, both of us in tears.
“Oh Monica,” I said. “I’m so glad you worked it out.”
I wasn’t sure how long we were hugging, but I heard Cale say something to Jack, too. Monica pulled away and smiled, wiping her tears away. Jack wrapped his arm around her and smiled. “We’re not going to give up hope on a miracle.”
Monica’s smile to Jack had my heart soaring. I firmly believed that love could do anything, and the kind of passionate love that Jack and Monica shared was capable of delivering a miracle.
Jack held out his hand and dangled our house key in front of Cale. I laughed as Cale grabbed the key and shoved it in his pocket.
“Thanks, guys, for letting me crash your…party.” Jack said, wiggling his eyebrows. I smiled and looked down, heat moving across my cheeks. Monica chuckled and hit Jack lightly. When I looked back up, I saw that Jack’s eyes were still red from being so upset.
“Come on,” Monica said. “Let’s leave and let these guys…resume.”
I grabbed Monica’s arm. “Wait. I have news.”
She tilted her head and smiled. “What kind of news?” she asked.
I held out my left hand. Jack and Monica both looked at my ring. Monica began jumping and so did I as we grabbed hands and squealed.
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