Page 86 of Heartless
Madison: A number of reasons.
Me: Name one.
Madison: The table in my villa is covered in vases. I have to eat standing up next to the sink.
Me: I know you have been eating in the restaurant lately.
Technically that was a violation of her contract but fuck the contract.
Madison: The villa smells like a flower shop. It’s unpleasant.
Me: Is that why you buried your face in the bouquet thirty seconds ago? Because you find the smell of roses unpleasant?
Her gaze shot up from her phone, searching for me. When she found me, she looked back down at her phone.
Madison: The staff will notice. Someone might find out.
Me: Find out what? We’re not doing anything.
Madison: I don’t want them thinking I’m sleeping with the boss. And the flowers don’t serve any purpose. We’re not really dating. It’s like lighting money on fire.
The flowers served one purpose really. Show her what I couldn’t yet articulate. Namely, my growing affection.
Me: I think my bank account will survive. And speaking of dating, have you planned something for us for the weekend?
I waited a few minutes for her answer.
Madison: Just stop sending me flowers, Wilson.
On Friday night, I sat at the dining table in The Blue Diamond with my second glass of whiskey thinking about my next move. Madison didn’t plan a second date for us, which was annoying but not exactly a surprise. That day at the Sea World, we connected on another level. A level that had nothing to do with contracts or sexual attraction. And there was nothing fake about it either.
A sound coming from our shared outdoor space caught my attention. A door opened, then closed. Soft footsteps thudded on the wooden decking in unison with my heart beat.
I walked over to the floor to ceiling windows and moved the curtains just enough to peek. Madison was just removing her robe, revealing a red bikini I hadn’t seen until now. It made my heart race and my dick hardened. I wanted to go over there, bend her over the lounge chair and lick her pussy from behind until her legs quivered and she started begging for my cock.
I watched her long, slender legs disappear into the hot tub and returned to the table. After gulping the rest of the whiskey in my glass, I took off my shoes and socks and walked outside to join her. I was still wearing slacks and a dress shirt, but I planned on losing them both.
Madison glanced in my direction, her face unreadable, but the way her throat bobbed with a swallow as I approached was all the confirmation I needed. She wasn’t ready to admit it yet, but she wanted us to happen. Her coming out here and letting me touch her, which I was sure she would, was all the begging I would get from her and that was enough for me for the time being.
I rounded the hot tub and stood right behind Madison. Towering over her, I noticed her labored breathing and ran a finger up and down the back of her neck. She tilted her head to the side and exposed more of it to my touch. I hooked my finger into the knot of straps and she inhaled sharply. Then I untied it, slowly putting one strap over her shoulder so it laid on her back and moving the other in the opposite direction until the small triangle covering her breast revealed a pointy nipple. I ran a thumb over it briefly and her back arched.
I could barely hold it together, but I wanted this to last, so I slowly leaned back and started undressing. Madison didn’t move an inch the entire time. When I was fully naked, I joined her in the tub, coming in front of her. The moment her eyes met mine, I reached down, grabbed her hips and lifted her up, placing her ass on the edge. Water dripped down her body, but I focused on a single drop about to roll off her exposed nipple. I licked it before it did, getting a throaty moan from her.
Her hands gripped the edge of the tub on both her sides. I reached for her hips again and untied her bikini bottom knots on both sides. Since it was all wet from the water in the tub, it stuck to her skin, so I made a show of slowly spreading her legs apart and peeling the small piece of fabric down.
Madison’s cheeks were red. Shallow breaths came out from her parted lips as her eyes stared down at my thick, hard cock. I wanted to kiss her so damn much, but I knew if I did I would give in and fuck her hard and fast and she would run away shortly after. So I dropped down to my knees and the water hid my erection from view. I was eye level with her glistening pussy.
“You know I hate that word, but you’re so fucking perfect,” I ran my hands over the back of her quivering thighs. “I'm going to make youfeel so good.”
I placed a feather-like kiss on her inner thigh and she shivered. Moving to her other thigh, I trailed it with my tongue, tasting her sweet skin. Whimpers and moans escaped her mouth and I smiled against her skin. I gently spread her wet folds apart with my fingers, revealing her swollen clit and pink, wet entrance. I ran my tongue up and down her slit slowly, teasing her. She spread her legs even wider.
The slow pace I maintained made her rub her pussy against my mouth, trying to get the release her body waited for. I stopped licking her and glanced up. She was a mess, every muscle in her body taut, her eyes wild and her mouth agape. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips just for a second, but it made me snap. I dove down between her legs with a groan. I sucked on her clit hard and plunged two fingers inside her dripping entrance. I needed her orgasm more than I needed my own. My dick was painfully hard and I wanted to feel her silky slickness around it, but I wanted her undone first. One of her hands released the edge of the tub and wrapped around my neck pinning me in place.
Like there was turning back from this insanity now.
I didn’t want us to fuck like animals and yet every rational thought inside my head disappeared. All I thought about was making her mine.
Possess her. Own her. Mark her.
