Finding Fate (Playing it Safe Series Book 1) Page 7

  “You have no idea what I should feel, Jensen. That woman…”

  I watch as tears start to fall down Madison’s beautiful face.

  “What about her, baby?”

  She doesn’t fight when I wrap my arm around her. Before she answers the question, I lead us through the gate. I fumble around to get the back door unlocked, and then I flip on a light in the kitchen so we can see.

  “Let’s go sit on the couch.”

  “Jensen, I didn’t run because of you, or what we were doing. It was just…that woman, when she turned around I…I can’t talk about it right now.”

  She pulls out her phone and starts texting. I assume she’s texting Michelle.

  “You and Michelle are welcome to spend the night here.”

  “Nah, she just texted. She and Drew are almost here.”

  I don’t know why I have such a hard time letting her go. Hell, in a few days it’ll be like I never knew her at all. I still haven’t gotten inside of her. That must be why I keep trying to hold on to her.

  The back door flies open, and in walks Drew and Michelle, who have obviously had a lot to drink. Madison and I have a clear view of our friends, who are paying no attention to us. Drew slams the door shut and pushes Michelle against it.

  It’s Madison who breaks the happy couple’s spell.

  “Michelle, I’m sorry to spoil your fun, but we need to go.”

  A slightly wobbly Michelle pulls away from Drew and turns to look at her best friend.

  “Maddy, instead of spoiling everyone else’s night, why don’t you let Jensen take you up to his room and see if he can remove that giant stick from your ass? You are hot and then cold. One minute you want to spend time with him, and then the next thing I know, you’re crying to leave.”

  “Stop being a bitch, Michelle. I know you’re drunk, so I’m going to overlook some of the things you’re saying. Jensen isn’t the reason I want to leave. Something happened earlier…I’m not ready to talk about it, but it had nothing to do with him.”

  Drew and I are both just hanging back and watching these two. While a part of me wouldn’t mind seeing a little cat fight, I know I need to find a way to diffuse things between them. Although, I don’t believe Madison for a second when she says what happened earlier didn’t have anything to do with me. What else could it have been?

  Drew wraps his arms around Michelle from behind.

  “Babe, don’t be so hard on Madison. She needs you. You should go with her and be a good friend.”

  “Thank you, Drew. I’m sorry to spoil your night.”

  Madison drops her attention to her phone.

  “Baby, walk out on the porch with me?” I’m sure Drew and Michelle would like a minute or two.

  When Madison steps in front of me to go out the door, I notice a few scratches on her back. I know it’s from when I had her against the house earlier. Fuck, seeing that, and all the exposed skin her dress does nothing to hide, is killing me. If I don’t get my dick in her soon, I think I might explode.

  “I’m sorry, Jensen. It wasn’t you earlier, I promise. I saw…I thought it was someone I knew and it freaked me out.”

  “You don’t need to apologize. We keep getting interrupted when we’re together. How about tomorrow, you come here so we can spend the day together? Maybe if we keep it here, just between the two of us, nothing will mess it up.”

  “Okay, yeah, I think that’s a good idea. How about early afternoon?”

  “Fuck, I can’t wait.”

  I pull her to my chest and find those cherry flavored lips for a quick taste. We both moan. I’m sure she felt the same surge of electricity I did the second we came together. I wrap one hand under her chin and then rub my thumb across her lips. I hear her breathing pick up. I know she’s as affected as I am.

  “Tomorrow, beautiful.”

  Michelle comes out the door to leave with Madison. The moment between us is suspended for one more day. One more day, and then I’m going to crawl inside of her until I have had enough of her to last a lifetime.

  I watch Madison and Michelle walk until they’re out of sight, then I go back inside to find Drew sitting on the couch. He has a worried look on his face when his eyes meet mine.

  “Jens, buddy, tell me you are not falling for that chick. You know this vacation is about to end, and then we’ll never see those girls again, right?”

  “I’m not falling for anyone. Mind your own fucking business. It’s not like you haven’t been enjoying the hell out of her friend.”

  Fuck Drew, he thinks he has me all figured out.

  “I did enjoy Michelle. She fucks like a goddamn porn star, so I’ll remember this summer for a long time. She and I said goodbye tonight. We both know dragging it out for another day or two isn’t going to change anything, so we decided to leave it in a good place. Maybe you should do the same with Madison.”

  “Yeah, well, I’m not saying bye to anything until I have her pussy wrapped around me. You can forget that shit.”

  “Are you telling me you’ve spent all of this time with Madison, and you still haven’t fucked her? Glad it’s your ass and not mine, bro. I’m going to sleep.”

  He slaps me hard on the back and heads up to his room. Now that he’s made me realize just how fucked I am, he decides to leave me alone.

  Chapter Eleven

  “Jensen”

  I don’t know why I’m in such a shitty mood. The worst part, it’s all over a woman I’ll never see again. Madison didn’t show up yesterday. I sat at the house all damn day, and not one fucking word from her.

  Why do I even care?

  Twenty-two fucking years, and I haven’t found a girl that’s come close to having me all tied up with my feelings the way this one has. This vacation was supposed to be about relaxing, having fun, and getting laid.

  I didn’t manage to get my dick inside of her even once, yet I can’t stop thinking about her. It doesn’t matter anyway. She’s made it clear that whatever happens here in South Carolina has to stay in South Carolina. For all I know she already has a guy waiting for her somewhere. Maybe that’s why she freaked out and ran the other night.

  Drew got a phone call early this morning from his parents. I’m not sure what’s up, but he decided to head back home a few hours earlier. I feel like a bad fucking friend right now, because I didn’t even ask him if everything is okay.

  I’ve decided since he’s gone, I may as well go home too, get on with my life. There’s no point in hanging around here by myself, so first thing in the morning I’m going to be on the road back to North Carolina. Back to reality, and away from those lying green eyes that won’t stop haunting me.

  It’s almost eight o’clock at night when the doorbell rings. I’ve been lounging around on the sofa all day, watching movies. I have nothing on but my boxers, but I don’t give a single fuck right now.

  Maybe it’s Shelley or Monica. I might take one of them up on their offer after all. Maybe if I pound one of them into next week for a few hours, I’ll finally be able to forget about long beautiful blonde hair, creamy soft skin, and legs that seem to go on for miles.

  I pull the door open…

  Who the fuck am I kidding? Nothing short of a good hard hit on the head and a case of amnesia is going to make be forget her. Just like yesterday never happened, here she is, standing at my door. She has no idea I’ve spent this whole time pissed because she didn’t show up yesterday.

  Come to think of it, now that she’s standing here on the porch, my shitty mood has almost disappeared.

  “I’m sorry I didn’t come by yesterday. Some things came up I had to take care of.”

  She smiles so innocently. She has no idea about the angry thoughts that have been running through my head since yesterday.

  “Is it okay I just showed up? If you have other plans, I can go.”

  The smile she’s wearing might look innocent, but nothing else does. Madison looks downright fuckable right now.

  Damn, if her eyes d
on’t go straight to my boxers. I can’t hide what she does to me. I don’t even bother trying. It’s only been a few days since she had me down her throat, and she loved every minute of it.

  “Sugar, if you don’t get your ass in the house, I’m going to strip that little black dress off, and fuck you right here in the doorway.”

  “Uh… I was hoping maybe we could…talk first?”

  Madison might think she wants to talk, but the flush on her skin, and those nipples trying to cut a hole through her dress tell me she’s just as turned on as I am.

  I wonder if she’s spent as much time thinking about how explosive it’s going to be between us as I have. From the things that have already happened between us, I know fucking Madison is going to be a “once in a lifetime” kind of experience.

  I send a silent message down to my cock to calm the fuck down before we scare her off. If Madison wants to talk first, I can talk.

  She might be trying to fool herself into believing it, but there’s no way she showed up here, wearing that dress and those four-inch heels, without having the same naughty thoughts running through her mind as I do.

  “Sorry, babe, you are so damn hot in that dress I can’t help myself. As sexy as the dress is though, I’m already imagining getting you out of it.”

  I pause for a beat or two, so I can watch her reaction. Yeah, I didn’t miss the hitch in her breath, or that her eyes are a shade darker than when she first got here.

  “Come in. Can I get you something to drink?” I lead the way to the kitchen.

  I don’t want to get started on the alcohol because that might kill the plans I just made in my head for us tonight. Madison follows me to the kitchen where I snag us each a cold bottle of water from the refrigerator.

  “Here you go, beautiful.” I hand her the water.

  “Thanks. Is anyone else here?”

  “Nah, Drew left out this morning, and Dec and Marty haven’t been around here since they started hooking up with those bitches from the party”.

  Madison opens the bottle of water I gave her and takes a few sips. When she pulls the bottle away, I notice a drop or two is dribbling down her chin. She sweeps her tongue across her luscious lips trying to catch the moisture before it falls.

  I watch one little drop of water as it drips down to her chest. Slowly, it keeps moving down, so fucking slow. It goes down the deep valley between her firm breasts.

  I’m so damn ready to fuck her.

  The wanting and the waiting to have her, it ends tonight.

  My aching cock is making it impossible to be still. I want to lick those lips dry, and then I want to let my tongue slide down the same path the water just took.

  “Come here, baby.”

  There are only a few feet between us, but I can’t stand the distance any longer.

  “What… why?”

  Like she doesn’t know what I’m asking for, because she hasn’t taken her eyes off the bulge that’s weighing against the front of my boxers. She won’t be confused in a few minutes.

  “Come here, Madison, and stop asking questions. You know what’s going to happen. That’s why you came here tonight, isn’t it, baby? You want to feel my cock stretching that tight little pussy to the point you almost feel like you can’t take it anymore. Is that what you want, pretty girl? Is that the memory you want to take with you when you leave here?”

  I hope she says yes because that’s sure as shit what I want right now.

  Madison takes one step forward and I do the same. I reach for her bottle of water and place them both on the counter. Things are about to get hot and sweaty, so I’m sure we’ll both need fresh bottles later.

  “I need to hear either yes, or no, Madison. Do you want this?”

  If she says no, I’m probably going to need to rub one out, right here in front of her.

  I kick a chair out from the small kitchen table, and sit down. Her eyes never leave mine when I pull her to stand between my spread legs.

  “Yes, Jensen… I want this. I don’t want to forget you, or this summer.”

  “Trust me, baby, you’ll never forget this cock once you’ve had it inside of you. Kiss me, Madison.”

  Her arms wrap around my neck when I grab a handful of her ass with each hand and pull her to me. I pull her down to where she’s straddling my lap. She threads her fingers through my hair and pulls my head down until our lips meet. All I can taste are cherries. Madison and that damn cherry flavored lip gloss she likes to use. I’ll never be able to see or smell cherries without remembering her.

  It feels like we’re trying to burn ourselves into each other’s souls with this kiss. The more I give, the more she takes. Our hands roam and explore each other’s bodies with heated intentions of what’s still to come.

  Madison moans, and I do too, when I pull her lip between my teeth and bite down lightly, forcing her to let me back in for another taste of her. Our tongues are mimicking what our bodies are desperate to do.

  She’s set a rhythm as she rocks back and forth over my lap, looking for the friction her body craves. I feel her pulse hammering against my rough hand when I slide my fingers up her delicate neck to hold her steady.

  I reach down and place the other hand near her knees and then I push my hand up, then even further up until I reach the inside of her thigh. I feel her body shudder. I break the kiss long enough to watch the tiny goosebumps form on her skin.

  I know when I find her folds, she’s going to be soaking wet. Ready for me.

  Madison makes a small frustrated sound when I ease her up from my lap, but I see understanding in her eyes when she watches me stand up with her, pushing her dress higher as I go.

  I push her against the table with my lips on hers again. I suck and bite at her lips until she opens for me. Just when our tongues entangle, my hand is met by her warm wet pussy. Fuck, she isn’t wearing panties.

  The little vixen knew damn well what she was coming here for.

  “Take the dress off, sweetheart.”

  I take a step back to watch her. We’re both breathing heavy.

  When I see she’s struggling with the zipper, I reach behind her and guide it down. Then I wait.

  She doesn’t ask questions. She doesn’t hesitate. She rolls her shoulders, causing the front of her dress to slip forward and fall down her arms. She lets go of the material and lets the dress slide down until it’s a pool of black silk lying at her feet, leaving her in nothing but a pair of black four-inch heels.

  Fuck. She’s so fucking sexy and beautiful, but my throbbing cock doesn’t want to take the time to appreciate the view right now. He’s seen enough.

  “Get on your knees, doll.”

  She hesitates for a few seconds while I’m busy sliding my boxers down my legs and kicking them to the side.

  “Here?”

  “Yeah, babe, right here. We’re alone. No one’s going to come in.”

  I have to squeeze my cock tight to keep myself from coming when my beautiful, sweet, submissive Madison kneels at my feet.

  “I want to spend hours worshiping your body. I want to taste every fucking inch of you, Madison. But first, I need to feel those lips wrapped around my cock. Open up for me.”

  Madison lets out a little moan as she licks her lips. Then she sticks her tongue out. I rub the head of my cock down her jawline across her cheek, and then I place it on her waiting tongue. She rolls her tongue around the head lapping at the drops of pre-cum. She smiles up at me as she wraps her small hand around my cock. She grips me tight, and slides her hands up and down my length twice, and then she lays her tongue flat and licks a wet path from root to tip.

  Fucking perfect. She watches my face with her wicked sexy eyes. I nearly come on the spot when she envelopes my cock with her mouth and takes me all the way to the back of her throat. Fuck. I take two handfuls of long blonde hair to grip her head between my palms.

  “Fuck, baby, your mouth feels so goddamn good. I’ve dreamed about this for days.”

  Ma
dison’s garbled response vibrates against my dick. I’ve always had great stamina, and could really tire a woman out when she tried to make me come, but Madison makes me see stars with every stroke.

  When she applies more suction on every outward stroke, it only takes a few more thrusts until I can feel the tingling begin at the base of my spine. I can feel my balls drawing tight.

  “Shit, Madison. You’re going to make me come. Fuck.”

  When I look down and see she has her hand between her legs and is playing with her pink, swollen pussy, it’s fucking over. I hold her head steady as I thrust in and out of her hot slick mouth twice before I slam my cock against the back of her throat and hold it there.

  “Ahhh…fuck…fuck…fuck…”

  I can’t take my eyes off her while she licks me clean and then she wipes the drool and a few remaining drops of come from her chin with the back of her hand.

  “That was fucking perfect, sweetheart...Stand up.”

  “Shouldn’t we go to another room? What if someone walks in?”

  Despite her arguments and concern that someone is going to see us, I lift her and sit her on the table.

  “First of all, baby, I’m hungry. What you just did to me,” I point to the spot where she was kneeling earlier. “It caused me to work up an appetite… I’m going to spread you out on the table here, and then I’m going to have dinner.”

  With my hand splayed flat against her chest, I push her sexy, flushed body back until she’s lying flat on the table.

  After I remove her shoes, I pull one leg up so her heel is resting on the edge of the table. I get a good look at her perfect, pink pussy. She’s wet and swollen, needing relief.

  “Please, I don’t think…”

  Madison squirms around and tries to make me lose the grip I have on her leg. She tries to pull the other leg in closer to the one I’m holding. She’s trying hard to interrupt the fantastic view I have. She’s shy and uncomfortable being on display like this. Too bad this shit isn’t going to fly right now.

  I watched her shocked expression when I slap her pussy lightly.

  “Be still.”

  I love how responsive she is to my demanding voice.