Can't be Bought

Chapter 18 - The Bedroom

After the speeches, cake and presents; the party dies down. Maddox and I stick around as he wants to spend time with his siblings. With the sun going down, the house begins to light up the neighborhood.

While waiting for Josie to say goodbye to everyone, I ask to go to the bathroom. Sasha is in the one down here so Maddox tells me where the one upstairs is. I make my way up these modern, floating stairs, holding onto the handrail on the wall. I look down to see him smirking at me which makes me nervous someone can see up my dress. I press my hand against my bottom, holding the dress tightly so as to not expose myself.

Once I reach the top of the stairs, I follow Maddox's directions. Once upstairs, turn to the right, the second door on your left. I turn the handle and see a beautiful modern bathroom. It's huge. There's a giant soaking tub, a shower that could seriously fit 12 people and a double vanity that spans, almost, the entire wall. I spot a small room that the toilet is in and do my business. 

While washing my hands, I notice a family picture behind me. It has Maddox, his siblings and what I can assume is his parents. They look happy. 

When I leave the bathroom, I start to walk back to the stairs but I notice a door across the hall. A letter "M" is mounted on the door and it's slightly ajar. My curiosity gets the best of me and I can't help but sneak a peek. 

I push the door open slightly and peek my head in. Yup, this is definitely Maddox's room. It's simple and relatively clean. He has a few pictures of him and his friends on the walls. The back wall is black, with two windows evenly placed on either side of his California king-sized bed. His sheets are navy with thin grey stripes. I spot a black acoustic guitar in the corner of his room. Above the guitar, he has tons of books. As I make my way around the room, I don't find anything that surprises me, besides maybe the guitar. 

I spot a few little trinkets on his dresser and walk over to look at them. My fingers find their way to a worn-out journal. As I'm about to pick it up, I'm interrupted. 

"Wandering I see." I turn my head to see Maddox leaning in the doorway, his arm resting on the wall above his head. He smirks as I turn to look at him, startled by his deep voice. 

I let out a small smile and walk away from his dresser, forgetting about the journal. I walk over near the foot of his bed to get a better view of him. 

"What can I say, I'm curious?" I hold my hands up with a shrug. I smirk back at him, trying to mess with him.

Maddox starts to walk closer to me. 

"So what'd you find?" he asks, his face now just a few inches from mine.

I bat my eyelashes and lick my lips, my stomach begins the flutter. 

"Not much really," I say, acting unimpressed, jokingly. 

Maddox looks at me with playful eyes. 

"Mmhmm, is that right?" He raises his eyebrows, questioning me. 

Man, he looks sexy right now.

I smirk, looking deeply into his eyes as I nod my head up and down.

"Nothing surprising, that's for sure. Except maybe the guitar, do you play?" I ask, pointing back at the guitar without breaking eye contact. 

Maddox's smirk deepens and he lets out a small chuckle. 

"I might know a little." He jokes, stepping even closer to me. He places his hands on my waist, pulling me closer. 

My heart races, our lips are practically touching. I reach one hand up to place on the side of his face. We stare into each other's eyes not saying anything. I rub my thumb across his features, his cheekbones, jawline and my thumb stops at his chin, resting there for a moment. 

"I guess you'll have to show me sometime," I say lowly, releasing my breath. I move my thumb on his bottom lip, pulling it down slowly. 

With Maddox's eyes full of lust, he quickly moves in for a kiss, pushing me backward. I arch my back and he moves his head back with mine. I lean forward to deepen the kiss and he pushes me back again. Our tongues tangling together, we are in perfect sync. I wrap my arms around his neck and he tightens his grip on my waist. 

Maddox pulls away, looking at me as if to say, is this okay?  I flash a smile and lean back on the bed, resting my elbows on the edge with my feet still on the ground. Maddox steps forward and stands in-between my legs, staring down at me. This time, he places his hand on my face, feeling my features. He leans in for another kiss and a crane my neck up to meet him. 

I shuffle backward onto the bed, now my entire body is laying down. I keep my neck up, kissing Maddox as he climbs up onto the bed over top of me. His muscular arms hold himself up so as to not lay his entire weight on top of me. 

We go in and out of kissing, looking at each other every so often to reassure everything is alright. Maddox brushes some hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. He comes in to kiss me softly and I feel his hands move down my neck, following the curves of my body. 

Maddox breaks the kiss to look at me, making sure I am alright. With his lips slightly apart and messy curls in his face, he looks so sexy. Just as his hands moved, Maddox moves his head down my body, staring at me the entire time. He reaches the hem of my dress, just above my knees, running his fingers along the edge. I feel him push the skirt up slightly and I take a sharp breath. He looks at me and smirks, then continues on. 

I grip the sheets on each side of the bed, my mouth making the shape of an "O". I can't help but let out a small groan as Maddox's tongue explores down there. His hands grip my thighs and I try my best not to make much noise. I feel him smile and laugh to himself as I try to contain myself. 

Suddenly we hear Sasha scream. 

"Maddox, Cammie, where are you?" We immediately both look to the door which we never closed, hoping no one is there. Thankfully not. Maddox looks at me and smirks as I pull my dress back down and try to fix my hair. I let out a big sigh and give him a stern look as though to say, this is not funny. 

I walk out the door and he follows behind me, placing his hand on my lower back. I feel his hand start to lower itself towards my bum and grab it, I reach back to pull it back up. He laughs and I give him another look but I can't help but smile at the end of it. 

"So that's my room," Maddox states with a smirk on his face, staring into my eyes as we walk down the stairs. I laugh at him and jokingly push him away. 

We spend the rest of the night talking with his siblings as though nothing happened up there. We tangle our feet together, Maddox's hands can't seem to stay away from mine and we both can't help but play games with our eyes. 

It's pitch black outside and late. Maddox and I sit back on the chair we were before, staring at the ocean. I rest my head on his lap as he plays with my hair. I stare up at the stars, admiring them, that's something I miss living in LA. My eyes close and I drift off to sleep, by accident. 

I wake up in Maddox's arms, lowering me in his bed upstairs. My eyes flutter open to see him looking at me softly. He runs his fingers across the top of my head and through my hair, then leans down to kiss the top of my head. He notices my eyes open and flashes a small smile. 

"Sleep tight Cammie." He says, pulling the sheets over me. I sleepily smile back, my eyes closing again. He walks over to the other side of the bed and climbs in. I turn my body to the side, pulling the sheets up to my neck. I feel his arms wrap around me, pulling me tight. I place my hand on his and our fingers intertwine. His head rests on my shoulder, I feel his warm breath on my neck. 

Unable to open my eyes again from the grogginess, I keep them closed. 

"Goodnight Mad," I mumble. 

He squeezes me tightly and with that, I fall asleep, in his bedroom.