Temptation

73 - Hero

I am sloshed from having some beers with Tom, but all the better because I know that I will not hesitate with Madden and I can ignore the pain in my side. I have wanted this for days and finally, with a little bribe, she's letting me have her.

Madden does not wait; she quickly removes my boxers and starts sucking my cock. The strokes of her mouth show me that she's missed my body as much as I have her's. The pleasure is unbearable; it feels amazing that I may just cum from her mouth being wrapped around me. I have to stop her from moving her mouth along me because I know I cannot continue this way and I need to make her feel how much I've missed her body just as much as she's shown me.

I pull off the t-shirt she stole from me, off her body, and she now lies naked with me. I trace my fingers down her stomach, teasing her and she begs me to preform an actual act to her. "Please Hero," she says one last time and I put my face between her legs, licking her clit. I've missed the taste of her on my tongue. I move my tongue around her and inside of her, inducing her to become more wet. She crumples the sheets in her hands, signalling to me that she's on the verge of an orgasm. As much as I want her to cum, I stop my tongue and lift my body up over her, sliding my harden cock easily into her.

While inside her, I flip us over in order for her to be on top of me; she rides my hardened shaft and the friction of our body's invites a closeness that is not just sexual but loving. I've never made love; I've fucked plenty of woman but none compared to the woman begging for more on top of me now. A connection that was more than physical was never a plan or a want of mine, I hated the idea of commitment and I still would if I wasn't so terrified to lose Madden. My legs become shaky and I cannot hold on any longer, the pleasure is coursing through my veins and if I don't stop, there could be a future issue that will last nine months and the rest of our lives. I quickly pull myself out from her, she whines that the sensation I bring her now ends and I spill out onto her chest. So much of my cum paints her nude breasts.

Madden looks outstanding with her messy sex hair and rosy cheeks. My hair resembles either a sex scene or like I just woke up from bed from Madden pulling on it. I hand her a towel, to wipe the remnants of myself from her chest. I watch her, running my hand through my hair; "You need a trim," she says to me. I haven't cut my hair in a while, it's now curling at the ends and meeting my shoulders. She's right, I do need to get a fresh trim.

Madden into the shower to clean herself off, while I change the bed sheets. When I get up to remove the old sheets, that is when I feel a sharp pain in my side where I've been shot. I bend over, leaning one arm on the bed and the other over my wound. During the pleasure that Madden is, I did not feel any pain; I even forgot about the whole event. Now feel sore from our sexual encounter and although it may be painful now, it was a hundred percent worth it.

* * *

It's earlier than I thought when Madden wakes me up. She is very anxious for this sleepover with Sophie and the Jonas Sisters. She thinks that every piece of clothing she owns is not good enough to hang out with them but I remind her that Sophie is very similar to her where she likes to be comfortable so I am positive she'll be wearing sweatpants. Madden scavenges for something that looks good but also comfortable at the same time; the closet is a mess and she hasn't even packed her bag yet. I step in the closet, to diffuse the episode and pick up a pair of black leggings off the floor and shockingly still on the hanger, a grey crew neck of mine. I hand her the items, and she takes the hint, "I'm flipping out, aren't I?" She says. I shake my head out of laughter then watch her as she undresses herself then puts on the clothes I handed her. I pack her bag for her so that she can relax. If she becomes overly anxious about this, she will end up canceling and as much as I'd rather her stay home with me, I know that going to be with other women is going to only benefit her. The episode brought on stress, causing her a headache, so she gets herself an Tylenol from the bathroom and I do the honours of bringing her bag to the front door for her. Such a gentleman and I'd never be caught doing this for anyone else; wouldn't have even done it for my mum.

* * *

I kiss my girl goodbye and watch as she enters the limo that just arrived to drop off the Jonas Brothers. Nick, Joe and Kevin all enter my house and my fiancé leaves me. I watch as the limo leaves my lot, then close my front door when it's disappeared. I turn to the three men in my house—sausage party, I joke in my head—"So, what you boys want to do?" Nick holds a bottle of his very own brand of Tequila: Villa One. Fucking tequila...