Chapter 27
Madison
Everything in my life leading up to that event had been calm and simple compared to what had happened. I could remember the exact moment I thought there was no hope in escaping Lee. The loss of hope was one of the worst feelings that I had ever encountered. It was lonely, quiet, and sad, and it surged through my body like any other strong emotion. As I opened my eyes, wondering if there was any fight left in me, there he was. Zach. Running toward me like a super hero, his eyes wide with anger.
Everything from that moment until now seemed to move in slow motion, and my mind wouldn’t let me stop replaying it, over and over again. It didn’t help that every time I moved my mouth, pain shot through my entire face. I just wanted my mind to lay still, take it in, and understand that I was now safe. I guess I couldn’t expect miracles. It had just happened, and I wasn’t even sure I fully understood what was going on around me.
I opened the moon roof of the limo and let the shadows move across me. I grasped onto Zach’s leg to let myself know he was still there, still protecting me. Sure, I was still very confused about having him in my life, but at that moment, I didn't have it in me to even think about it.
When we pulled up at Zach’s building, I slid out of the car and felt my legs give way underneath of me. Zach reached over and grabbed me, scooping me up and cradling me in his arms. I breathed in his scent deeply, trying to extinguish the smell of Lee’s sweat and breath from my nose. Part of me felt like it was permanently embedded in my soul now.
I buried my face in his neck as he carried me across the sidewalk, through the lobby, and into the elevator. Even as the machines whirled, moving us upward, I kept my face on his shoulder, not wanting to open my eyes. I was terrified that if I did, all of this would be gone, and I would be back in the gallery, pressed against the cold metal door, trying to find a way to survive the situation I had found myself in. I couldn’t even begin to process what Lee’s intentions were, nor did I want to think about what would have happened if Zach and Charlotte hadn’t shown up.
I could hear the doors of the elevator slide open, and I felt as Zach walked inside of the apartment. The familiar scent of his space comforted me as he walked into the living room and set me down on the couch. He rubbed his hand through my hair and walked into the kitchen. I pulled my knees to my chest and stared out of the large windows at the sparkling city below. It felt different than it had before. In fact, everything felt different than it had before.
I looked up as Zach walked back over, handing me a glass of whiskey. I smiled and gladly took it, breathing deeply as the liquid warmed my scratchy throat. I held the cup in front of me, watching the lights from outside bend as they hit the glass. Zach sat down next to me and rubbed his hand deeply across my shoulders.
“Do you think I’ll ever feel normal again?” I kept my face pointed at the windows.
“Of course,” he said comfortingly. “Everything just happened. You have to give your brain a chance to process it. Everything will feel better, and probably as soon as you wake up in the morning.”
“I hope so,” I whispered.
“I’m going to go draw you a bath, light some candles, and I’ll come get you when it’s ready, okay?”
“That sounds really nice,” I said, looking back at him and mustering a smile. It may have looked forced to him, but I really did appreciate everything he was doing for me.
I sat on the couch, listening as he walked around the apartment collecting things to make my bath exceptional. The sound of running water in the tub echoed through the house, and the sound itself already began to soothe my nerves. I sipped at my whiskey, forcing myself to stay out of my head, needing to find that place of comfortable sensibility once again. I put my legs down and turned, looking around the apartment. As Zach walked from the back, I looked over at him and smiled. He stood next to the couch and reached his hand down to me. I let him pull me gently to my feet and took his hand as we walked back to the bathroom.
The smell of lavender hit me hard in the face as I entered, watching as Zach closed the door and moved in front of me. He took my glass and set it on the edge of the tub before turning back and lifting my shirt over my head. I kept my focus on his face, realizing just how handsome he was with a half-grown beard and messy hair. He looked tired, though, and I could probably guess what was keeping him up at night.
He was my hero, the man that had run into the building, tackled the villain, and scooped me up into his arms. I couldn’t help but feel a tingle in my belly as he pulled off my panties and walked me over to the large garden tub filled with suds and surrounded by flickering candles. He took my hand as I stepped into the hot, soothing water, lowering myself down and laying my head on the back of the tub.
I breathed deeply as Zach moved behind me sitting on the edge and patted the top of my head. I sat up slightly, feeling his hands gently roll over my shoulders before digging deep into my tense muscles. I groaned and closed my eyes as he massaged me, his hands pushing out any thoughts of anything other relaxation. I could feel the tense atmosphere swirling around me begin to slowly drain away, and I focused on nothing but the feeling of his strong hands kneading into my hardened shoulders.
The flickering of the candle light, the warm water, and my naked body began to mix together, bringing thoughts of ecstasy into my brain. I knew it had been a bad day, but I couldn’t think of anything that would be more relaxing than a hot, sensual bath with Zach. I tried to push the thoughts from my mind, knowing that what I needed to do was clear my head, but every time his fingers slid over my skin, I could feel my pussy heating up. I shifted slightly in the tub and leaned my head back on his legs, exposing my breasts. His hands slowly slid down and cupped them, massaging them deeply against me. My breath began to pick up as his palms rubbed against my nipples, and his eyes darkened as my tits bobbed up and down in the water.
As he leaned forward to kiss me, his hand slid down underneath the water, and he rubbed his fingers through my mound. I moaned into his mouth, feeling him slip slightly inside of me before raising back up and grasping my breasts. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him inside of me, his strong arms around me. I reached up and pulled his head near my lips and whispered.
“Take me.”
He stood up from the edge of the tub and undressed, his large rippling muscles shimmering in the flicker of the candle light. He stepped into the tub and sunk down, swimming toward me through the suds. I could feel his hard cock sliding up my leg as he pulled himself over me, pressing his mouth gently against mine.
I winced slightly from the pain in my cheek, and he kissed my forehead and eyelids. I reached my hands through the water to his wet slick skin and grabbed hold of his shaft, sliding my hand up and down. He growled low in his belly as I pulled him by the cock into me. I spread my legs, propping them on the sides of the tub and leaned back, moaning loudly as he entered me. He thrust slow and steady, mounting the passion between us. I reached up and gripped onto his back, pressing my foot against the wall to keep from sliding. He reached his arms down and grabbed my hips, pulling them into his as he pushed deep.
As our bodies collided, waves moved across the tub, spilling water out onto the floor. Several candles extinguished, and the mood was made even more arousing. Zach pulled back and turned me over, pulling me up on my knees. I grabbed the edge of the tub and lurched forward, thrusting my ass into the air. He moved fast into me, and I gasped as his body slammed against my ass.
His hands held on to my ass cheeks as he fucked me, deep and hard. He reached back and lightly slapped my ass, sending waves of pleasure through me. I sat up, leaning back against him as he put his arm around my waist and pushed upward, bringing an entirely new feeling into my body. I reached my arms over my head and leaned back into him, writhing in ecstasy as his fingers trickled down, rubbing my clit. I moaned, pushing back against him as he thrust.
My low, quiet groans echoed through the tiled bathroom, and I could feel my orgasm getting steadily closer. Zach pulled out and turned me back around, kissing my mouth while lifting me onto the edge of the tub. He rose up on his knees and yanked me forward, wrapping my legs around his waist. He reached down and grabbed his cock, guiding it back inside of me. I leaned my head back and moaned, feeling his throbbing shaft rubbing up and down inside of me.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and bit down on his neck, feeling the heat inside of me begin to bubble. His hips moved in short, deep strokes, rubbing against my clit. I gasped out as he pushed harder and faster, the water splashing all around us. As my muscles tensed, I took in a deep breath and arched my back, feeling the waves of my orgasm exploding inside of me and taking over my body. As my juices flowed down his shaft, he grunted, his muscles going stiff, and his hands clasping down on my skin.
His body shivered under my arms as his hips slowed, and he released, coming hard and long. Slowly, I released my grip and allowed him to push back, holding on to the tub. I slipped back down in the water in front of him and rinsed myself off in the sudsy water. He climbed out of the tub and dried himself off, wrapping the towel around his waist and reaching his hand down to me. I stood up, shivering from the chill in the room and allowed him to run the towel over my body and wrap it around my shoulders.
With Zach’s arms wrapped around me, we climbed into bed, snuggling up under the covers. The day had been so long and trying that I quickly fell into a deep sleep. However, as the moon passed overhead, dark dreams entered my mind, and I awoke, breathing heavily and steadily. I looked next to me in the bed, and Zach was sleeping without noticing that I had awoken. I laid there for several minutes, thinking about how much I cared for him, but how numb I really felt.
I wanted to forgive him, move forward, but with Lee’s terrifying face drifting through my dreams, it was hard to imagine I would ever feel the same again.