The weeks that Madison was in her cast Jeremy continued to visit Madison whenever she texted him. The visits became more frequent and more comfortable. They shared meals together, showered together, and he no longer had to wear his briefs when they showered. They talked about growing up and the differences in their backgrounds.

Jeremy’s family consisted of hard working blue-collar workers. His mother drilled into him the importance of good manners. It was not uncommon for him to get a slap on the back of his head if he stepped out of line. His mother sobbed the day Jeremy graduated from medical school and then she died three months later.

“Jeremy, I’m sorry.” Madison and Jeremy laid on her bed talking. It was after two in the morning, and Madison asked Jeremy to come over after his night with the members ended.

“It was a sad and painful day in my life, but she was so thankful that she lived to see me finish medical school.”

“And now.”

“Now, I feel like she’s watching me from above and I’ve let her down, but I don’t have it in me to continue in medicine right now.”

“But it’s not off the table.”

“No, it’s not. Tell me about your parents.” Jeremy asked, eager to change the subject.

Madison let out a long and profound sigh. “My parents, where to begin? My mom is compliant to my controlling father. I hate it, and I always try and give her a pep talk, but she’s happy the way she is. I think that sums it up.”

“Can you be happy for her because she’s happy?” Jeremy rested his hand on Madison’s stomach.

She casually unaware stroked his forearm. “I try, but it still upsets me. I would never put up with that from a man.”

“You wouldn’t choose to be with a man like that so you’d never have to put up with it.”

“True.” Madison turned her head and gazed at Jeremy. She stared down at his lips. She wanted to feel his lips against hers, once again. She needed to feel the way she felt the first time he kissed her. The kisses she experienced at RAW were rudimentary at best. There was meaning behind Jeremy’s brief kiss. There was no label for its meaning in her mind, not yet, because she didn’t know Jeremy well enough. And though Madison ran scared she wanted to feel that way again. “Can you kiss me?”

“You want me to kiss you?” Jeremy repeated her request.

“Just a kiss, nothing more.”

Jeremy nodded, lifted himself up on his elbow and leaned over Madison. He looked down at her lips as he pressed his fingers on her stomach. “Are you sure?” He asked.

“Kiss me. Please.”

Jeremy softly landed his mouth on hers. He moved back and gazed into her eyes. He needed reassurance before he continued. Madison bit down on her lip, nodded, wrapped her hand around his neck and brought his lips back to hers.

Madison trailed her fingers down his back as Jeremy grabbed her hip and pulled her into him. He traveled kisses over her cheek and down her neck while he slid his hand up the side of her body under her shirt. He covered her breast with his palm and brushed his thumb across her taut nipple. Madison threw her head back and released a soft moan.

Jeremy glided her shirt over her head, cupped her breast, and lowered his mouth over her nipple sucking it in. Madison let her hands explore his beautiful broad back. She outlined his muscles from top to bottom with her fingertips until she reached his behind. She flattened her palms and covered his ass pushing him into her hips. Jeremy released her nipple and stared down at Madison. She pushed against his erection as he covered her mouth, again.

Together they nibbled and sucked, as their kiss grew more intense. Their tongues danced, and they explored each other’s bodies with their hands. Madison felt the pulse between her legs as Jeremy grinded his erection on her hip. She purred out his name and Jeremy begged her for more.

“Madison, I need you to need me.”

His words brought everything to a halt. Madison pushed him away. “What did you just say?”

“What? I don’t know. What did I just say?”

Madison shook her head. “Nothing, forget about it, but you need to go.”

“Madison.” Jeremy brushed the back of his hand down her cheek.

“Jeremy, leave, now.” Madison turned her face away from him.

Jeremy stood from her bed and looked down at her. “I don’t know what I said to upset you, but I’m sorry.”

“Please Jeremy, just go.”

Jeremy reached for his glasses on her nightstand and grabbed his t-shirt off the floor. He ambled towards the door and looked back at Madison one last time. “Good night, Madison.”

Madison didn’t respond, nor did she look at him.

Jeremy snuck back to his room and stared at the ceiling the rest of the night. He didn’t know what went wrong, but Madison shut it down abruptly. Whatever he said came from a moment of passion but he obviously offended her and he knew there would be no more text messages asking him to come see her.

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Madison never did text him again after that night, and the next time he’d see her she’d be wearing heels walking through the restaurant to have dinner with Bevy.

He took every opportunity to look at her, but Madison took every opportunity to avoid eye contact with Jeremy. Jeremy still had no clue what he said to upset her but Madison wanted nothing to do with him.

He watched as Madison and Bevy dined together then he’d watch her leave the restaurant with her chosen men in tow. This went on for weeks, and Jeremy tried to distance himself from his thoughts of Madison. During the time he spent with her, he fell in love and now, seeing her with other men destroyed him.

Approaching her about it could get him fired, so Jeremy waited and continued doing what he did best, pleasing the women that requested him for group sex. He directed all his energy towards satisfying the other women. Luckily, the members of RAW took a liking to Jeremy, and he had a lot of requests. The members always booked Jeremy in Room One, and Bevy received great feedback about him. He worshipped the women when he got the chance, but group sex made it difficult.

Jeremy’s probation period was nearing the end, but it couldn’t happen fast enough. Jeremy needed to be alone with a woman. The constant group sex wore on him, and he ached for the day he could be alone with one woman. His preference would be Madison, but Jeremy set his mind on pleasing any woman who would book him for the evening. That woman would get his undivided attention, and he’d worship her, and in turn, he hoped it would lock in his chances of being booked in Room One over the other rooms.

In Room One, Jeremy could have sex with a woman in a more intimate manner. He didn’t have to use props; it was pure sex between a man and women. It was what Jeremy excelled at and what he enjoyed most. There was the possibility that an audience could watch but Jeremy mastered putting that out of his mind.

Many nights at the bar, the members mentioned that they were booking him for Room One as soon as his probation was up, so all he had to do was get through the remaining few weeks and things would shift for him at RAW.