Madison

I look in the mirror again and see that all the bruises of that unfortunate accident are gone. I wrap myself in the towel and go to my closet to get an outfit for work. Moving around some things, I find Noah’s black T-shirt, I pick it up and smell it, it still has his scent.

I miss him, I miss his scent, his affection. We haven’t seen each other in days, we only text. He says he’s in a big case, Alyssa even mentioned that he comes home late and spends the night perched over a pile of files.

I don’t know...

Sometimes I have the impression that he’s avoiding me. But why? We’ve always been straight with each other, in fact, that is what made me like him so much. He never hid or withheld anything to spare me. Noah is direct, no matter what the others think. What is going on, Your Honor? I got so used to having you around.

I put on some jeans, a basic blouse, my inseparable boots, my coat and I head to the Secret Garden. I love that place. Today, I’m no longer a bartender, I help Rebecka manage the place. We made some great improvements that made all the difference, we have an excellent team of professionals.

I’m greeted by the bouncers and head straight to the Office, to see if Rebecka left me any notes. I sit and think about Noah. I reach for my cell phone to see if there’s at least a text from him, but there’s nothing. I could call and ask if everything is okay, but I’m not ready to get dumped for the first time in my life.

I distract myself with my work and tending to a few customers who were at the club. I chat with Cole and Aidan, go over some things with Ramon, and go back to the Office. Then, a bouncer escorts a deliveryman with flowers up here.

“Excuse me, Maddie. There’s a delivery for you.”

I nod and point the boy in.

“Good evening, Miss Harver,” he hands me a wonderful bouquet of flowers, unlike any I’ve ever seen. Orchids, roses and peonies. They range from light to dark pink and white. “Can you sign here, please?” I sign it and give it back to him, he hands me a card and give me a message, “A car will come by to pick you up at nine o’clock.”

“Who?” I curiously ask.

“I believe that’s on the card. Have a nice night.”

After he leaves, I open the card and read it:

 

“Come find me, I need to see you again.

I miss you, Red...

Noah”

I smile from ear to ear. I’ve received flowers many times before, but none meant what those mean. I have no idea why. I like Noah, actually, I adore him. But feelings so deep are not part of my life. I look at the flowers in my arms again and I feel peaceful, I know he misses me too.

I got back to work, counting the hours. Before I knew it, I was told I had a driver waiting for me. I said goodbye to Rebecka and met Frank in front of the club, waiting for me with the car door open.

“Good evening, Maddie,” he greets me, smiling.

“How are you Frank?”

“Very well, and you?” He is a very nice man. For a while, I was trying to figure out how he had the stomach to serve the Evil CarLame.

“I’m fine,” I get in the car and we drive off. I realize he’s doing a different path, going in the opposite direction. “Frank, where are we going?”

“Towards the Coast. It’ll be a rather long journey, Madison.”

“Coast? Long journey? I don’t have any clothes, you have to turn back!” I tell him, getting very irritated.

He smiles.

“There’s a suitcase for you in the trunk. Don’t worry, just enjoy the ride.”

As if it were easy to just let go and enjoy the ride. What’s Noah up to? A shiver of anticipation runs through my body, which soon wakes up all of those hot memories of us. Noah awakens the best in me, and also the femme fatale. I stare out the window, at the city behind us, and I fall asleep.

I wake up with someone stroking my face.

“Wake up, my dear Red,” I open your eyes and see those eyes that makes me sigh. Noah kisses me tenderly.

“Hi...” I whisper.

“Hi,” his smile makes him even more handsome.

He extends his hand and helps me out of the car. Frank hands Noah a suitcase and goes away, leaving me there, in the company of one of the most handsome men I have ever met. He escorts me to the house, we pass by a beautifully decorated hall and we go into the living room, where the decor is basically white: a couch in “U” shape in white leather, with three white leather armchairs to match, and a glass coffee table.

“This place is beautiful, Noah.”

“It’s even more beautiful in the daylight,” he comes up to me, “Today I want to show you how much I’ve missed you, tomorrow I’ll show you the house.”

The majesty in his walk towards me, his serious manner and the look of pure desire in his eyes make up the man of any woman’s wet dreams. Noah’s dressed in beige shorts and a thin fabric white shirt, with only the last two buttons done, his chest exposed for my enjoyment.

He takes my mouth in a soft kiss, his tongue asks to touch mine, I resist, I want him to fight for me. Noah bites my lower lip, making me moan and lower my guard, he breaks into my mouth, making my body scream for him. The kiss that started sweet, soon turned into chaotic, we were devouring each other.

His hands roam my body and, where they touch, they burn like lava. He pulls my hair to the side to have access to my neck, kissing, sucking, licking...

“Oh Noah...”

He moves away and stares at me, right then and there, I realized just how much I missed him. Noah takes my hand and leads me to the kitchen, which is as beautiful as the rest of the house.

“I hope you don’t mind eating in the kitchen. I don’t know where they keep things around here, and Martha prepared something that I can heat up in the microwave,” he says, shrugging.

I look at what Martha prepared and realize that not everything is supposed to be warmed up. I push him to the side, put a dish in the microwave and I ask him to serve the drinks. While I set the table, he serves us a glass of white wine to go with the fish. We sat opposite to each other and started eating, Noah is quieter than usual, eating with his head down.

I wish he trusted me enough to open up. I know that I probably can’t help, but at least I could help carry whatever is burdening him. He looks at me and I think I see pain in his eyes.

“I miss you, Madison.”

My body relaxes with his statement. Honestly, I thought he was going to say that we couldn’t see each other anymore or that something bad had happened. I smile and answer.

“Me too...”

The sexual tension between us is so strong that even the silence can make you shiver. With great difficulty, I finish eating and I look at him, he just stares at me. Without wasting any more time, he pushes his chair back, and I sit on his lap. Our mouths merge into an orgasmic kiss.

He gets up, with me still on his lap, and we climb the stairs, to the end of the hallway and into a wonderful suite. The room was completely dark, except for a few candles that perfumed the place. Before I could pay attention to the room, I feel Noah behind me, his hands trace a path to the front of my shirt, and he unbuttons it, while kissing my neck. I melt with his touch.

When he finishes with my shirt, he goes for my pants taking them off too. Noah gets down and kisses each one of my butt cheeks, making his way up to my neck. He bites my ear lobe and speaks with a low voice.

“I’m going to make you cum countless times and, in each one of them, you’re gonna yell my name. I’m going to suck you, lick you, bite and mark you as mine. And to top it off,” he takes his hand to my ass, massaging my anal opening, “I’m going to fuck you right here and take possession of your entire body. Understand, Miss Harver?”

“Y-yes.”

He quickly takes my clothes off, throwing me naked on the bed. He does a little show, taking off each piece of his clothes and gets on top of me, we kiss each other like there’s no tomorrow. Soon, he goes down to my breasts and, while sucking on one nipple, he plays the other, making me moan.

His assault is long, wet and delicious, treading a path down with his tongue and opening my legs. He touches his fingers on my wet opening, which contracts in anticipation. His fingers are replaced by his mouth, and he doesn’t hold back. He plays with his tongue, sucking, licking and biting my nerve, I yell with pleasure. He penetrates me with his fingers while his tongue works on my clit and fucks me with mastery. My orgasm doesn’t take long and, when I reach my climax, I get dizzy.

Noah comes over me again and kisses me, sharing my taste in his mouth. While we kiss, he rubs his cock in my opening, and I try to force him to penetrate me, but Noah doesn’t allow it, he wants to see me beg. Oh Lord!

He penetrates me again with his fingers and all the sensation is revived. He pinches my clitoris and my lust comes back like an avalanche. I try to get up, I can’t keep still anymore, but he stops me. Noah massages my butt’s entrance, while his tongue traces my vulva, and here we go again, into a spiral of pleasure. One finger felt good. Two fingers, it was delicious, but I felt something different. Three fingers, I felt uncomfortable, when he realized that, he stops the movement and focuses only on my pussy. I was already lost, my body convulsed, and I cried out his name.

Then, Noah finally penetrated me with his cock, making me moan loudly, asking for more, always more. He kisses my mouth, sucks my tongue, bites my lip, and I pull his hair, bite his chin and scratch his back. A mixture of sensations spreads through my body: his mouth on my breasts, one hand on my ass and his cock fucking my pussy, desperately. I can’t keep up, I cum again and, once more, fall into the precipice of pleasure.

He lays beside me, removes the condom and tosses it aside. I watch his body, every muscle, every tattoo, his cock... I gather my strength, climb on top of him and start licking every tattoo. That’s been hammering in my head ever since I met him. His moans increase according to the place, when I come near his dick, he holds his breath. I suck the head, stroke it my tongue, massage his balls, his moan is deep. I dare swallow him whole, all at once, choking myself, and Noah calls for me. My name is sweet when it comes out of his lips, stimulating me to suck him harder, and I do it while I masturbate him.

“Oh Madison... God, that’s so good.”

Noah interlocks his fingers in my hair and dictates the rhythm of my fuck. Yeah, I’m fucking him with my mouth. There is no greater pleasure for a woman to listen to the groans of her man knowing she’s the cause. I speed up and feel the pulse of his vein in my mouth. He’s close to cumming...

My joy doesn’t last long, he gets off my mouth and says, “I want to cum inside of you.”

He goes to a small bag on top of the dresser and takes something out of it, then he comes back to bed and puts on a new condom. He positions me on all fours, kisses my neck and turns my face to reach my mouth. As he kisses me, he penetrates my ass with his fingers.

“Are you ready for me, Madison?”

I nod yes, and he takes one of his hands to my clitoris. Noah sticks his cock into my pussy and fucks me slowly, making me aware of every inch coming in and out of me. He drives me insane. I feel a cold liquid in my entrance and, soon after, his cock in my tight ass, I get tense. Noah stimulates my clitoris again and I relax, he forces his way, and I start to feel a burning sensation.

I don’t know if pain gives me pleasure, what I can say is that the stimulation in my clit added to the burning sensation in my anus triggered an unimaginable pleasure, leading me to the peak of desire. I moaned, screamed, asked for more ... I pronounced gibberish words, moans that seemed more like sorrows.

“Come with me, Red. Give me all your pleasure.”

And that was all it took for another orgasm to take over me. My body convulses with pleasure, my head is blank, my strength no longer exists, and I’m the most satisfied woman in the world. That’s me in his hands.

I wake up with Noah caressing me. I open my eyes and see him there, but his eyes don’t match his smile. He keeps cuddling me gently, kissing me softly, and my heart tightens.

“What’s going on with you, Noah?”

He shakes his head, “Nothing...”

I turn to him, “I know there’s something going on with you. Please, let me in.”

He runs his fingers through my face.

“I’m just tired, wishing some things were different. But...”

“But life is not fair...” I complement.

“Exactly,” he says, exasperated, “I don’t want to think about anything. Today, I just want to take advantage of you.”

Noah kisses me and softly penetrates me again. His pace is deliciously slow, as if we were making love... If I don’t hold on to my sanity, this man will make his way into my heart and become my downfall. We had sex twice before we got up to get some breakfast.

I went to the bathroom to shower up and found everything I needed for my hygiene. But nothing prepared me for that bathroom. What was that, people? It’s huge; the bathtub is enough for an entire basketball team, and the view of the ocean, spectacular.

Is this Noah’s house? Alyssa said that he was looking for one, but he hadn’t found the one he wanted. It must be Christopher’s, despite having more of Benjamin’s style. I walk out of the bathroom and pick up his shirt from the floor, I put it on and go down to find him setting the breakfast table.

“Noah, this place is amazing!”

“You haven’t seen nothing yet. I’ll take you on a tour after breakfast.”

We sit down to eat, and drink some juice, because, by the looks of it, Your Honor doesn’t know how to boil water for some coffee. He breaks the silence.

“What do you have with Cole Knight?” Noah asks.

“I really like Cole.” He stares at me, very serious, and a V shape forms between his eyes. “We had some good times with some good drinks, parties, marathons,” I say, winking at Noah, and he doesn’t like it very much, “Most of the time, Aidan was with us...”

“Did they share you?” he walks back and forth.

“Not always. Sometimes it was just Cole; others, just Aidan.”

Noah continues to pace back and forth, pulling on his own hair, and I laugh. Men! They can’t see beyond their own noses. I’m going to let him suffer a little bit more.

“The last time we were together, I was amazed by Cole’s endurance,” I widen my eyes to be more convincing, “Eighteen hours straight. Can you believe it?”

“I don’t want you near those motherfuckers. Understand, Madison? I don’t want to have to punch those jerks in their faces,” Noah snarled.

“When you first met me, you knew I wasn’t a virgin anymore, Noah.” I keep eating my papaya and laughing. I’m finding this little jealous moment so cute.

“Madison... Madison...”

“Don’t worry, Your Honor. Our relationship was intimate, but not deep... How can I explain ...”

Noah stops walking and looks at me, startled.

“Did they pay you to have sex?” As he took a deep breath, I just laughed and laughed. I’m laughing so much, my belly hurts.

“Noah, Cole is gay.”

He stops walking the minute I say the words.

“What?”

“Cole is gay, and Aidan is not just his best friend, he’s his boyfriend. The marathons are for binge watching TV shows, not sex! At Holidays, Christmas, New Year, celebrations, they always welcome me into their home.”

Noah comes to me and kisses me hard, to the point that my lips hurt. He puts me on the table and gets between my legs, kissing me desperately.

“My head was already conjuring a thousand ways to end Cole and Aidan,” he slaps my thigh, “Don’t ever do that again. You are mine!”

The slap burns, and the lust comes in the same intensity. I open my shirt, exposing my breasts, I know he loves it.

“Then, remind me who I belong to.”

I didn’t have to say it twice, his mouth was already on me, more specifically, in my breasts. Quickly, he opened his shorts and penetrated me without any kind of consideration. That’s how I like it, slaps, bites and intense fucking. He rounds my clitoris with his finger as he fucks me vigorously. I don’t take long to cum, and he cums right after, taking his member out of me and cumming on my thighs.

Not happy with just marking my legs, he spreads his cum all over my body.

“You’re mine, all mine and mine alone!”

Noah leaves and comes back with a damp towel to wipe me clean. Then, he buttons my shirt and hands me a slipper.

“Let’s get to know the house.”

“How did you find this place?”

“Benjamin showed it to me,” just as I imagined. Ben and his extravagances.

Noah takes my hand and we head towards the living room. He opens the doors and I marvel at what I see. An extensive deck, a huge swimming pool, a beautiful and flowery garden. We walk to the other end and I see the grandeur of the place, from here we can see the ocean just below.

We keep walking and go down some steps that lead to the beach. On the last step, Noah stops me up and takes off my slippers, so we can walk on the sand. I’m delighted at the sight of the rocks that surround this piece of paradise with crystalline waters and white sand.

“Noah, I’m speechless, this place is absurdly beautiful!”

He smiles.

“It really is.”

We walked along the small strip of sand, hand in hand. I don’t remember feeling this good with anyone in this kind of situation. I look at Noah and, once again, I contemplate his beauty. What I admire most about him is his sincerity and transparency.

He’s not okay, there’s something going on, but just as Noah is transparent, there’s a wall that doesn’t allow you to know what’s going on in the deepest corners of his soul. Insisting won’t do any good. Maybe he doesn’t trust me enough to tell me everything. Still, I’ll always be here for him.

We went back to the house and I heard my cell phone ringing somewhere... I never know where my phone is. It’s like it has legs and goes off on its own just to prank me! I find it on the living room floor. Yesterday, when I arrived, it must have fallen from my things. I look at the screen and see that it’s Meredith, a friend who doesn’t want to change, but insists on talking about it.

“Hello, Meredith. How can I help you?”

“Hi, Maddie,” I hear her sobs. Once again, desperate.

“Easy, honey. Breathe deeply. Take your time... That’s it... Now, talk to me. What’s bothering you?”

“I guess I wasn’t born to be happy... Hank’s gone again,” Hank is a poor fellow, kidnapped by this woman’s exacerbated feelings.

We started talking a few months ago and, since then, I’ve been trying to figure out why she wants to keep in touch with me. Meredith doesn’t want to change, doesn’t want to improve, she thinks the problem is the world and she wants me to agree with her point of view. I’m tired of trying to help her, she doesn’t want my help, there’s nothing I can do, but I also can’t just leave her desperate, can I?

“Meredith, listen carefully: you have to stop associating happiness with marriage. Understand this, happiness is not a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow that you’ll find and become happy forever, married, with children and a dog. Happiness is the sum of those moments that do us good, that marked us, regardless of whether it was with someone or not. Marriage is a happy moment in this sum, but it’s not all there is. You’ll get marry thinking that you’ll have a Prince at home who’ll do everything for you, who will travel with you a hundred times to renew your wedding vows, but that’s not real. You’ll be a mother, you’ll have a whole house to care for, laundry, a child to take to school, and a husband who’ll be staring at the TV every chance he gets. You’ll no longer be a priority for yourself. So, enjoy your life as much as you can, enjoy your single status, do whatever you feel like doing. One day, after having enjoyed a lot and seeing that there is nothing else to do but to take the next step, donate yourself to another. Do you understand me, Meredith?”

“Yes...” she says, still sobbing.

“Men don’t like to feel suffocated... Not just men! I hate feeling suffocated. Dedicate yourself to something other than to fill Hank with love. Take crafting classes, a self-makeup course, study the Kama Sutra. Spend your time on yourself and your profession; whatever is left, you can give it to Hank.”

“But-but what if he leaves me?”

“My dear, he already did! That means your way of thinking didn’t work out. Think about what I said and try, if it doesn’t work, at least you did something to be happy.”

“Thank you, Madison.”

“Take care!”

I hang up the phone and see Noah, leaning against the door frame, looking at me and smiling. I just know he’s going to joke around. I sit on the couch and stare at the ocean, far away. He sits beside me and caresses my face.

“So, happiness is not a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?”

“No. Happiness are small moments in which the human being thinks of himself as fully complete.”

“Interesting concept, just like that one about the Prince Charming who has more to do with rescue than with perfection. You would be an excellent psychologist. Your advices are not very orthodox, but it would still help many people out there.”

I turn to him, intending to bicker.

“What do you mean, unorthodox advice?”

He laughs.

“This is a direct quote, Madison: My dear, the Bible doesn’t say oral sex will send you to hell. But it says that divorce will take you there. So, suck on your husband, suck with pleasure, practice with a banana, cover your teeth with your lips so you don’t hurt him. Because if it’s to go to hell, at least you’ll be satisfied and sucking your husband. I laughed for two hours straight, Red.”

“Women are raised into a religious bowl, in which the ‘cannot’ is the rule. Did you know that most of the female population doesn’t know what an orgasm is? I’m here to demystify this sort of thing. Sex is life and, yes, we can!”

He gives me that corner smile that makes him devilishly handsome.

“We can, missy?”

“Of course...”

Noah opens my shirt, exposing my breasts and pinching one nipple. He opens his shorts and his cock breaks free. He starts to touch himself, masturbating. He throws his head back, moaning, making my mouth water. I enjoy that vision of paradise until his fucking cell phone rings. Noah picks up the phone but keeps touching himself. I can’t hold back, I take him in my mouth, making him stutter.

“Y-yes. Okay... Oh... Nothing... Okay, okay. Oh... I’ll take her. Bye.”

Noah gets up and gets me to ride him. He takes my mouth and invades me with his merciless tongue. He goes down to my nipple, sucking, biting... Noah puts an end to my sanity. He slaps my ass, and I ride faster, stronger. I go up and down desperately, I want everything, I want Noah! I cum saying his name. I get off him and take his cock in my mouth again. Quickly, he cums calling for me.

He pulls me into his lap again, kisses me softly and touches his forehead against mine.

“I’d give everything I have to stay here with you, but reality won’t let us. Rebecka needs you at the club tonight,” he looks at me, “I adore you, Madison. Even though you are rude, stubborn, complicated. I like you so much. Never forget that.”

My heart tightens, a knot forms in my throat. I’m battling for words to come out, I want to say the same, because I feel it. I open my mouth and close it again, but the words just don’t come out... Noah reads the desperation in my eyes, puts his hands around my face, kisses my forehead and my lips.

“Easy now. I already know you well enough to know that you feel the same. One day you’ll get over it, Madison.”

I get off him and go to the window, feeling like crap. The guy simply said he adores me, it wasn’t an I love you. I forgot how to reciprocate these emotions, I’m unable to tell someone what I feel when these feelings reside inside my heart. I’ve shut myself so tight that now I don’t know how to open myself up again. I turn to Noah, who’s still sitting on the couch.

“I’m sorry,” I try to justify myself, “I just... freeze up.”

He comes up to me and kisses my forehead.

“Don’t worry,” he goes toward the stairs, “You’re going back home with me.”

And my heart goes back to dancing the cha-cha-cha.