Chapter 21
Madison
“So,” Zach said, putting his arms around my neck as I locked up the gallery and turned toward him. “Coming back to my house tonight?”
“I dunno,” I said coyly. “I might have to call all the other men I’m sleeping with and cancel plans.”
“Wanna use my cell phone,” he said, handing it toward me.
I laughed and leaned in, pressing my lips against his. He held out his arm and walked me to the limo waiting out front. We climbed in and sat close together, more than happy to be near each other. I had been wrong, and I had jumped to conclusions, something I did way too often. Zach had come for me tonight, and for no other reason. He was caring, charming, kind, and he stood talking to the clients with his hand on my lower back, just like we were a real couple.
I felt comfortable with him in a way I couldn’t explain, and I was more than ready to be back in his arms. We were so different, but it seemed to be working so perfectly. We fit together like peanut butter and banana sandwiches, a little awkward at times, but in the end, a perfect combination of salty and sweet.
As we drove along toward his penthouse, he scooted closer to me, putting his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into him. I leaned my head against his chest, listening to his breathing. I could feel his fingers trailing down my arm, and shivers fell over me. Immediately, I felt a lustful draw toward him, and I pressed my hand against his muscular chest, rubbing slightly before moving down to his stomach. I could feel him holding his breath as my fingers grazed over his belt, and I thought about beginning our night right then and there. But, as we drove through the crowded streets, the lights flashing through the windows, I decided that I wanted to wait until we got to his place, got comfortable, and could take our time.
I had been thinking about exploring his body all night long and was having a hard time keeping my hands off of him at the gallery. I let out a deep breath as we pulled in front of the high-rise. I scooted over to the door and pulled myself out and onto the curb, turning and waiting for him. He smiled at me as he walked up beside me, running his hand down my back and across my ass. I could feel my heart instantly start to beat faster as the anticipation began to grow. We walked across the lobby and into the elevator, standing close while we watched the floors tick by.
You could have heard a pin drop as we stood there, our hands rubbing against each other and our shoulders tense. I looked up at him as he looked down with his deep, lustful stare. I wanted him to take me right there in the elevator, but I knew this was going to last a lot longer than twenty something floors.
When the doors opened, I turned and walked backward out of the elevator, grabbing Zach by the tie and pulling him inside. He had a mischievous smile on his face, and I bit my lip, knowing this was going to be fun. I stopped and pulled hard so his face came down, his lips pressing hard against mine. He groaned as I undid his tie and hung it around my neck. I walked toward the bedroom and looked back at him with a grin. He raised his eyebrows and followed me back, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked.
I turned toward him and ran my hands up his chest, biting his bottom lip and pushing him down on the bed. I grabbed the remote and turned on his stereo, finding the perfect song and turning back with a wink of my eye. He leaned back and watched as I swayed my hips, dancing in front of him. Slowly, I slid my fingers over the buttons of my black blouse, opening them up to reveal my black lace push-up bra. I pulled my shirt off my shoulders and tossed it at him, watching as he shook his head, chuckling.
“You are so fucking gorgeous,” he said.
I turned away from him, reaching down and unzipping the back of my skirt. Slowly, I moved it down my hips, pausing for a second to tease him before letting it drop down around my six-inch black heels. I rubbed my hands up my body as I continued to dance, letting him get a good look at my ass. I bent over and touched my toes, revealing my wet, juicy mound. He groaned behind me as I slowly stood back up and turned back toward him, unclasping my bra and letting my breasts spill out.
He licked his lips and started taking off his clothes. His eyes were glued to my fingers, hooked in the strings of my thong. I pulled them off and slid them down to the floor, kicking them off, but leaving my heels on. I walked toward him, crawling across the bed and flipping over on my back. Immediately, he grabbed my legs and kissed down to my thigh, causing the air to trap in my throat. He looked up at me and smiled, running two fingers through my folds and pushing them inside of me, deep and fast. Instantly, the need increased, and he fingered me hard and fast, watching my face as I writhed in ecstasy underneath him. I wanted him so badly. I wanted to feel his cock throbbing inside of me, and I wanted to release this orgasm that was building in my belly.
“Fuck me,” I moaned. “Fuck me hard.”
“You want me?” He looked down and stroked his cock, biting his lip as I shook my head and whimpered.
He lifted my legs up over his shoulders and positioned the tip of his cock just inside of me. I grasped onto the bed and lifted my hips upward as he slammed down into me, my screams echoing through the apartment. In and out, over and over, as hard as he could go. I could hear our skin slapping against each other, and I slid my fingers down over my clit.
He groaned, watching me pleasure myself, and I leaned my head back, laughing and moaning as his cock beat into me harder and harder. My fingers began to move faster as I could feel the pleasure building. I clamped down on the bed and bit down hard as I reached the edge of orgasm. He reached his hands down and grabbed my waist, thrusting faster as my orgasm erupted, flowing through me like a river.
I arched my back and moaned loudly, rolling my eyes back as my body twitched and shook in Zach’s strong hands. A deep growl came from his throat as my juices burst forward, covering his cock. As my muscles relaxed, he pulled out and flipped me over on my stomach.
I like the way he handled me. I liked the way he put me exactly where he wanted me. He reached down and lifted me up onto my knees as he slid his cock back inside of me. I could feel his hands grasping my ass as he pushed with need and want. His fingers dug into my cheeks as he moved faster inside of me, sliding his thumb over my ass. He leaned forward and grabbed my shoulders, using them as leverage to shove his dick as deep as it would go. I screamed out in pleasure, feeling his cock filling me to the brim.
I reached one hand down between my legs and cupped his balls as he pushed hard against me. I could feel my juices dripping from his sack, and I slid my fingers up over my clit, growling as I ran circles over it, feeling his erection growing stronger and stronger. I lifted my body up and grabbed the headboard, arching my back and giving him more room. He grabbed my waist and pounded into me as fast as he could. I could hear him groan as my wetness covered his shaft, slipping and sliding through my pussy. Every crease and wrinkle of his huge dick rubbed against the inside of my pussy, creating a sensation unlike anything I had felt before. He began to slow down his movements, grabbing the base of his cock while still thrusting his hips slightly.
“I don’t want to come yet,” he groaned. “I want you on top of me.”
He rolled over on his back and grabbed my waist, pulling me toward him. He was so sexy laying there, looking over my entire body. I straddled him and slowly slid down his shaft, moaning and arching my back as I went. I could feel him deep inside of me as I sat down on him and began to grind my hips. He licked his lips and reached out, rubbing his thumb over my clit. I leaned back, putting my hands on his thighs and grinding hard against his body. He reached up and grabbed my hips and began pulling me up and down.
I could see the need in his eyes as he growled loudly, thrusting his hips upward, pushing his cock deep inside of me. As he pushed harder and harder, I could see his need turning to heat and just the look in his eyes released an arousal I hadn’t felt before. I reached down and rubbed my clit hard, throwing my head back and moaning as he slammed into me. Just as he reached up, pulling me hard onto him, I exploded in orgasm, arching high and holding my breath. I could feel his peak as well, and he groaned along with me as he exploded, his cock throbbing inside of me.
He continued to thrust short and deep as his body released and his orgasm ended. I rolled to the side, laying down next to him and breathing heavily. Once my heart had slowed and my breathing calmed, I crawled out of the bed and pulled on my panties and bra. As I reached for my dress, Zach looked up at me with confusion. I smiled at him as I searched the floor for my blouse.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting dressed,” I said quietly.
“No, stay,” he said, patting the bed next to him.
I dropped my skirt to the floor and smiled as I ran forward and threw myself into the bed. He laughed at my giddy behavior and pulled the covers over us. I could feel his arms pull me close as he nudged his nose into the nape of my neck. I had missed him, and I didn’t even realize that I did until he came into the studio tonight. Everything about our time together seemed absolutely perfect, and I still couldn’t believe that the rich suave guy from the blind date had become this man that I just couldn’t get my mind off.
Sure, I had to sit there and sell Lee’s shitty artwork, but it didn’t even bother me because Zach was there, always having one hand on me, always standing right beside me, and making me feel like I was the most important girl in the room. I knew he had an idea how hard it was to do this show, especially not being able to have my own, but all I needed was him there to calm my nerves. By the end of it, Lee had sold a bunch of crappy work to dealers. He left happy and didn’t even say anything shitty to me. All in all, it was an extremely successful show. And then I came home with this sexy man, made mind-blowing love to him, and was going to get to sink down and drift into a dream world with his arms wrapped around me. Nothing could ruin this for me, not even visions of Lee’s terrible art work.