Chapter 30
Zach
I straightened my bow tie in the mirror, squirted soap on my hands, and watched as the water streamed from the marble sinks of the reception hall bathroom. My eyes focused in on the soap running from my hands and circling around the porcelain bowl before flowing quickly down the drain and out of sight. I could hear the light sound of orchestrated music playing from the speakers above my head and the chatter of the service staff passing by the doors. I looked up at my reflection, seeing the man I used to be. My hair was perfectly placed, my face was smooth and clean shaven, and my teeth sparkled white beneath my red lips. However, under my eyes told a different story. Large bags showed sleep did not find me very often, and a look in my eyes told me there was more to my life than just charity events and board meetings.
I had planned this night meticulously, making sure that everything was perfect, and not just so the homeless shelter could make money. I had made sure that every centerpiece was the perfect color, every dish served during dinner had the perfect flavors, and the lights were dimmed just the right amount. I did this all, thinking Madison would be here by my side.
I had been so excited to open my life up to her and show her there was more to me than a limo and a fancy apartment. Though my pockets were deep, so was my heart, and before I even realized it beat for Madison, I was doing my best to show her exactly what kind of man I really was. There was something about this girl that was different than all the rest, and though she had a killer body, it really had nothing to do with that. Even though I didn’t know it at the time, I had given up my goal to fulfill my virgin list the first time I met her. Instead, I fought for her body simply so she could be close to me, so I could really feel her and draw her to me. It had nothing to do with a childish game between friends.
I was supposed to get up and give an opening speech in just fifteen minutes, but I couldn’t seem to cut the chatter out of my head away. Between the loud conversations of the wealthy guests and the clinking of glasses and dishes, I couldn’t hear my own voice. I had run into the bathroom, trying to calm my mind, feeling like the whole place was spinning. And here I was, with water splashed on my face, the perfect tux, the perfect charity, the perfect smile, and none of it mattered a damn bit to me without Madison there to share it with me.
I had given a lot of thought to what Hudson had said, but I wasn’t sure how to even start chasing after a girl. The cliché flowers seemed stupid when it was for Madison. She put her heart into real conversation, not a bunch of dead plants shoved into a vase with a random card. What would I even write on that card anyway? “Please don’t hate me. I never meant for you to be attacked. Sorry, I may have destroyed your career, but please love me.”
I didn’t have the words.
The door behind me swung open, and an older gentleman walked through the door, nodding in my direction. I smiled kindly and grabbed some paper towels, blotting my face and hands dry before returning to the event. As I walked around the corner, I ran straight in Hudson, who laughed and slapped me on the shoulder. He looked me in the face and could see my disinterest but acted like he didn’t notice.
“Hey, there’s the man of the hour,” he said. “You ready for that speech?”
“Yeah,” I said, making sure my shirt was tucked in. “I gotta go talk to the head of the shelter. Uh, what was her name?”
“Elizabeth,” Hudson said, scrunching his eyebrows. “Hey, man you sure you’re okay? You can sit this one out. They don’t need an opening speech.”
I shook my head and took in a deep breath. “No, I got this,” I replied, slapping him on the shoulder and walking forward. I almost ran right into a server carrying a tray of empty glasses.
“Sorry,” I said, reaching out to help catch the tray.
“You sure man?” Hudson called out after me.
I waved my hand in the air, dismissing his concern, and walked up to the tall, middle-aged woman standing by the doors. She looked over at me and smiled, sticking her hand out and walking forward. I smiled, collecting my composure.
“Mr. Case,” she said, shaking my hand. “So good to see you. Are you ready to get this evening started?”
“Absolutely, Elizabeth,” I said, hoping I remembered that correctly.
“Wonderful. I’ll show you up the stage.”
I walked along behind Elizabeth, pulling the cards from my jacket pocket and reviewing my notes. The speech was going to be short and sweet, but I wanted to make sure I didn’t fumble through it. I stepped up on the stage and walked up to the mic, tapping it to get everyone’s attention. The room quieted, and everyone turned toward me.
“Good evening, everyone,” I said. “Welcome to the Fully Cased Auction for the Homeless. We are really excited to have paired with At Home Homeless Shelter and the city of New York to bring you a wonderful evening and raise money for those less fortunate than ourselves.”
As I looked up at the back of the room, I paused, my heart fluttering wildly in my chest. Through the doors, Madison walked in, clutching a small purse in front of her and looking absolutely stunning in a long, sparkling yellow evening gown. Her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail with large curls cascading from the back. Her dress hugged her body closely, and her cleavage bounced as she walked. I could feel my cock twitch in my pants as I shifted behind the podium. She smiled up at me, and I smiled back, a feeling of relief moving through me.
I continued my speech, feeling much more confident now that she was in the room. I made the crowd laugh before handing the mic over to Elizabeth. As I walked from the stage, Elizabeth’s voice faded into the background, and my focus was completely on Madison. I walked up to her and kissed her on the forehead, motioning for the doors. We walked out into the large open entryway of the building, and I turned toward her with excitement.
“You came,” I said, smiling.
She leaned in close and looked up in my eyes. “Not yet.” She chuckled with a wink.
“That’s my dirty girl,” I said, grabbing her around the waist and yanking her forward.
I leaned down and pressed my mouth against hers, kissing her deeply and with need. The smell of her perfume and the feeling of her body pressed tightly against mine ignited an arousal I hadn’t expected. I released her lips and looked around the empty area, finding a large wooden door near the back. She looked up at me as I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back and through the doors. I flipped on the light and looked around. It seemed to be an empty office, with nothing but a desk at the back. Madison turned to the door and clicked the lock, looking up slowly at me.
“Perfect,” she said, tossing her purse on the floor and lunging toward me.
The passion between us was unlike anything before, and we pulled and yanked at each other’s clothes. I pulled my jacket off and threw it on the floor as she unbuckled my pants. I reached back and unzipped her gown, pulling the front of it down until it hung at her waist, exposing her heaving tits. She yanked my pants, letting them fall to my ankles, and reached inside my boxer briefs, grabbing my long hard shaft. She pulled herself up on the desk and yanked my head down, pressing her lips against mine and biting my tongue. She moved her hand up and down my cock, hard and fast, causing me to groan loudly and lean into her. I looked down at her hand twisting and turning as my cock grew bigger and bigger by the second. She moved her lips from my mouth to my ear and whispered.
“Fuck me.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I said with a coy smile.
She leaned back on the desk as I pulled her dress up and pulled her little silk panties from her body. I rubbed her pussy with my hand and licked my fingers before plunging them deep inside of her. She leaned her head back and moaned softly, trying to keep from getting caught. I turned my hand palm up and fingered her deep and hard, listening to her as she stifled her pleasure from escaping her lips. She was so wet and ready for me, there was no way I could delay. I reached down into my wallet and grabbed a condom, ripping off the top and pulling it over my dick. I moved forward, holding the base of my shaft and pushed into her wet mound, listening as she moaned and gasped.
She leaned back on the desk, and I grabbed her hips, pulling her toward me. I put my hands down on the edge of the desk and began to thrust, watching her body as she wiggled and wormed at the feeling of my cock pleasuring her. She put one hand over her mouth as I reached down and began to rub her clit, hearing nothing more than a stifled moan. Watching her tits bounce up and down as I fucked her harder and harder made it really hard to not come right then and there, but I wanted to feel her reach her peak before giving into my own. I leaned forward over her and grabbed the other side of the desk, running my tongue across her lips. Forcefully, I shoved my cock into her over and over, hearing our bodies smacking against each other.
“Yes,” she groaned. “Fuck me hard.”
I immediately gritted my teeth and continued pounding into her with long, deep strokes. I could see her eyes begin to widen and feel her fingers dig into my back as she let herself reach the edge of orgasm. I gyrated my hips into her, hard and fast, pushing her as quick as I could over the ledge. As her pussy tightened around my cock, I groaned loudly, allowing myself to feel the waves of orgasm as I came at the exact same time.
I leaned down and pressed my mouth hard against hers to stifle the loud screams of ecstasy. My hips continued to thrust lightly into her, until her body relaxed and her eyes opened to meet mine. We parted lips and breathed heavily into each other as I reached down and grasped the top of the condom and pulled out. Feeling my legs weak beneath me, I rested my head on her naked breasts, listening to her heart beat wildly. She ran her fingertips over my neck and face, and I couldn’t even explain how good it felt to have her back in my arms. She definitely surprised me, walking into the auction, and that passion came out of nowhere.
“Wow,” she said, chuckling.
“Wow” didn’t even begin to describe the feeling I had in my chest, knowing Madison wasn’t completely gone from my life.