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“Madness, I—” he starts but there’s a noise in the woods, and it distracts us both. One that sounds like something large made it. I put my hand on his shoulder, and he runs his down the back of my calf. “We better get inside.”
“Yeah…” He grabs my panties and helps me slip back into them, and I grab my shorts and throw them on too. The only thing worse than getting eaten by a mountain lion is walking in half naked to an audience of my brother and his friends.
9
Quentin
The fearof getting killed on a deck after having the best fucking time of my life has sobered me just enough when I get inside that I grab another water and head to her room quicker than I should. Madison’s hurrying along just behind me, and she shuts the door, leaning against it laughing softly.
“That would have been an awkward way to die.”
I grin back at her and down the water. I can still taste her on my tongue, and fuck if I don’t want more of her. Anything she’ll give me. Especially when she looks at me like she did out there. Like I’m her own personal god, and she’d do anything for me. But it still surprises me when a moment later she reaches for my belt.
“Madness…” I say, half-warning and half-questioning.
“Quentin…” She mocks my tone.
“What are you doing?”
“Returning the favor.”
My hand’s at her wrist a second later, stopping her in her tracks. I shake my head.
“No. This was about you getting to experience that and what it felt like. For you. Not me.”
“What if this is about me too?”
I give her the same flat look she’s given me in the past.
“I’m serious. I want to. But you haven’t let me touch you so far. Is there something… do you not think I can or—” She falters and looks up at me. “Oh. I didn’t… Do you not get hard enough—I mean, are you not attracted to me enough?” The doubt that colors her tone tears a hole into my resolve.
“I don’t know if I’ve ever been as attracted to anyone as I am to you, Madness.” It’s too much. Too honest because between the alcohol I’ve had and being drunk on the taste of her, I can’t censor myself like I should. Her lashes flutter and then a small grin forms.
“Then let me do this for you. Please?”
I’m fucked because I can’t say no to her. I’m trying and the word is failing to make it past my throat. I want her more than I’ve wanted anything in my life right now.
“Yes. Fuck… Okay. Yes but go slow. If you hate it or something, just say so. Okay? I don’t want you to feel like you have to.” Now I’m nervous, because if she hates this I’m going to feel like an asshole. Not to mention it’s going to hurt and I’m going to have to bury that reaction fast. I take a breath and run my palms over her forearms.
Her fingers tug at my belt and I help her undo it and my pants and boxers. I sit down on the lower bunk and she hits her knees in front of me. Her eyes fall to my cock and I see the way they go wide. Her tongue teases over her lower lip and I can’t fucking wait to know what it feels like. She hesitates before she touches me though, her hand hovering just over my cock.
“I’m so nervous though. I don’t want to hurt you or like… be bad at this.” She looks up at me. “I’m sorry. That’s not sexy. I just…”
“You don’t have to do this.” I slip my hand around hers and press her palm against the mattress.
“No. I mean, I want to. I really want to. I just don’t want to fuck it up.”
“You won’t be bad. I promise this is hard to fuck up. Just go slow and ask questions if you want. Like with all of this. If you’re not sure. Just ask.”
“Asking feels… not sexy.”
I smile at her and slip my fingers under her chin. “Don’t worry about not being sexy. Everything you do is sexy. You yell at me about the Regency era, it’s sexy. You stomp up this ladder pissed at me, it’s sexy. You eat ice cream and it’s fucking sexy. I promise you’re good.”
She smiles back, and her eyes light with renewed confidence.
“Okay.” I hear the resolve in her tone.
Her eyes fall back over me and her fingers wrap tentatively around me. She tightens them just a bit and then starts to stroke my cock gently. Just her touch feels like it could be enough. Enough that it’s heightening the need I already have, making me harder, and I close my eyes to focus on it. I’m lost in it, just the feel of her palm over my skin and the careful way she works me over has me leaning back on the bed, bracing myself. I’m not even sure I need her mouth.
