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As soon as she opened the door, Madison stepped inside and shut it behind her. She then proceeded to take a seat at my desk. I was speechless.”

"I didn't think you were going to— I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

"All you have to do is type ‘CEO and secretary’ into Pornhub, and then you get to see me all you want."

Although I appreciated the humor of the joke, I could not bring myself to laugh. "The tape is off the internet. I had everyone under the sun—"

"I’m joking with you, Randy. Did you lose your sense of humor overnight?"

I let out a sigh. "When I thought that I was losing you, yeah, I did lose my sense of humor. It's been nothing to laugh about."

She smiled coyly. "It's really sweet of you that you care so much. But you don't have to worry about losing me again,” she said, and I could hardly believe my ears. “I forgive you."

Once more, it felt like I was dreaming. I had to remind myself that this was actually happening. "Thank you Madison,” I said, before quickly adding, “But what does forgiveness entail? Of course I want you in my life. But I also want you as my girlfriend. Because I love you."

"Well I'll say this—"

My heart plummeted. She was rejecting me. She was walking away. And she was doing it in the most courteous manner she could manage.

"I love you too. That should answer your question as to whether or not I'll be your girlfriend."

My face lit up like a Christmas tree right after Thanksgiving when I heard the words. I couldn't believe it! I leapt up from my chair and leaned over the desk to give her a kiss.

That evening, I took her to the boardwalk, a place for us to be undisturbed and free from worldly distractions. We watched the sun sink below the horizon, the sky adorned with a beautiful sunset. I was struck by how much more special it was to share the moment with someone I loved. Having that special connection with another person makes the world a brighter place.

I stopped walking, my heart filled with emotion at her words. I leaned in and kissed her. It was a long, passionate kiss, one that promised our souls would find each other in the moments that followed. Our tongues intertwined, our bodies becoming one.

“I promise you, if I ever lie to you ag—”

She kissed me so as to shut me up. And I was okay with that. Because I, too, was tired of talking. I’d much prefer sex.

Chapter 22

Madison

Love is complicated and doesn't come without its own unique set of challenges. It's often romanticized in movies and songs, but in reality, it's much more complex than that. When you're in a relationship, you open yourself up to the possibility of getting your heart broken. It can be the most frightening thing ever, as there is no protection or shield between you and your partner. You become vulnerable and put all your feelings out there. The walls that once existed between two people are now gone.

I was filled with a euphoric sense of liberation when I finally got rid of the metaphorical bricks in my life. With nothing holding me back, I opened up to Randy and felt a deep trust in him, despite meeting him when we wore only masks. As I lay on his bed and we kissed passionately, I felt a sense of security and knew that he was the one for me.

My hand was resting on his hip as I felt the warmth of his skin against my fingertips. His chest was bare, and the sight of his chest hair was tantalizing. I felt my desire growing with each passing second, and I could feel my body becoming increasingly aroused.

I wasn't a shallow person, but I couldn't believe my luck with Randy. His body was incredibly chiseled, despite only working out twice a week, and his features were like something out of a GQ magazine. There were times when I felt like I was out of his league—I wasn't one to be easily impressed by looks, but he was certainly something special.

His hand moved to my breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. The second squeeze was a little firmer, as if he was trying to convey his hunger for me. I found this incredibly arousing, and I wanted him to want me and take me. Knowing that he loved me and desired me made me feel incredibly close to him. With all my walls down, I felt completely vulnerable to him and it was the most amazing feeling.

He suddenly stopped lying next to me, and before I could comprehend what was happening, he had climbed on top of me. His hands grabbed the hem of my tank top and pulled it up, revealing my bare breasts to him. His eyes were wide with excitement, almost like he had just uncovered a hidden treasure. He then leaned in and began to suck on one of my nipples, hard. His actions reminded me of a lion enjoying its feast.

Randy's hand slipped lower, sending waves of pleasure through me as he touched my clit. His touch was different from anyone else's, rougher and more confident. He knew exactly how I liked it, and it was a reminder that he really cared about me. I never thought something so intimate could also be a sign of genuine affection, but it was true. His attentiveness in the bedroom was a reflection of how attentive he was in all aspects of our relationship.

He removed my underwear and held me more firmly. He then placed his hand over my vulva, gently tapping it. When I began to climax, I had to move his hand away, to which he chuckled.

"Don't laugh; I can't help it. You're good at what you do."

"Only when it comes to you, baby."

He once again disappeared from view and I felt my legs being spread wide open. Though I had already exposed myself to him in the past, this position felt particularly vulnerable. I reminded myself that he had already seen me in every way possible, but I couldn't help but feel exposed as he looked directly into my most intimate area.

I was lost in a sea of pleasure from the way his tongue danced around my most sensitive areas. His expert tongue found all the right places, making me wetter and more aroused with every second. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climaxing, but all I wanted was for him to take me, to feel the fullness of his manhood deep inside me. I wanted it to fill me up, to make me feel like I was full of him. Every time he made love to me, it felt like he was going deeper and deeper, and I wanted to experience that feeling again. His size was always a pleasant surprise, and I wanted to feel that pleasure once more.

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