14. Chapter 14 Some Things Are Better Than Promises Weve Made.
Chapter 14: Some Things Are Better Than Promises We've Made.
Killian
Past POV
(Before he returned to the house…)
I spent the past three days in the hospital with half a mind.
Certainly, my mind was preoccupied with saving the young man from the tumor, the lady from a bullet lodged in her body, and the recent case of trying to stitch someone's head. All of these were easy fixes, thanks to Dr. Stuart and Dr. Ramone assisting me.
A greater percentage of my mind was back home with Madison.
She promised not to go anywhere until the stalker got caught and properly cuffed.
But I know Madison.
Which is why I wanted Gwen to visit.
If a child likes playing outside because of a certain thing, but you wish for the child to start playing inside, it's better to get that thing and keep it in the same vicinity as the child.
I'm hoping that trick will work on someone who is childish.
I let out a long sigh.
"He's been doing this so often," Dr. Stuart whispered to Dr. Ramone.
"I've noticed the same thing as well," he replied.
"Could it be that? " she asked as she covered her mouth in surprise.
"It's most definitely that ," he said as he stroked his beard, both of them looking at me while grinning.
"What are you talking about?" I frowned.
"Your mind has been halved," Dr. Ramone said.
"I believe that's old news by now," I said, rubbing my eyelids. "What do you both mean by that ?"
They exchanged glances with each other and then looked back at me.
"It's obvious you're in love," Dr. Stuart said. "Either that or you're missing someone badly."
"Both of which can mean the same thing," Dr. Ramone added.
I could expect a conversation like this from Dr. Stuart because she's a rookie and all, but coming from someone as wise as Dr. Ramone, it was almost unbelievable.
"It's not love. I'm just missing someone," I corrected.
"You don't act like it's not love, but we won't argue," Dr. Stuart said.
"Besides, it's someone who has been placed in my care, so I can't afford to let my feelings show," I said.
"Doesn't mean anything," Dr. Ramone said with a sigh. "You're human. Even as medical practitioners, we understand the power of feelings and emotions. If what you have found brings you happiness, and the other person is happy with you, why should it matter if you made a promise or not?"
"I agree with Dr. Ramone; he has been married for years, after all," Dr. Stuart said.
I thought deeply about what they said.
I have developed feelings for Madison, and there's no denying that.
I'm meant to act on these feelings, but only one thing stops me.
My promise to Nathan.
Present
"It's Nathan," she says as she hurriedly answers the phone. "Hello?"
The moment we had has been ruined.
As soon as the phone call ends, we both have to pretend nothing has happened.
"He's fine. We just had dinner," she says.
He's even asking how I am.
Madison's voice is softer than I've seen her talk to him before.
He might suspect that something is wrong.
"Okay, I will," she says and hands me the phone. "For you."
"Hello?" I call.
"Hey, buddy. What magic did you use on her to get her to be all calm and nice?" he asks.
"I didn't do anything. I told you she would grow up," I reply as I glance at Madison.
She smiles, and I smile too.
"Glad to know that she hasn't been giving you any trouble," he says with a sigh.
I notice Madison playing with my pants. She pulls it slightly down and brings out my member.
"Killian? Killian?" Nathan calls my attention.
"Hmm? What? Sorry, I'm watching animal fails on TV. A puppy is doing something she's not supposed to do," I explain as I focus on Madison and her impish smile.
"Oh, okay," he buys it. "I was saying I'll be back soon. Do you think you can hold out till then?"
"How soon? Ah!" The familiar tingling again…
"What happened?" Nathan asks.
Madison is licking my pubic area, stroking me.
"The puppy hits its face," I reply, swallowing hard. "How soon will you be back?"
"I don't know yet," he replies. "Maybe sometime next week or the week after?"
"Woof," Madison says in a whisper before putting my member in her mouth.
She starts to suck everything. Her eyes close as she revels in the taste.
"We can't wait to have you back," I reply. "Hurry home."
"Missing me that much?" he asks.
She moves faster as she opens her eyes, looking at me.
"I just want you to get your sister off me… my hands, that is," I reply.
"Fine, see you soon. Give her the phone, please," he requests.
I hand over the phone to her.
"Mmm?" she replies as she places the phone to her ear, but my member is still in her mouth.
She pulls out but continues stroking me, saying, "I'm being a good girl for once. He shouldn't be worrying about getting rid of me."
She puts my member back into her mouth and responds, "Mm hmm? Mm hmm. Okee."
The 'okee' is muffled.
She pulls out and continues stroking me again, saying, "Okay, big brother, later."
She hangs up and says, "Sorry, Killian. Where were we?"
As she puts my member into her mouth, I hold her head and push it down.
She starts giggling, but I can hear the gagging sound as I reach her throat, so I pull out.
"Ha… ha… what was that for?" she asks.
"For being a good girl," I reply.
I hold her face and pull her to me, kissing her deeply.
"Could you stand for me?" I ask.
"Okay," she says and stands upright.
Looking at her, even with the dim lighting, she's still so beautiful.
I touch her thighs; the cool, thin fabric of her loungewear lets me relish in how soft her body is.
I pull down the pants, and she's wearing sexy pink cotton underwear.
I've seen many bodies as a doctor, but none compared to hers.
I place my right hand between her legs, slowly spreading them apart as I move upwards to her privates.
While my right hand is between her legs, my left hand reaches for her ass and squeezes it.
I look up at her, and she's observing me keenly. Her beautiful lips are slightly parted as she eagerly awaits whatever comes next.
"Help me with your tops," I say to her. "Slowly."
She slowly takes them off, one after the other.
Now, she's standing, wearing nothing but her panties.
The sight of her breasts causes me to stir in my desire for her.
I touch her stomach, and she shudders. I slowly make my ascent even as I get to my feet. My hands are exploring her upper body and settling on her voluptuous breasts, which tell me they can feed my children without any problems.
As my thumbs caress her nipples, she moans slightly.
Even her voice is beautiful.
"I correct my earlier statement," I say as she pushes her hair behind her ear. "I'm not becoming addicted to you. I can't become what I already am."
"I think I need a few more doses of you before I can make the same statement," she says.
"That can be arranged," I say as I kiss her.
Our moaning and groaning speak of our desire for each other.
We want more.
I pull back and kiss on her neck, my hands holding her ass possessively.
My already free member presses against her, and she holds it, stroking me gently.
"Killian…" she calls.
I want to hold her forever.
"Madison…" I call her as well.
"Make love to me," she says.
***
I lay her down on my sofa, sucking on her breasts while my fingers get her privates juiced up and ready for my arrival.
This moment is different from the one we first had.
No tragic moment. No trying to forget anything.
Just two souls desiring each other when they aren't supposed to.
"I'm ready," she says.
I pull out my fingers and get on her.
My throbbing passion makes its way into her. Slowly, letting her privates take on my form.
Her wet warmth and tightness nearly trick me into seeding her.
Once I'm finally in, she wraps her legs around me, holding me in place.
"I don't think… I'll ever get used to how big you are," she says.
"Are you sure? To me, you fit like a glove," I say to her, and I'm not even kidding. I kiss her lips and start rutting.
Her breathing becomes ragged as I begin my movements.
To think of the woman I couldn't stand.
The one who doesn't think things through.
Who could easily get involved with trouble…
Would be the woman I end up desiring.
Her fingers dig into my back as I hit deeper.
"Ah!" she exclaims in pain.
"Are you okay?" I stop.
"No… don't stop… don't listen to my complaining," she says. "Faster… I want you to move faster… churn my insides… please."
I hold her head and start to move faster.
With every thrust, I hit the deepest parts of her.
"Oh… my… God… Killian… you're ahhh," her moans overshadow the voices on the TV.
But she warned me not to listen to her, so I continue my attack.
Moving just the way she wants me to. Churning her insides to my desires.
"Madison… Madison…" I call for her as I continue to increase my pace.
"I'm… hah… hahh… I'm here… fuck!" Her moaning and attempts to push me off while at the same time holding me in are far too stimulating compared to what I'm used to.
"Madison… Madison, I'm about to cum," I warn.
"Just do it…" she says. "I can't have you stopping before me."
I continue to move, barely able to contain myself, until she finally gives into her climax.
I can't hold it in anymore, and I let it all out in her.
We're both out of breath.
I stare at her, and she gazes back.
"Are you tired?" I ask.
"No," she replies as her hands touch her privates, and she gently rubs herself. "Are you?"
My member slowly hardens at her words.
"No."
I know I've made a promise to Nathan.
But I want to make the best of this moment with Madison.
I want to properly understand this feeling.
I can't let everything end without at least trying to be with her.
When has any woman caused this much desire in me?
I'm sorry, Nathan, but there are things worth breaking promises for.
And a future with your sister is a valid reason for me.