16. Chapter 16 I Love You.
Chapter 16: I Love You.
Killian
Have you ever walked on air?
I've recently felt the sensation.
My trip to the game center with Madison was the best decision I've made so far.
It was exhilarating and one of the best moments I've ever had with anyone.
Nathan was the only person close to me. Dr. Stuart and Dr. Ramone, as close as we are, are only my staff at the end of the day.
Madison has slowly moved from being the annoying sister of my best friend to a woman I have become addicted to having around me.
Everything about her stirs me. Her voice, her stubbornness, her teasing, her smile, her body, everything.
I'm uncertain how we can go back to normal once Nathan returns.
Speaking of which, I haven't even thought about explaining our relationship to Nathan.
But that's fine; there's still time to think about it.
"You're spacing out, what's gotten you thinking?" Madison asks.
"Everything," I reply.
After our gaming date, we've gone on different ones over the course of the week. Not all gaming, but still, the point is we've been together for this long.
I need to tell her how I feel about us.
She may not necessarily feel the same way, considering how she jokes about me and other women.
"Maybe that's her way of defending herself," Dr. Stuart said.
I consulted Dr. Stuart on the matter; the above was her reply. I never thought I'd be the type to consult someone so openly about relationship affairs.
"She's just slightly unsure of herself. Maybe she thinks that all the things you do together can easily be done with someone else whenever you feel like it," Dr. Stuart continued. "A rather silly thing to bother yourself about, but hey, women."
"How do I make her understand that she's the only woman of importance in my life?" I asked.
"Tell her. Your actions have already shown a lot. Perhaps it's time to let your words take over," she advised before chuckling. "I'm sorry. This still feels surreal. To think that a doctor with your skills would be personally invested in the matters of the heart, particularly regarding his own romantic affairs."
"I surprise myself," I admitted.
Madison is the reason I have become more interested in understanding women and their perspectives.
"Define everything ," Madison asks.
We're seated together in the living room, watching TV. I have the day off, and it's already around 3 p.m.
She's wearing only a T-shirt and shorts. There is still seating space available on the sofa, but she has made my thighs her throne.
"You," I answer.
She is seated upright but leans backward to rest on my chest after I reply. The blush on her cheeks only adds to her adorableness.
"Your tongue is something else," she says as she covers her face with her hands. A feeble attempt to hide her blushing only makes her cuter than normal.
I kiss her cheek and say, "I'm aware of how skilled my tongue is."
"You know I didn't mean it in that area," she says.
"I was talking about my speech," I point out. "Or did you think I was talking about something else?"
She frowns, gets up, and then straddles me in the sitting cowgirl position.
Her arms are around my neck, and she's pouting as she says, "You didn't mean it like that."
"Like what?" I smirk.
"Jerk," she responds, puffing up her cheeks, and I can't resist pinching them.
"You're so cute," I say with a smile as I pinch her cheeks some more before letting her go and hold her waist.
Yes, I've always wanted something like this.
Now that I've found it, wouldn't it be insane of me to let go of it?
Even though I made a promise that inherently implies that I have no further involvement with her aside from merely watching over her.
"You're gone again," she says, snapping me out of my thoughts. She holds my chin and lifts my face to focus on her. "Tell me what's going on. I'll listen."
I stare at her.
The determination in her eyes to help me is overwhelming.
Is there any point in hiding it anymore?
"I'm in love with you," I admit.
Her face remains blank, and within a few seconds, her cheeks turn red, but she says nothing.
"I said… I'm in love with you, Madison," I repeat. "As in, I'm in lo…"
"Ahh! I… I heard you the first time!" she protests as she covers my mouth with her hand. "I heard you…"
She's bothered about it.
Should I have said nothing?
"Why did you have to go ahead and say it?" she asks as her hand slowly leaves my mouth. She is looking down, no longer willing to look at me in the eyes.
I'm slightly panicking as I think about the mistake I've just made - telling her about my feelings.
"I'm sorry, I just thought…" I start to apologize. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. I didn't expect you'd be against it."
"Who says I'm against it?" she asks without looking at me.
"But you don't seem happy about it," I point out. "You don't even want to look at me."
She lifts her head, and I notice she is smiling, but there is a look of worry in her eyes. "You don't know how excited I am to hear that. I'm so happy it feels like I'm dreaming. All my doubts about everything so far are gone. But… I thought you weren't going to say anything, so I kept my own feelings suppressed and settled for how things were. But now… you just had to go and say it."
"Keeping your feelings suppressed?"
"I love you, Killian," she replies and then chuckles. "It's strange. I couldn't stand you because I couldn't read you, but now, you're all I think about."
"I understand the feeling," I say, relieved.
"But you know we're not supposed to have these feelings for each other," she reminds me. "Nathan would be back soon, and I don't think he'd be too thrilled about our situation."
"I know. I can't shake the feeling that I've betrayed my promise to him, but he has to understand that there are some promises a man has to break if the reward is worth it. And Madison, you're worth breaking a thousand promises for," I say.
"Where do you get these words?" she chuckles and continues, "I'm a writer, and even I can't easily say those words without blushing or breaking character."
"I'm glad you love them. I'll continue reading romance novels," I smirk.
"You cheated? I thought you came up with the words on your own," she playfully hits my chest. "Give me back my romantic moment."
I smile and reply, "Yeah, I know those words may not come easily. But the truth remains that I love you, and I'm prepared to confront whatever chaos Nathan brings along."
"I know I'm not the best sister, but I don't think I can face him if he gets that upset," she says. "But these feelings I already have for you are something I'm willing to persist and be stubborn about."
"He's going to kill both of us," I chuckle.
"Can we work it out without him finding out?" she asks.
"I'm sure that'll be the best option," I reply, although it actually hurts.
"Don't look so sad," she says as she kisses my forehead. "We just have to be a little patient."
"You're right," I sigh. "Speaking of being patient, I've been holding back since the moment you sat on me."
"Bad boy," she smirks as she slowly grinds on me. "Nathan comes home tomorrow, so I guess this will be the last time… for a while."
"I don't want it to be a long while," I say.
"Then let's make the best of this moment," she suggests as she takes off her top, revealing her voluptuous breasts.
I swallow hard as she helps me with my T-shirt, lifting it above my head as if I were a kid.
Her hands touch my abs, adoring them, and then slowly move to my chest.
"You know, Killian, I don't know why I've never tried working out with you in the gym," she says. "I need to start doing that."
"You say that now when you're practically leaving tomorrow," I reply.
"I'm sure we can work it out," she says before kissing me.
Her finger pinching my nipple arouses me as she keeps me under control with her mouth.
I don't think she's been this assertive in the past… except that one time with Nathan on the phone.
Whatever, I think I can get used to this.
"Give me your tongue," she murmurs as her hands leave my body and focus on my shorts.
The shorts I'm wearing have only an elastic waistband, so pulling them down and revealing my member aren't difficult as she already has it in her hands.
I stick out my tongue, and she sucks on it gently, then starts moving faster.
I hold her head in place to control her speed, but she's as stubborn as I am.
I love this.
She lets go of my tongue and sticks hers out, letting a trail of saliva land on my member.
After baptizing me with her saliva, she starts to gently stroke my member. Her thumb presses against my manhood's shaft as she moves.
She's gotten so good at this.
She kisses me again, and I hold her breasts. My fingers sink in properly… I swear her body is specially built for my sake.
"I think your body is built especially for me," she says.
"I was thinking the same thing," I admit. "I love the way you just fit properly whenever I want to hold you to myself."
"I love how your body makes me feel smaller and protected," she says. "Are you sure Nathan didn't have an idea of what he was doing when he asked you to watch over me?"
"I doubt he did," I reply and then kiss her again.
My left hand reaches for her shorts, and I gently rub against her privates.
Her gentle moans and whimpers in my mouth numb my senses.
I place my hand inside her shorts and touch her privates directly. The wet, sticky nature greeting me is enough to make me want more.
If this is going to be the last time for a while, then…
"What are you two doing?" a familiar voice asks, causing us to pause.
I turn, and to my horror, Nathan is standing in my house.