Chapter 5
German
I wanted a beer and a blowjob. But, given where I was, I wasn’t getting either one of those things tonight.
Scrubbing a hand down my tired face, I replayed the conversation I’d had with Maddy in the car. While she needed to hear every fucking word of what I’d said, I realized I probably wasn’t the best person to drop such a large truth bomb into her lap. But fuck it. I had. Now I was going to have to live with the consequences regardless of how good a choice it had been.
I’d only just met the girl, and she’d already gotten under my skin. I blamed the red hair. My fucking Achilles’ heel! But, if I dug a little deeper, I’m sure there might be more to it than that. A lot more.
Like it or not, there was just something about Maddy that caused me to sit up and pay attention. And my dick agreed. Just the thought of her in that spandex outfit, and how she’d bent and stretched in the gym today, kept me semi-hard all night. Hence the need for a blowjob now.
Since our rooms abutted one another, I could hear the spit-fire redhead moving around. I wondered what she was doing on the other side of the wall as I began to undress for a shower. With so much activity, she wasn’t reading. Maybe she was working out again? Burning off her frustrations she hadn’t gotten out at the gym?
When I moved into the bathroom, I realized she’d done the same. She must be taking a shower as well. Christ! This woman was set on torturing me. Just imagining her all soapy and wet got me fully hard in an instant.
I could hear water running then. But it must have been for a bath because it didn’t switch over to the shower setting after a few minutes. Soon, Maddy turned the water off altogether and I could hear a soft sigh of pleasure escape her lips as she climbed inside the depths of the tub.
Seriously? I had to be subjected to her moaning now? I couldn’t help myself. I was only so strong. Lowering my hand to my throbbing cock, I gave it a rough tug. Closing my eyes, I pretended it wasn’t my hand stroking me, but another, softer one.
Though I knew it was only a fantasy, my dick thickened even further. Shit! If I was going to do this, imagine the girl performing for me, I might as well go balls-out. Rid this toxic desire from my system on night one so I wasn’t fighting it for the rest of my fucking stay at Coldwell Manor.
“What are you doing here?” she said, a bit nervous and uncertain, as fantasy me stepped into the bathroom fully naked.
“Whatever you want me to, Babe,” I returned, walking up to the ledge of the tub.
Maddy’s mouth dropped open into an “O” of surprise. But her eyes, those bright blue orbs, they looked back at me fogged with lust. Longing. And a hunger that only I could satiate.
Looming over her tiny frame, I fisted my cock just inches away from her face to showcase what I was offering.
When her sky-blue eyes dropped down to my hand, I roughly slid my palm from root to tip. A bead of pearly fluid escaped the swollen head of my dick. Using it as lube, I smeared it down my shaft as I worked myself over hard, but slow.
“Tell me what you want, Baby Girl,” I encouraged thickly. “Whatever it is, Daddy will give it to you.”
Maddy’s hand slipped from the lip of the tub and slid under the bubbles. Though I couldn’t see where it had gone, I had my suspicions. When her knees sprang apart, and she sighed, it was a dead giveaway that she was playing with her sweet little pussy under all those bubbles. And when the water began to churn, and her eyelids drooped, I nearly growled like a goddamn animal in heat with my need to get inside of her. To rut her.
My dick loved that idea. It bucked in my hand, desperate for more. Well, he was going to get it. Because I planned on giving Maddy everything but the kitchen sink tonight.
“I want to come for you, German,” she told me, as the water began to churn faster. “ And I want to watch you come for me, too.”
Fuck me! I wanted that more than anything. Watching her fingers strum her clit while I jacked off was my idea of some killer foreplay. My skin pricked with anticipation, my breath caught in my chest, and I actually growled out loud at the erotic show I was about to be treated to.
* * *
Maddy
Was that a groan? Was German in his bathroom now? These walls, as expensive as they might be, were paper thin. And it sounded like my biker bodyguard had uttered something particularly personal over on his side. Primal even.
But I couldn’t have heard what I thought I did. That was just my brain playing tricks on me. Still, the notion of German in his bathroom at the same time as me gave me a weird sort of thrill. Like we were close. Close enough to touch.
I’m not sure why I wanted that. We couldn’t be more different from one another than night is from day. I mean, he’d joined a damn Motorcycle Club while I’d been auditioning for a spot on the Cheer squad. Yet, everything about the man turned me on. I might have little experience with men, but I didn’t need any to tell me German was everything I was looking for in one.
His raw power. His ability to project authority. His protection of me. It was like he said earlier in the car, “You need someone who challenges you. Who shows up and stands on his own two feet, not daddy’s. You want a man. Not a boy.”
He was right. I did crave those things. And, deny it all I wanted, I yearned for German to give them to me. In fact, I’d like him to give it to me three times a day, and hard, for the rest of my life!
Screw it, I thought to myself. Why not indulge in a little fun? It had been a while since I’d been with a man. I just needed to come to purge him from my system.
Not bothering to ask myself why I was envisioning German and not Nathan in my fantasy, my hand dipped below the water and between my legs. Finding the bundle of nerves that seemed to have been permanently stimulated since meeting my biker bodyguard this morning, I sighed with pleasure at the intense contact.
My fingers were gentle at first, but that didn’t last for long. In my mind’s eye, when German came through the door of my bathroom, I became instantly more needy. Overstimulated. Picking up the speed, my fingers worked my clit feverishly to keep pace with the intensity of his hot stare.
“What are you doing in that tub, Baby Girl?” he demanded, his whiskey-toned eyes scanning every inch of my exposed skin.
His gaze blazed a trail of liquid fire everywhere it touched. When it paused between my legs where my hand was furiously swirling about, I nearly ignited into flames.
“Are you playing with your pretty little pussy, Maddy?”
Nodding, I bit my bottom lip and moaned. “It feels so good, too.”
“I bet it does,” he affirmed, slowly beginning to pull off his vest and the thermal beneath it. “Mind if I join you?”
My hooded gaze dropped to his crotch where an impressive bulge along his zipper had formed. “I’d like that.”
German smiled seductively and unbuckled his belt. As soon as he was down to his boxers, my mouth ran dry. He was perfection! Muscled. Sculpted. And those tattoos! His body was a living work of art and I wanted nothing more than to experience its beauty firsthand.
“I want to watch you stroke your cock,” I begged, my toes curling under the water at the thought. “I want to watch your eyes as you come.”
“Yeah?” he said, his voice becoming more gruff by the moment. “What do I get, if I do that for you?”
I pretended to think it over. But I knew what I’d wanted to do to him the moment we’d met in my father’s office. Smiling coyly, I shrugged. “Got anything in mind?”
German’s smile turned feral then. “Oh, Baby Girl. When it comes to you, I’ve got everything in mind.”
Those words alone nearly made me come. “If you let me watch you touch yourself, I’ll suck your cock. Deal?”
Dragging his boxers to the floor, German didn’t even hesitate as he gripped the biggest, fattest cock I’d ever seen in my life.
Palming the thick mass, he gave it a hard squeeze, causing the tip to weep a rich, creamy fluid. “Deal!”
I smiled victoriously. Getting to my knees, I tilted my head back to look up into his beautiful brown eyes. “I’m ready when you are.”
“I’ve been ready since the moment we met,” he told me, gripping my hair roughly and dragging me toward the head of his engorged prick.
Stabilizing one hand against the wall, my other fell between my spread legs to stimulate my clit. With my hands both busy, German was in full control of my body and his pleasure. The thought of him fucking my mouth like a total savage caused goosebumps to form along my skin despite the heat of the water.
Watching with eyes that had narrowed to slits, his sensual mouth drew up into a devilish smirk. “Open wide and show me how much you want this cock.”
* * *
German
“Suck it,” I said, as her lips stretched to take all of me inside. “I don’t want to be teased. I want you to make me come hard!”
Maddy gasped as I forced the tip of my cock to the back of her throat. Her sky-blue eyes widened as she worked me like a champ. But, try as she might, there were still several inches left over before she had to retreat and spit me back out. I was a big guy. Both thick and long, and few girls had the ability to take all of me inside. No worries, I’d teach her soon enough. It would just take practice. Lots and lots of practice. And I was more than willing to put in the man-hours it took to master the task.
“What a good girl,” I coached, as I shuttled her up and down my stiff length. “You look so pretty sucking my cock while you play with yourself. You like that, Babe? Sucking me off?”
Maddy moaned and began to move faster. Using her hand and spit to massage the whole of me, she pumped my shaft while she tried to swallow even more of me down her throat. My dirty-talk, and her hands, tipped her closer and closer toward the edge with each stroke.
When she began to hum, with her impending orgasm, against my dick, my balls tightened and drew up with anticipation of a world-class one of my own. My hand shot against the wall to stabilize myself. I swear, in that moment, I felt like I could feel the heat of her skin against mine through the sheetrock.
“I’m going to come, Baby Girl. Keep stroking me. That’s it!” I hissed, as she rocketed toward her own glorious end.
Maddy’s cries of ecstasy caused molten lava to erupt from my balls straight out of my dick. Like a sprinkler set on high, my come sprayed her lips, throat, and tits with each jet-powered stroke.
Maddy continued to milk every last drop from my trembling body like she’d just discovered the world’s best prize and she only had a limited time to claim it. I don’t know about her, but God damn I felt like she was mine, as the full body high swept from my fucking head all the way to my curled toes.
Still leaning against the wall, I breathed heavily, wondering if she’d heard every fucking sound I’d made while I’d rubbed one out to her. I didn’t care though. Let her hear it. Madelynn Framingham brought out the beast inside of me, and I wasn’t willing to hide it even from her.
Maybe it was just the fantasy talking, but I swore I’d heard her moaning on the other side of that wall as I’d come. Making me wonder, as she drained the water from her bath, and I flicked on the cold water for my shower, if she might be as affected by my presence, as I was by hers.