Chapter 8
Madison awoke to being blanketed by Dante.
It was a nice warm feeling and something she missed during the week when they were apart.
She found herself wishing he could sleep over every night, but she wouldn’t be able to handle sex every day and multiple times a day, because she knew they wouldn’t stop at just once.
They never did, and it seemed like they wanted each other more than they had the first time.
It had to be lust, but after last night, she wasn’t so sure.
Dante had come over even though they couldn’t have sex and had brought her a card, which had been sweet of him.
They had fooled around and talked over dinner.
Then they went to bed, and he just held her. His hardness had pressed against her, but he didn’t ask her for any help with it. He was content to just lay there with her and that made her heart do funny things, to feel funny things, and to think funny things.
Like maybe this was a real relationship, and maybe they could make it work.
That they didn’t just have an agreement, and he wouldn’t grow tired of her.
That this wouldn’t be over because all they shared were bodily fluids.
This was the first real relationship she’d ever had, and it was fake.
In another two months or less, it would be done.
She had fallen in love with the first person to treat her like a decent human being.
And she couldn’t help remembering the connection they shared when they talked. It seemed like a real friendship and like the getting-to-know-you stage. She was surprised that they had things in common. And her heart had jumped when they talked of catching a game and cooking together.
But that had to be just something he said in the moment. Just like him saying he wanted to show her his place. She would have loved to see what he did with the place and how he decorated it. It would give her more insight into the man Dante was and what he liked and didn’t like.
She didn’t know why it mattered. It wouldn’t happen. But it had given her an idea. This four-day-a-week thing didn’t work. She would propose that they meet every day for a month to get each other out of their systems. That way they could get past this honeymoon phase.
The anticipation for Thursday to come around kept them in this lacking stage that made them desire each other even more.
But if they had access to each other every day, then they were sure to get their fill and work each other out.
Because she couldn’t be in love with him. It had to be just puppy love.
Now to get Dante to agree. It might be too much for him and feel like a full-blown relationship, and then he would get tired of her sooner. But it would still give her more days with him before this thing between them was over.
“I can feel you plotting something.” Dante’s voice was rough with sleep and sent shivers down her spine.
“I’m not plotting per se. Just thinking.”
“Oh yeah. Of?”
She rolled over in his arms, and his hand dropped to her rear. He was propped up in bed on the other arm. “Well, I wanted to talk to you.”
“Oh, this sounds serious.” Something like fear flickered across his face before it disappeared.
She had to have imagined it. Because why would Dante be afraid of her need to have a talk with him?
Unless he believed she was going to try and make their relationship more serious, which she was kind of, but within the limits of their original deal.
He had made some amendments like the exclusivity clause, so she decided that she should be able to at least propose an addendum.
“It’s not serious. Just kind of a change to our agreement, I guess. I want to suggest a change to it I guess.”
“What kind of change? You want to end it?”
“No. Never. Not that.” She sounded desperate to her own ears, and she cringed inside.
This time what she was sure passed as relief washed over his face. It made her feel good that he still wanted to be with her and wasn’t ready for the relationship to end yet.
“Then what?”
She looked down at his chest. A sudden feeling of insecurity overcame her, and she was afraid to look him in the eyes and see what they might show.
“Look at me, Madison. Don’t get all shy on me now. Where is my Madison who tells it like it is?”
Her heart fluttered at the words “my Madison.” But there wasn’t time to dwell so she just pushed through.
“I still haven’t gotten you out of my system yet, and we only have two months of our deal left, so I was thinking for this upcoming month we see each other every day. That way, we don’t have this anticipation build up that keeps us craving each other.”
“You crave me?” he said with a huge grin
“Yes. I can’t get enough of you.” And that should be a warning to end this. Because deep down, she knew she wouldn’t be the one to end it. Deep down, she knew she wanted it to go on forever. He couldn’t feel the same way, but as long as he did she was willing to do so until he got bored.
His hand caressed her face, and she looked back into his eyes.
“I crave you too. And I think you’re right. Us not seeing each other every day drives up the lust.”
Lust. Not love. Not friendship. But lust. It hurt even though she knew it to be true. And she didn’t love him either. How could she? It wasn’t a real relationship. It was like she had made a friend. A friend that she slept with, friends with benefits was the natural next progression.
The final progression. Because even with her inexperience, she knew you couldn’t turn a FWB situation into a real relationship.
It was for the faint one percent. Maybe even less than one percent.
And she didn’t want a relationship anyway, especially one that led to marriage.
She had no idea what a healthy relationship looked like between a man and woman.
Or, if it was even possible. How was it any different from what they were doing now?
This thing they had going worked for her.
She would stay in it as long as he wanted to.
But maybe they could remain friends. She had enjoyed what she learned about him last night. So much so, that she wanted to learn more. Learn more of what made him tick.
“So what do you think?” She looked into his eyes, and they darkened like storm clouds.
“I think it’s a great idea.” His lips came down on hers, and she kissed him back for all she was worth. She poured all her feelings into it. To let him know her feelings, since she couldn’t say it. Couldn’t even name it. But with this kiss she could represent it with her passion.
Dante rolled her over onto her back and freed her nipples from the nightie.
He supported his weight on one elbow. He used his other hand to toy with her nipple.
She arched up into him. His length pressed into her.
The way he was positioned the thick stalk of it was settled over her clit, and she humped up.
Already in search of the release only Dante could provide.
He ground back at her and released her mouth to find her other nipple to suckle it. His hands on her nipples always got her wet. Too bad she was on her period. Because she wanted him inside her in that moment. He humped her back and then rolled them over so she was on top.
She leaned forward to give him access back to her boobs as she rolled her hips on him for all she was worth. An orgasm on her period was explosive for her, and she couldn’t wait for Dante to give it to her.
“Oh Dante. Yes.”
Her hips moved faster and faster as her toes and head tingled and worked their way to the middle. Her movements became jerky as she rushed faster to a release she didn’t know she needed until now.
Dante’s hands moved to her waist and then hips. He grabbed hold and helped her move faster while he thrusted upwards.
“Oh Dante. Oh.” It poured over her and drenched her like a monsoon rain. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she held on for dear life. Her whole body was on fire and cold at the same time. This orgasm was it all rolled into one.
She came down to their foreheads connected, and his hands were gentle and he kneaded her breasts and moved his thumbs over her nipples with a light flicking motion. As she came back to, she realized he hadn’t come again.
Madison slid down his body, happy there were no clothes left to take off of him. She reached for his manhood and pulled it up towards her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the cockhead and then flicked her tongue over it. It caused a deep groan from Dante.
She fed his cock into her mouth and bobbed up and down, using her hands for the part she couldn’t squeeze in.
She pulled her mouth off with a plop and looked into Dante’s eyes which were focused on her.
And she remembered why he had looked deadly when she had first met him. He was like a predator with his prey.
“I’m going to lick and suck you until you come, and I want it all in my mouth.” With that, she went back to work, but she kept her eyes focused on him. He threaded his hands through her hair and helped guide her up and down his cock.
“Madison, baby, that feels so good. Your mouth is so hot and wet. I don’t think I’m going to last long.”
She lifted her head up and took a broad lick of his shaft.
“Don’t worry. That’s what I want.” She circled her tongue around the tip before she sucked in as much as she could.
Dante did a slow pump of his hips but increased his pace.
She tried to keep up, but even with his hand guiding her she couldn’t.
Moisture pooled between her legs. Seeing Dante close to release and looking in his eyes while it happened had her ready to climax again. If not for her period she would have her fingers buried inside her at that moment.