The Wrong Woman

I made Madeline come over the next day when she repeatedly ignored my phone calls the previous night. I wasn’t used to her ignoring me and to be honest it kind of annoyed me. I was sitting on the couch and she had settled on the floor at my feet.

“Explain yourself.” I said but all she did was look up at me with a sad puppy dog face.

“Maddie.” I said in a warning tone and she sighed.

“I’ve told you what my Dad is like. He would freak out if he knew I was dating a twenty year old.”

“You’re eighteen.” I reminded her.

“It doesn’t matter. He treats me like I’m twelve.”

“What about your Mum?” I asked.

“She’s a bit easier to get around. But she’s a bit of a snob too.”

I tried not to laugh at her accurate description of her mother. I wasn’t about to admit that I also thought she was a snob, but it was funny to hear Maddie say it.

“If my Dad ever finds out about us, I want him to think you’re at least at school. He’d never let me see you again if he knew you were older.” Maddie continued. “I can’t tell my Mum you’re twenty and then tell my Dad you’re eighteen. So I just thought I’d stick to one story. So now you’re eighteen okay?”

I groaned loudly. I seriously didn’t sign up for this kind of shit.

“Look, I don’t know what they’d think if they knew I was dating a tattooed twenty year old singer.”

“Well I am who I am baby.” I growled and she rolled her eyes.

“I know that and I love you just the way you are.”

My eyes widened slightly at the word ‘love’ but my face then grew more intent as I watched her kneel down between my legs. She lifted herself up and kissed me on the nose before she suddenly cocked her head. “Oh I looove this song!”

She excitedly got to her feet and began to dance to the music I had put on before she had arrived.

“Wanna dance with me?” She asked holding her hand out.

“Nope.” I smiled up at her and crossed my arms. I watched her instead, loving the way she danced about, flicking her hair around and swaying her hips.

She had no idea how cute she looked. She literally had no idea. This was why I was with her. She could be childish one minute but then the next she was dancing around and I couldn’t keep my fucking eyes off her. I felt my stomach tighten when her leg brushed up against mine and I felt an overwhelming desire to just grab her and pin her down.

“Come here.” I said to her, but she dramatically fluttered her eyelashes and ignored me.

“I’m dancing.” She said.

“Maddie.” I whined before leaning forward to take her by the wrists. I pulled her toward me and made her sit in my lap.

“Fuck you drive me crazy.” I mumbled. She twisted around to look at me, her long hair falling into my face and I couldn’t help but inhale, the scent of her making me bury my face into her neck.

“You smell so good.”

“Do I?” She said wiggling around in my lap until my hands gripped her thighs.

“Don’t do that.” I said firmly.

I could feel her go still, the only sound being her breath that seemed to quicken when my lips pressed upon her neck. My hands caressed her thighs and I wished she wasn’t wearing any jeans so I could feel her skin. I gripped her waist and pushed her down on the couch so I could climb on top of her.

“You’re so pretty Maddie.” I said as I kissed her face all over. My hands ached to undo her jeans and just take off all of her clothes then and there.

“Fuck, do you even know much I want you?” I said instead, watching a small smile come over her. “Can I do this?”

My hands reached down to unzip her jeans and I saw her give a little nod. Her jeans went down to her knees and I caressed her thighs, hearing her take a sharp intake of breath at the sensation.

“You feel so good.” I murmured. I sat up on her, and let my hands roam to her midriff top, running my hands over her stomach briefly before I took it off, leaving her in her pink bra.

“So cute.” I said and smiled when she nervously giggled and looked away. I pulled my T shirt over my head and dropped it onto the floor, wanting to feel her skin on mine. It was so nice to feel her warm chest press against me as I kissed her lips, my tongue gently darting into her mouth. She responded eagerly and I felt the familiar ache take over me. I unzipped my jeans and kicked them off, probably half squashing her in the process. But I needed to feel her…I needed to be close to her.

I swooped on her again, kissing my way down her neck, wanting to hear her moan. I gently nibbled near her collarbone before lowering my lips to the top of her breasts. I was soon rewarded with a little whimper and it spurred me on to pull at her bra, exposing her pert little breasts. They were small and round and I couldn’t help but compare her to Felicity. She flaunted her body with no shame, and now as I looked down at Madeline, I could see a flicker of fear cross her eyes.

“Don’t be scared.” I whispered to her. But instead of backing off, my hand reached down between her legs, and pushed aside her panties to gently rub her. I felt her jerk beneath me as though she had not expected it and then instinctively closed her legs, my hand now pressed between her thighs.

“Open your legs.” I said softly and she slightly spread her legs allowing me to rub her again. I know she could feel my cock pressing into her, as I edged closer.

“Can I touch you?” I asked

Maddie paused for a moment before nodding her head, and I made sure to find her sweet spot before I began to rhythmically touch her in circular motions. I could feel her squirming beneath me, and begin to whimper. I wanted my fingers to do more, enter her and curl within her but I now knew what my limits were. I had never touched her this way before, and all I could think was I wanted to hear her come. She moaned into my mouth as I kissed her deeply, my fingers picking up pace, the other hand squeezing her breast.

“Does that feel good?” I asked her, and she nodded with her eyes squeezed shut. The whimpers were turning into little moans and I knew I had hit the right spot when she began to breathe harder. I was ready to come just by the sounds of her moans, and I was starting to think I should get my condoms out when I felt her suddenly tense beneath me.

“Please stop.” She whimpered and I looked down to see tears springing to her eyes.

“Baby what’s the matter?” I said softly, but she shook her head.

“I’m not ready.” She said.

“It’s okay.” I said and wrapped my arms around her. “It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry.” She sniffled and I smoothed her hair to show everything was all right.

The last thing I wanted was to push her to have sex. Sure I wanted it so bad I could taste it, but I could never picture myself forcing her to do anything she didn’t want to do. It just wasn’t my style. Nevertheless, a sense of disappointment came over me as we lay together in silence.

X

It was Friday afternoon and Maddie had texted me to meet up with her at school. She told me to enter through the side entrance and wait for her by the big block of classrooms. I was a bit unsure about being on school grounds, but ended up waiting outside anyway. The bell rang and kids streamed out, including Maddie’s friend Jessica who made a beeline for me as soon as she spotted me.

“Maddie’s gonna be out in a few minutes.” She informed me.

“Yeah?” I said, glancing around before taking out a cigarette. I’d been craving one all day.

“The teacher has asked her to stay back. Something about her test results.”

I let the cigarette dangle from my lips but didn’t light it, hoping the craving would magically go away. Jessica spotted a friend in the distance, leaving me alone and I leant back on the brick wall to wait.

Five minutes later a red eyed Maddie emerged from the classroom, her shoulders hunched as she hugged her binder to her chest and walked briskly toward me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked instantly.

She opened her mouth to reply but then instinctively looked back to see who I guessed was her teacher emerge from the classroom, his jacket slung over his shoulder and carrying a small briefcase. His cold blue eyes regarded me suspiciously before his eyes fell on Maddie. I half expected him to bust me for being on school grounds without permission, but he merely walked away.

“Is that your teacher?” I asked.

“Yeah, Mr Tomlinson.” Madeline said uncomfortably. “He just told me off about my test results.”

“Did he now?” I said, staring at her teacher’s retreating back.

“He said he’ll call my parents if my grades don’t improve.”

I looked back to see a tear slide down Maddie’s face. It was obvious that, unlike me, she wasn’t used to getting into trouble at school. I wondered if that had all started since she met me.

“Get him to call me.” I growled and Maddie smiled through her tears.

“Why? What are you going to do?” She asked.

“Tell him to fuck off.”

“Harry!” Maddie cried, slapping me on the arm.

“Hey!” I cried back rubbing my arm. I grabbed her hand as we made our way out of the school. As we walked hand in hand, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I checked it, only to see Felicity’s name pop up. I wondered if I should ignore it or answer it, but I found myself saying.

“I’ve got to get this.”

Maddie walked ahead toward the car as I quietly answered.

“Hey.”

“Harry.” Felicity said and I could already tell that her voice sounded different.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yes… I just need to come over.”

From the tone of her voice I could tell she was not looking for sex, and I found myself becoming curious.

“Why? Is everything okay?”

“Not really. Please… can I come over?”

“Sure… come over whenever you want.” I told her.

I hung up and paused for a moment, feeling mystified. I looked up to see Maddie waiting in her car as I ran up to catch up with her.

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