Chapter 002

Madison's Pov

"I was thinking the same thing, love," he whispered, his lips gently brushing against mine.

I couldn't stop myself from blushing hard.

I didn't even know what I was doing, asking a stranger to have sex with me. What shocked me the most was my newfound courage.

Was this all a side effect of the booze, or was I just too horny?

He paid for our drinks, and we left. The drive to his hotel room was silent; I wasn't interested in talking.

My mind was already running with the most unholy thoughts I could imagine. We got to his room, and he closed the door behind me.

My eyes fell on his room, and I noticed how cozy it was.

"Your room looks..."

Whatever I was going to say died in my stomach when I felt his lips brushing over mine hungrily.

I closed my eyes in ecstasy.

God, why did he have to taste so good? I thought.

He pinned me against the wall, using his hands for support.

Another hand explored every inch of my body he could find.

He grabbed my boobs, and I knew it was over; there was no going back for me.

I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer as his tongue explored my neck.

The room echoed with my moans.

It was as if I had been preparing for this moment because I wasn't wearing a bra.

My nipples were already hard, begging for his attention.

"I don't know why I can't get enough of you," he groaned.

He tossed my gown away from my body, stared at my breasts, and used his hands to fold them together.

My breasts were full, and round, and I couldn't be more proud.

Slowly, he ran his tongue over my nipples, sending shivers down my spine.

He took my nipples into his mouth, and I almost lost my balance.

He swept me off my feet quickly and I wrapped my legs around him as he took me to the bed.

Slowly, his lips left kisses as he slid my panties off.

He grabbed my legs and parted them until my pussy was only an inch from his face.

He used his tongue to tease my clit before he slid his tongue inside.

My heart was pounding fast because I had never experienced such a feeling and I didn't want him to stop.

"Fuck, you taste so good." He mutters before he drives his tongue inside me again.

I arched my back, throwing my head back in pleasure, but he pressed me back onto the bed.

"Not yet, love; I'm not done with you yet." He smirked.

I had never blushed so hard in my entire life.

I never knew older men were so hot and sexy.

He took his hands away, and I felt disappointment creep onto my face. "Don't look so down; I'll be back." He winked.

He stared at me as he took his clothes off.

My eyes were in awe, just looking at the size of him.

All the teenage boys I dated never had a dick like this.

I have never had sex, but I wanted that dick to slam every inch of my pussy.

He hovered over me, giving me one last chance to save myself.

"Are you sure you..."

His hands were circling my pussy, driving my body crazy, and he was thinking about stopping.

I pulled him in and leaned into his eyes.

"Just fuck me already; it's not good to keep a lady waiting." He drove in hard and fast without a single warning.

I felt pain mixed with pleasure. He rocked his hips forward, and I bit my lips, throwing my head back.

For a second, I could tell he was worried.

"Can I reduce the pace?"

"Shh," I hissed at him. "I need it hard and fast." I panted, licking my lips. That was all the invitation he needed, so he thrust inside me, taking me over and over until we both settled into sleep.

The next morning, I tried to get up, but I felt so sore that I fell back. The headache was on another level.

"Where am I?" I muttered, running my hands over my hair. I turned and was stunned to see a man beside me. I jolted in shock, causing me to fall hard to the floor, and I struggled to get up.

"What the fuck happened?" I sighed in horror. Memories started coming back, and I covered my mouth with my hands, thinking about the poor decision I made. Thankfully, the man was still sleeping, so I tiptoed around the room and searched for my clothes. I quickly got dressed and boarded a cab home.

I didn’t know if I should be happy or sad—happy that I finally got to experience sex and that it was amazing, or sad that I lost my virginity to a stranger. The moment the cab stopped in front of my house, I paid the driver and ran inside. I had to bathe to get his scent off me.

I was about to climb the stairs when I heard my mom's voice behind me, causing me to freeze for a moment.

"Where have you been? I’ve been calling your phone, but it wasn’t connecting."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and turned to my mother.

"I...I..." I tried my best to find words to say, but I couldn’t. How could I tell my mom I slept with a stranger?

"My phone died. I was drunk..."

My mom sighed and shook her head. "I told you, you’re grieving..."

I scratched the side of my neck and rolled my eyes. If only she knew that what I did last night wasn’t even related to grieving.

"You’ll be fine, Maddy. People come and go. That’s life," she said softly.

"Thanks, Mom." I forced a smile.

"I have to cover a shift at the hospital today," she said, staring at her watch. "I’ll be back before dinner, and also, pack your bags—we’re moving to New York. I got promoted but also transferred."

"What?!" I exclaimed in disbelief.

"I thought you’d be happy. I got promoted, and you’ll get to see your best friend, Bethany," she said with a smile.

"Yeah, but it’s too sudden," I muttered.

"Yes, I know, but it’s all for the best. I’m off to work. There’s food in the fridge," she said, walking past me. "And make sure you clean yourself up, young lady."

"Yes, ma'am."

I got inside my room and flopped on the bed. The more I thought about it, New York didn’t sound like a bad idea. At least I’d get to see my best friend every day. I took my phone and called Bethany.

"Hey, baby," she squealed in joy. "Your mom told me you guys will be moving to New York."

"Beth, you called my mom?" I flicked my lashes, running my hands through my messy hair.

"Yeah, I did. I was trying to reach you yesterday, but it wasn’t connecting, and she told me what happened. Are you okay?" she asked softly.

"I’m fine, but I’m not fine," I replied, biting the side of my lip nervously.

"Spill," she ordered.

"I had sex with a stranger last night. Please don’t freak out, or I might kill myself," I said quickly.

"Wow, finally someone got knocked up," she chuckled.

"Beth, do you think this is funny?" I groaned.

"No, it isn't but I'm curious. The man you slept with, who is he?”