PS01 - Tall, Dark & Lonely (17 page)

matter of waiting.” She gestured towards her room. “I bought a mini fridge to keep it cool for you.”

Her concern for him made him uncomfortable. “Thank you. I’ll pay you of course. I appreciate it,” he said more harshly than he

intended.

She rolled her eyes and walked past him towards her room. “Forget about it. I’ll see you around.”

“Wait!” he said suddenly. He didn’t know what to do or say but he wanted, no needed for her to stay. An entire week without

seeing her practically killed him. There he admitted it to himself. He missed her.

It was easier when he was here and avoiding her mostly because he watched her from afar. Hell, he made it a point to watch

her. Something other than her blood mesmerized him and he couldn’t understand this need to see her. If he didn’t think fast she

was going to leave him now.

“Well?” she asked.

He half stumbled towards the bathroom. Okay, he faked it, but desperate times called for desperate measures. “Sorry,” he

mumbled as he made an exaggerated effort to walk into the bathroom.

Ephraim risked a quick glance at her and had to look away to hide his grin. She bit her lip. Madison looked so adorable with

an expression full of worry. He had to use this against her of course. He stumbled again.

“W-what do you need?”

He looked back at her, giving her a weak smile. “Could you wait until I’m done with my shower to make sure that I don’t black

out before I get back in bed?” There was no way he was going to pass out, but she really didn’t need to know that. It would

only be counterproductive to tell her.

For a moment she looked as if she was going to refuse. In the end she sighed and waved him forward. “Go ahead I’ll wait.”

She sat on the edge of his bed prepared to wait.

“Thank you,” he said softly before continuing into the bathroom at an exaggerated rate. Once the door was shut he took the

quickest shower of his life.

Ten minutes later Madison’s eyebrows shot up as Ephraim walked slowly back into his room. What the hell was he up to? She

wasn’t an idiot after all. This little trick had been attempted by Jill and Joshua over the years. The whole “I’m too sick to go to

school” bit was wasted on her.

If he was going to play then so was she. “You poor thing,” she gushed. His lips twitched, but he didn’t smile as she helped him

into bed. She made a big show of fussing over him.

“What can I do for you?” she asked softly.

Christ that was unexpected. “Umm…..my back is sore?” He had to buy himself some time to think up something to keep her

here.

She cooed, “Of course it is.” She gently gripped his shoulders and pulled him forward so she could reach around him and run

her hands down his back. He’d only suggested it to buy some time until he figured out a way to make her stay longer, but once

her hands started running down his back he couldn’t get enough of her touch.

It had been so long since someone had touched him with any amount of affection. Other than the occasional hugs from his

brother, sister-in-law and nieces and nephews there had been no one to show him any sort of compassion. The women he slept

with showed him nothing but desperation and need. They only touched him if it would somehow lead to their own pleasure.

He’d never felt any sort of affection in their attentions.

Madison on the other hand, her touches were unmanning him. There was no way that he could miss what a kind selfless loving

woman she was from the way she was touching him. It felt so good and he prayed that she would never stop.

She had to stop herself from licking her lips as she ran her hands over his back. Since they moved here she imagined what it

would be like to run her hands over his body and now she was doing it.

This was meant to mess with him, but it wasn't turning out that way. She loved the feeling of his warm smooth skin beneath her

hands. It was amazing how firm his back was. She leaned over him more so she that could rub further down his back. It took a

soft groan to snap her out of her daze, he was playing with her and he was enjoying it.

Madison pulled back. “I’d say you were fine,” she said coldly.

He looked up and gently grabbed her arm. It took everything she had not to gasp. His clear deep blue eyes were filled with

unshed tears.

“D-did I hurt you?” She somehow managed to ask.

“No,” his voice was hoarse. He looked away for a moment before looking back. Her heart broke. He looked so sad and lost.

“Please, don’t stop,” he pleaded softly. “I-I know I don’t deserve it. I lied about being unwell…I just…” he licked his lips.

“I’m sorry.”

He shook his head before releasing her arm. “I’m so sorry about everything. The way I treated you that night when I…” He

winced at the memory of shoving her hand over his erection. “I was an asshole. You didn’t deserve to be treated like that and I

am truly sorry.”

Ephraim looked so lost. “Would you please continue?” he asked softly. There was no doubt in her mind that it had cost him to

show her any weakness and it humbled her.

She sighed as she leaned over him once again. “It’s fine,” she said, ignoring his apology. She knew what he was talking about

and didn’t think it deemed an apology. Sure he’d been crude, but she….well….she pushed it out of her mind and focused. “I’m

sure you’re sore from a week in the hospital,” she mumbled.

“Thank you.” She ignored him and focused on the warm smooth skin. After a moment she couldn’t deny that it felt good, really

good to touch him so freely. She bit her lip to stop herself from leaning over and rubbing her face to his shoulder or inhaling his

scent. She was in big trouble here.

Her hands drew back until they reached his shoulders than as if they had a mind of their own they ran down his arms and then

up again. She enjoyed the feel of his biceps twitching beneath her hands so she did it again and again.

Ephraim slowly lay back until he was sitting against the pile of pillows she placed behind him. They locked eyes as she ran her

hands once again up his arms then she allowed them to run down his chest until she found herself massaging his chest and

stomach. Hard muscle rippled beneath her touch.

She was dimly aware of him pulling her leg over his lap until she was straddling him. Her eyes focused on his. He ran his

hands slowly over her thighs, giving her a chance to stop him. She didn’t, she didn’t want him to stop. In fact he was going

much too slow for her taste. She adjusted herself unconsciously on his lap, making him gasp.

It wasn’t until then that she realized where she was sitting. Her hands stilled over his stomach as she realized that she was

sitting directly over his arousal. She licked her lips, trying to stop the soft moan that threatened to escape her as his hands

moved up her sides until they cupped her breasts through her thin shirt.

His eyes never left hers as he ran the pads of his thumbs over her hard nipples. Her eyes threatened to close in pleasure, but

she fought against the urge. His expression was unreadable as he gently massaged her breasts. She watched as his eyes slowly

turned from a beautiful calm blue to liquid red.

Madison willed her hands to move as he teased her breasts. It felt so good. Several men groped her in the past, but it never felt

this good. He gently squeezed her breasts, directing her to lean into him. Her hands slid up his chest into his hair.

“God you’re beautiful,” he groaned as he leaned in taking her mouth in a gentle kiss. He didn’t push to deepen the kiss even

though his body was screaming for it. This was too important to rush. He knew if he did that she would run away. Instead he

focused on pleasuring her through touch.

Purely on instinct she began to rub her pelvis against him. His hands released her breasts and shoved her shirt up until her

breasts were free. His mouth latched onto one hard nipple, sucking hard while she moved against him.

Her movements were frantic as she searched for a release that she desperately needed. Hot liquid was pooling in her painfully

swollen sex. She had to get it, needed it as she increased her movements. Ephraim reached down between them and ripped his

towel open so that she could get closer.

She felt the difference immediately. Mere seconds ago he felt good but now that the towel was out of the way he felt heavenly.

Without the towel his hard shaft was pressed firmly between the lips of her sex. The only thing separating them was the thin

material of her cotton shorts. She couldn’t get enough as she panted and moved desperately on him.

Ephraim’s eyes rolled in the back of his head as she rode him. Never in a million years had he expected this. The virginal

Madison was wild on his lap. He could smell how aroused she was and it made him harder than he’d ever been in his very

long life. He gripped her hips and moved her harder against him.

Suddenly his mouth released her nipple as he dropped his head back and groaned loudly. “Ah fuck, Madison, fuck you’re so

wet, baby.”

She’d be embarrassed, later. Right now it felt too damn good to care. If possible she began grinding against him harder. His

grip tightened on her hips as he exhaled loudly, “Fuck it, my turn.”

Before she could say anything he had her on her back. His hand held one of her breasts firmly pushing it up so he could lick and

suck on it while he began grinding into her.

“Ephraim!” she cried out as he positioned the tip of his erection against the wet cloth that covered her until it was pushing

between the folds. He thrust gently against her, teasing her center with the cloth covered tip of his erection.

He grunted and groaned as he worked to pleasure her. Madison spread her legs even further for him while she ran her hands

down to his bare backside and cupped him. He growled against her breasts.

“Oh, please don’t stop,” she whimpered.

He growled louder and moved harder against her savagely. She wasn’t overly concerned when she heard fabric rip. His

erection was quickly creating a hole in her small shorts. It felt too good to complain.

In seconds the large tip of his cock was in her. A loud growl filled the room as the first sensation of being inside of her shot

through him. She was unbelievably tight and so fucking wet and hot. He forced himself not to push further knowing that she

would hate him. Madison’s head dropped back as she moaned loudly. He raised himself up, making sure not to push further

into her and reached down to rub his thumb over her clit.

She grabbed the bed spread and started thrashing beneath him. Her hips rolled up trying to push him further in, but he pulled

back just enough.

“Ephraim…Ephraim!” He licked his lips as she climaxed. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. She was still climaxing

as his fangs dropped. He pushed them back. This was for her, not him.

When she was finally done she closed her eyes and steadied her breathing. She became aware of several things at once. She

just had the most powerful orgasm of her life. The tip of Ephraim’s penis was in her. Worst of all, he watched as she came.

Her cheeks heated as she gently pushed him.

He felt the change in her at once and knew all he had to do was kiss and touch her again and he could have her. Instead to his

own surprise he backed off and watched as she righted her clothes and walked out of the room without looking back at him. At

the door she paused and mumbled, “Please forget this ever happened.”

“Okay.” He reluctantly agreed to give her some comfort, but he would never forget. Couldn’t. Even now he wanted to bring her

back into his bed. For the first time in his life he didn’t just want sex with a woman. He wanted all of
her
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Chapter 10

“Is he still there?” Madison whispered. She didn’t know why she even bothered whispering since
he
would hear her.

Jill laughed. “Yes, I don’t think hiding helps.”

Madison straightened up from behind the clothes rack. “It couldn’t hurt,” she mumbled, kicking herself inwardly for her choice

of escape tonight. She came here to walk around just to get out of the house. It wasn't as if she had any money to buy something.

Damn it, she should have just hidden in her room, again.

“Well, apparently it couldn’t help, because he’s coming over now.” Jill grinned wickedly. “I think I’ll go see who’s hanging

out at the food court now.”

“Jill! Don’t you dare….Jill? Get back here! Traitor!” Madison hissed at Jill’s back. She would get her back one way or

another.

Ephraim stopped two feet in front of her. His jaw was set, his eyes were cold. “You’ve been avoiding me,” he blurted out.

She looked away pretending to look at a dress. “No, I haven’t.”

“Yes, you have.”

“You’re imagining things,” she said in a condescending tone.

“Am I?” He stepped closer, she retreated. “That’s what I thought.”

“What? I’m shopping,” she said in an innocent tone as she turned her back on him. He looked so good. He was wearing a blue

shirt, black tie and his trousers made him look hot. His gun made him look dangerous.

“No, you’re avoiding me.”

She scoffed. “Someone thinks highly of himself.”

“It’s not that. For the past month you ran every time you saw me or ducked behind something.” He gestured to the clothes rack.

“You hide in your room, you ignore my knocks, and you leave an hour early in the morning or wait until I leave just to avoid