Chapter 32 Madi, I Miss You
MADISON POV
When I open the suite door, and I see him standing in the middle of the room with his honey-colored hair, his stubble, and that body ( God, what a body!), I frowned, and images of our first night flooded my mind.
My breath quickens just from feeling his fierce gaze on me, the gaze of an animal desperate to catch its prey.
He approaches me with slow, steady steps, and I couldn't move, my eyes just following his every move.
When he gets close, I gasp at the scent of his perfume, and when he runs his finger across my lips, tracing a line with his other hand.
He buries his head in my neck, holding me and pulling me close to his warm body.
My body responds immediately.
"MINE," he said, and kissed me.
A needy and fierce kiss, with an uncontrollable desire, he sucks my tongue with fervor, I'm totally aroused, and the more he fuck my mouth with his tongue, the crazier I get.
Dimitri.. — I Moan.
I love hearing my name on your lips and he attacks me again with another kiss, a mixture of longing, love, and pure desire.
I couldn't get out of his arms even though my mind tells me that, what I'm doing might hurt Cohen.
My body doesn't understand and just surrenders to Dimitri very easily, his scent overwhelms me.
I didn't want to admit it, but now that I'm here with him, feeling his embrace, my body against his, and him touching me as if he doesn't want to let go.
I know, I was longing for this.
For his rough yet affectionate way, his husky voice, his possessive and authoritarian manner, and God, I can't wait anymore.
I went weak and ended up grabbing his hair and pulling him even closer.
The muscles of my pussy are tightening with the intense need I have for this man.
I don't think about Cohen, I don't think about Fraya, and I don't think about this damn filthy nightclub.
The only thing I think about is him.
Take off your clothes — He said, devouring me with his eyes.
Always bossy, huh?
Oh, Madi, don't joke with me, I'm about to rip that damn costume off you.
"So what are you waiting for?" I said to him without the slightest shame.
You asked for it.
He rips off my panties and top in seconds, making me let out a little scream at his brutality.
Dimitri picks me up and puts me on the bed, climbing on top of me and rubbing his cock against my entrance through his pants.
Can you feel how hard I get just from seeing you?
Can you feel it, Madi?
Yes,—I said breathlessly.
"You're mine, Madi, only mine, and I would go crazy just imagining another man touching you.
This is mine," he nibbles on one breast.
"This is mine too," he massages and sucks on the other breast.
"This belongs to me," he lowers his hand to my clit, stimulating me, "and nobody but me can touch you."
He inserts a finger into my pussy, and I go crazy with the back-and-forth motion.
He tortures me even more by sucking on my breast and stimulating my clit.
I throw my head back when he puts in another finger.
When he stops, I look at him begging for more.
He lowers his head and smells my pussy.
Your pussy is addictive, my beautiful one.
And he dives right into my pussy, making me scream and moan, holding onto his arms, digging my nails into them, and losing myself as I feel his tongue run all over my lips and then inside me.
I cum in his mouth.
"Always delicious," he said, licking my fingers.
He kisses me again and I feel his cock at my entrance, teasing me even more.
Dimitri is enjoying this, and when I try to complain, he buries himself inside me.
Feeling me without a condom was so good.
He puts his hands slightly above my head and thrusts into me faster and deeper each time.
He bites my ear, and I moan, and that's like lighting a fuse.
Dimitri goes faster and deeper, finding my G-spot.
Look at me, Madi, I want to see you cum while looking into my eyes.
I do what he says and tremble beneath him with the orgasm that completely overwhelms me; two more thrusts and he cum.
Dimitri pulls me into his arms, and I run my fingers over his tattoo, waiting for him to speak.
Madi? —He lies back on top of me and makes me look into those beautiful eyes—I want you to listen to something.
I didn't understand anything.
He got up, went to his pants, and took out his phone, I have a beautiful view of his beautiful butt.
When he came back, he pulled me into his arms and said.
You know I'm not good with words, right? Especially romantic ones.
I nod in agreement.
So, I was a jerk for leaving you, and I already told you that.
I regret it so much, Madi, and I hate myself for it, for the cowardly attitude I had but I want to show you somehow that even after all this time apart, I thought about you.
He picks up his phone and plugs it into a headset and I wrinkle my brow.
He puts the headset in my ear and presses play, and the music of the band Rosa de Aaron floods my ears.
My life, my story only made sense when I met you.
Your eyes, your face, take me beyond what I thought.
If sometimes I hide from you, I find myself, there's no way to disguise it.
I need to tell you that you are sorely missed.
There's no way to explain it.
It was without you that I could understand that it's not easy to live without you.
My heart tells me no, I can't live without you.
Now I understand, Dimitri wanted to convey what he felt through this song, and before I knew it, I was crying.
Hey, you weren't supposed to be crying, damn it, you were supposed to be smiling, damn it, I always do everything wrong.
No, I'm crying because I got emotional, Dimitri.
"Did you like the music?" he asks, carefully assessing me.
I simply loved it.
He picks me up and hugs me, and smells my hair.
I can't leave you here, Madi.
Just thinking about you with someone else drives me crazy, and fills me with rage.
Dimitri, you know what's going on here, there's nothing you can do.
I won't let anyone touch you, even if I have to pay Rose a fortune every night.
I lower myself and snuggle into his arms, being here with him makes me think about what Laura told me, but a sadness washes over me when I remember Cohen.
Why does this have to be so complicated?
Madi, I have to go.
I need to take care of some company matters, but I promise I'll be back and I'll talk to Rose so she doesn't tell anyone about you.
I'm relieved by your words; just thinking about sleeping with other disgusting, drunk men makes me want to vomit.
Dimitri gives me a breathtaking kiss and leaves.
I grab a black and red corset that was in the room since Dimitri ripped the costume and go back to the nightclub.
Madi, Dimitri spoke to me, and for now, you'll only be dancing, go with Laura to the pole —Rose said.
"Okay," I replied.
I go to the stage where there are three poles, and my friend Laura is there, and I join her.
The clients I had that night were distributed among the other girls, which made me feel bad because it doubled their quota.
"Look who showed up, you look great, I bet that hottie gave you a good time, didn't he?" she said and winked at me.
"Oh, it happened," I said, and she burst out laughing.
I start dancing while the men watch us.
Laura and I have a lot of fun together, sometimes even here at the club.
She's an amazing friend, a few minutes later she turns around and says...
Holy shit—Laura said, startling me.
"What happened?" I ask.
"I didn't want to be you," she said.
Like this?
Look who's coming over there, I don't even want to see the fight.
I look in the direction she's pointing and see Cohen heading towards the bar, but he doesn't take his eyes off me.
Holy shit—I repeat what she said minutes ago.
So what do I do now?