Games 013

Games 013 🔞
Maddox POV

I locked the front door of my mansion and headed to my office, my boot clicking gently on the floo, not wanting to inform Maddie about my arrival.

The house was quiet, and I knew Madison was upstairs in her room. Ethan had dropped me off and left, his job done for the night. I didn’t need him sticking around.

I reached my office, locked the door, and took a sit at my desk, the leather chair creaking under me. My cock was already hard from thinking about Madison’s club performance, and I needed to focus, to plan my next move, but my body had other ideas.

I pulled out my phone and opened Ethan’s report, a simple file with notes and a video link. I hit play, and the screen revealed Madison on the club stage with the music playing and her hips swaying to the beats in that tight outfit she wore earlier.

Her hands slid down her sides, her dingers brushing the hem of her skirt, her body moving with confidence. My cock throbbed, pressing against my pants, and I shifted in my seat, gripping the phone tighter.

She’d danced like a temptress, and hell it tempted me and it burned into my head. I paused the video, her face frozen on the screen with her lips, parted and her eyes sharp.

Tomorrow, I was going to confront her, get close and keep it controlled, make her feel me without touching her. I was going to tease her until she broke and begged.

I set the phone down and leaned back, my hand resting on my thigh, some inches from my erection. I wasn’t going to touch myself yet, but fuck, it was hard to resist.

I scrolled through Ethan’s notes instead. Madison had left the club right after her dance, she didn't make any stop and any calls, she just came straight back to my mansion. Good. My men were indeed good at spying.

She was under my roof, where I could watch her and control her. I pictured her upstairs, maybe in her bed with her body tense or was she thinking about me? Or turned on as I was? The thought made my cock ache, and I clenched my jaw, trying to stay focused.

I hit play on the video again. Madison’s body filled the screen, her hips rolling and her hands gliding over her curves, her breasts straining against the dress and fuck, I couldn’t look away.

My cock was rock hard now, and my hand moved to my pants brushing over the bulge. I stopped, cursing under my breath. I needed to plan and not give in, but my body wasn’t listening.

I stood up pacing the room, my erection straining with every step. I wanted her, I wanted to storm upstairs and pin her to the bed, and fuck her until she screamed my name. But I obviously wasn't going to do tha. At least not now.

I was going to make her wait, make her want me as much as I wanted her. I sat back down and replayed the video again, my eyes locked on her shape.

How her thighs flexed as she moved, her fingers teasing her skirt higher showing just enough skin to drive me crazy. My cock jumped again in excitement, and I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I unbuttoned my pants, pulled down the zipper and freed my erection, gripping it hard. I groaned, my hand moving slowly at first, stroking as I watched her dance. I imagined her in front of me, stripping that dress off, her body bare under my gaze like last time and her eyes locked on mine as she begged for me to touch her.

My strokes got faster, my breath ragged. I pictured her on her knees, her lips around my cock, her tongue working me until I felt myself closing in. The thought pushed me closer, my hand pumping harder, my hips bucking slightly.

The whole house was quiet, but I knew she was up there, maybe awake and maybe touching herself like I was. The idea made my cock twitch and I tightened my grip, stroking faster.

I imagined walking into her room, finding her with her hand between her legs, her face flushed and her moans soft like she was trying to be discreet. Then I'll take over, replace her fingers with mine and make her cum while she said my name. My breath hitched, and I came hard, spilling the liquid into my hand, my body shaking from the feeling as I leaned back in the chair, panting.

I sat there for a moment, catching my breath. My cock was still half hard. I felt satisfaction with a mix of need for more. Madison had no idea what she had started, but she was going to find out about it.

I'll stand close, let her feel my heat and my control, without laying a hand on her. I would watch her squirm and see how long she could pretend she didn’t want me. I grabbed a tissue from the desk, cleaned myself up and buttoned up my pants, my mind already on the plan.

I opened Ethan’s notes again, scanning the details. Madison hadn’t talked to anyone after the club, she had just come home. Then who was the guy that introduced her to the club that the manager reported to me?

Anyway, I wasn't interested in that yet, if I was, I was going to find out. All my mind was thinking about right now was to tease her just enough to make her nervous and wet. Tsk, I had seen the way she looked at me at the club, the way her body moved like it wasn't just a tease, like if she was turned on.

I stood and walked to the window, looking out at the dark estate. Was Madison awake now? If she was I could go to her now, knock on her door and see her in whatever she wore to bed.

My cock stirred again at the thought, but I pushed it down, I would wait. Waiting would make it sweeter, make her want me more. I went back to the desk, picked up my phone and watched the video one more time. Her hips, her hands, her eyes, they were all mine and I was going to make sure she knew it.