Tell Me Now_Show and Tell Duet_Book 1

by S. Moose

  The alcohol is fogging my head. Was he going to say love like the L-O-V-E word? Oh, damn. I shake the thought off and regain my composure. “You have a funny way of showing what you’re telling me. Everything is about learning from your mistakes. If you can’t see that what you’re doing is hurting us, then there’s no reason to be together. This is a relationship, not an ownership.”

  “Teach me, Madison. Teach me how to be a boyfriend, a man you want to be with.”

  “Bryce.” I laugh and rub my temples with my fingers. “This is starting to get old. I know you want to protect me, but you have to realize this is my job, and I can’t solely work with you. Remember in school, they taught us sharing is caring? Well, you need to abide by that lesson.”

  Realization dawns on his calm face. He’s finally getting it. “Okay. You’re right. Now, can we talk?”

  “We are.”

  I walk away from the windows and sit down. Bryce closes the gap between us and leans over to give me a soft kiss. I’m breathless. My eyes close, and I relish the feel of Bryce near. Our hands are together, fingers entwined, and our breathing matches.

  “You have to know what you do to me, Madison. This is new for me. I’ve never been in a relationship. Women never truly mattered to me, and then you come into my life, and I have this need to care for you. Protect you. Be with you. It hits me. I’m doing crazy things.” I nod. “I’m a mess when it comes to you. A mess. Can’t you see and understand?”

  Game over.

  Bryce has won.

  All the anger is gone. This man’s opening himself again, and it’s all I need. All I want. I move closer and straddle his lap. Situating myself on top of his erection, I rest my legs on either side of him. This closeness helps me digest it all. It’s something I’m going to need to get used to.

  “You have to trust me.”

  “Who was that with you?”

  I knew this would happen. “That was Kent.” Bryce’s grip on me tightens, and I feel his hot, angry breath on the skin of my neck. “He thinks someone broke us up on purpose. Gave him an ultimatum he had to take. I guess he’s leaving his wife too. Do you think he’s right, or is he being an asshole?”

  “Asshole,” Bryce mutters. “No more being around him. I can’t bear seeing another man’s hands on you.”

  “I know, and I’m sorry. Can we go to bed? I’m all talked out. We cleared everything up, and now all I want is to be in your arms.”

  He smiles into my neck. “Not before I take you here and feel your pussy around my cock.”

  “Okay.” I get off his lap and take off my clothes leisurely. His eyes burn with intense heat as he gazes at my face, then studies my body. I’m completely naked when I lean over to unbutton his pants and free his strong cock. “Quick?”

  “Very.”

  Chapter 30

  Madison

  Sluggishly, I sit up on the bed and turn to see a bottle of water with medicine, my cell phone, and a note.

  I can watch you sleep forever.

  X,

  Bryce

  The cheesiest smile crosses my face, and my cheeks heat. As much as he drives me crazy, I don’t think I’d want another man to do that to me. I reach for my phone from the nightstand and there are six texts from Kaylee.

  Kaylee: You’re a badass. If we weren’t best friends and totally into cocks, then I’d be all over you. I don’t know where your balls of steel came from but don’t let it go. Put his ass in his place.

  Kaylee: Holy shit! Henry’s dirty and oh so sexy. We were taking shots, and he licked his lips, while looking at me. AND! He licked my lips, then said he wants to get to know me better. I think I came on the spot.

  Kaylee: I’m home … in the bathroom. P.S. we need a lifetime supply of whipped cream. And remind me to disinfect the kitchen counter … and kitchen floor … and you need new sheets. I’M SORRY! We kind of got lost in the moment and went to your room instead.

  “Ew.” I cringe and go to her last two messages.

  Kaylee: Just woke up to a nice surprise. Let’s say, Henry had breakfast.

  Kaylee: MASSIVE *dick pic*

  “Oh, my God! Ew!” My eyes. I need to wash them out and get rid of that image. I look again and blush. Henry’s quite huge and thick. Wow. I delete it immediately because I’m sure Bryce would have a heart attack if he saw me gawking at his best friend’s cock.

  Putting my phone down, I get out of bed and head to his bathroom to take a shower. The warm water feels inviting. I love his shower. It’s huge with glass doors and shooting jets on the shower wall with a detachable shower head. I could stay in here forever.

  Lazily, I wrap a large white towel around my body and change into one of Bryce’s tee shirts. It smells like him.

  “This is how every morning should be. You, standing in our bedroom, wearing my shirt.” Bryce saunters over to me and wraps his strong arms around my waist before leaning down to kiss me. He looks extraordinarily sexy in his faded jeans and green polo.

  “Pretty soon, it’ll be like this.” I blush. The idea of moving in scares me. I know we’re moving fast, but we’re also adults. I’m twenty-two, and he’s ... “How old are you?”

  “It doesn’t matter. I’m over twenty-one and younger than forty.”

  I roll my eyes. “It doesn’t matter how much older than me you are. I know you’re in your thirties. Why are you keeping it from me?”

  “I’m older than you, Madison.”

  I nod. “Mmm okay. I got that. What’s the big deal?”

  Bryce sighs in exasperation and takes my hand to kiss it. He whispers against the top of my hand, “I’m turning thirty-five.”

  I smile and lean in closer to him, stepping on my tippy toes and kissing his lips. “Okay. I don’t care.”

  Relief washes over him, and he asks, “What would you like to do today?”

  I rest my cheek on his chest and breathe in his manly, clean scent. “I don’t care. Anything you want. Well, maybe we can stay in bed because I don’t feel good.”

  “So you don’t want a mimosa this morning with your breakfast?”

  I’m going to throw up. “No, thank you. I’m done drinking for a while.”

  He kisses my forehead. “I don’t like the idea of you drinking when I’m not around. Promise me you won’t go overboard. If I’m around, then sure, but I rather you not be drunk like last night again without me.”

  “Okay.” This is something I can agree with. I’m getting older and shouldn’t be drinking the way I am anyway. “Deal. As long as you promise not to punch every man you see.”

  “Baby, if I see a man touching you, then I’m fucking going to punch him. No one touches you. Only me.”

  My crazy, dominant boyfriend.

  I don’t hold back rolling my eyes, and instead, I fall into him again, feeling the strength of his arms wrap tighter around me and knowing he’ll keep me safe no matter what.

  “Let’s get you back to bed.” I nod and let him carry me to where we’re under the covers and lying in the silence.

  “Is this how our mornings will be?”

  “Yes.”

  Bryce’s soulful eyes stare into mine. My body screams for his touch.

  His kiss.

  His everything.

  Having him so close to me, I’m aware of our lips inches apart, our chests merely touching, and the heat between us scorching. Bryce’s hand pulls down my panties, and his fingers play with my opening.

  “I’m so close.” I moan at his touch.

  Hoping for more.

  Much more.

  He stretches me with his fingers, using his thumb on my clit and causing me to scream his name. My orgasm hits hard, and I come all over his hand. A smug smile stretches across his face, so I work quickly to take off his jeans.

  “No boxers?”

  “Extra clothing. Not required. And Ms. Smith, I thought we had an agreement. No. Panties.”

  “Noted.”

  I climb over him, pressing my lips to his and down
his chest until I’m kissing the tip of his painfully hard cock. My tongue sticks out, and I run it down and up, swirling my tongue around the tip. Pre-cum seeps out, and I taste him, swallowing his essence. Lifting my eyes, I see his eyes closed and head tipped back. My heart hammers against my chest. With my pulse drumming wildly, I cover his cock with my mouth and take him in. Slowly.

  Desire.

  Passion.

  Love.

  Love.

  All these feelings course through me, and the electric heat between us grows. His moans turn me on. I’m exceedingly wet, needing to find another release. Curling my fist around his base, I suck harder, still taking my time and going slow. He easily slides farther into my mouth. I pause, close my eyes tightly, and push my mouth a little farther down so he can feel the back of my throat. I gag on his size and shake it off, continuing the pleasure I know I’m giving him. I coat his cock with my saliva, keeping him in my mouth before lifting to indulge on his tip.

  “Madison, fuck,” he growls and tugs on my hair. The pressure of his grip nearly pushes me over the edge. “That’s it, baby. Fuck.”

  His hand tightens before he pushes me off and flips me on my back. I watch him hover over me, lifting himself up a little to take off his shirt and doing the same to me.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful. And mine.”

  “I’m all yours, Bryce. Nothing’s going to take me away from you.”

  I bite my lip as he stares into my eyes, his tip pushing against the heat of my desire. There are no words between us. Every emotion communicated with our movements and eyes. The entirety of what he’s saying seeps deep into my heart and clings to my soul. The expressions are turning my body inside out. I exhale sharply when he’s fully inside me. His soft rhythm is measured and carefully done. It’s driving me to the edge, and I’m barely holding on. Bryce pulls out and slams back in. I love it. I love how he’s filling me and taking me with passionate force. His pace and thrusts are powerful. Dominating. I open my mouth, a throaty cry of pleasure falling from my lips.

  It’s everything.

  This is everything.

  My pussy tightens around his cock. The orgasm he’s about to give me shakes through my body, and I’m clawing his back with my entire strength, knowing I’m going to leave marks on him.

  Bryce continues to control my body, and I’m ready to come when he slows and leans down to whisper in my ear. “Not yet. If you come, I’ll pull out, and we won’t have sex again for the rest of today.”

  “Okay,” is all I’m able to push through my lips. “Okay.”

  Without speaking, he thrusts in and out, filling me and taking me to the edge once again. My thoughts are spiraling out of control. The avalanche of pleasure rolls through me, and soon, he quickens his pace.

  “Now, Madison. Now!”

  Moans and growls fill the room. Our breathing matches. Our hearts crazily beat as one. I’m dazed into a sex-filled haze. Time slows and almost freezes. Sparkles of light dazzle in the depths of my eyes.

  “I love you,” he whispers, slowly sinking down into me and wrapping me in his arms before lifting me so I’m sitting on his lap. He’s still inside me, and I don’t want him to leave. Ever.

  “I love you, Bryce.”

  Those are the only words spoken before I feel him harden inside me, and we make love again.

  Chapter 31

  Madison

  The apartment’s empty when I walk in and head toward my bedroom. Bryce needs to go away for the night to California. I didn’t want to stay at the penthouse, much to his dismay, so we had dinner together and made love before he dropped me off.

  “Kaylee!” I yell, hoping she’s around. “I’m home.”

  A noise comes from her bedroom, and it’s not the type of sound I want to hear. The thumping against the wall is loud, and Kaylee’s screams are brash and clear.

  “Ugh.” I rush to my room and put in my ear buds.

  A few hours later, almost midnight, Kaylee opens my door and falls on top of my bed.

  “Sorry.” She blushes. “I sent Henry home, so we can spend time together. Since we’re both off, how about we have girl time tomorrow?”

  “Yes!” I turn off my music on my phone and set it aside. “So ... you and Henry?” I wink. “Oh! Never, ever send me a dick picture! If Bryce knows you did that, oh my God, I have no idea what he’d do.”

  “Fine. But since I sent you his …”

  “No!” I stop her. “Never. I will tell you this.” I smirk and lean back on my bed against the mountain of pillows I have. “Our guys are very talented in that department.”

  “Hot damn.”

  Kaylee spends the night in my room, and she fills me in on her instalove connection with Henry. He wants her to move into his penthouse with him. There are two problems with that scenario. One, he’s gone every other week for business, and two, Kaylee knows moving in would be going too fast so they came to an agreement. Instead of her moving in full time, she’s going to be there part time, which makes sense, and Henry’s covering her rent at Galen’s place.

  The next morning, Peter drives us downtown after we get ready. Kaylee’s busy on her phone, and my mind goes to Bryce. He should be in California, but with the time difference, it’s only six there. I’ll wait to hear from him and see how his day is going. I know this meeting is important for the company. It’s a deal he’s been working on.

  “Peter, how was he when you dropped him off last night?”

  “Cranky. He misses you,” he answers and looks at me through the rearview mirror. “He was an ass.” The three of us laugh because it’s so Bryce.

  The rest of the ride downtown is quiet, and the silence allows me to reflect on my life and what I want to do. As much as I love fashion and working with Kaylee and Galen, I don’t think I want to do it anymore. Bryce wants me to work for his company; he actually prefers me to be a stay-at-home girlfriend, but that isn’t going to happen. And neither is working for Bryce. I don’t want special treatment, and I want to earn my place. That’s why I don’t want to work for my dad.

  I turn my head and look at Kaylee. “I feel lost.” Kaylee jerks her head to me. “I don’t know what I want to do with my life.”

  She puts down her phone and places her hand on mine. “I had a feeling this would happen. You’re better than this job, girl. I’ve always known that and so has Glenn. Whatever you want to do, I’m here cheering for you all the way.”

  “Thanks, love. I’ll stick it out for a little while longer. Wrap up things with my clients and look around for a job.” I refuse to work for Bryce or my dad, so finding a job will be interesting. As overprotective as Bryce is, he’s going to throw a tantrum when he finds out I’m looking for a job.

  “Interview at Henry’s company. It’s similar to Bryce’s. You can be his something or whatever.”

  I think about it, and Henry’s good people. He’s Kaylee’s boyfriend now and Bryce’s best friend. I’m sure working for him won’t give Bryce a heart attack or have him wanting to murder my boss. “I’ll look into it. Bryce told me the movers are coming in a few days. Are you ready to move out?”

  “So ready! Are you?”

  I smile a devilish smile. “Of course.”

  Peter drops us off at the Water Tower place, and we head right to Starbucks for coffee before enjoying the day. I’m glad to have a day with my best friend. It’s been a while since we’ve had a chance to catch up.

  “You look happy. Happier than I’ve ever seen you before,” Kaylee points out. “Happy looks really good on you. And I know it's also because of the hot sex you're having.”

  I sip on my Americano and close my eyes, thinking about the way he cherishes me and takes my body to euphoria. I never felt this way with Kent or my previous boyfriend, who I lost my virginity to, so even with my lack of experience, my body knows what it likes, and it enjoys all Bryce does.

  “From the look on your face, you are! So everything’s good? You’re really happy?”

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p; “Yeah, I am. To be honest, it’s annoying how controlling he is and how he treats me like his property, but we talked, and we’re better. So much better.”

  “I’m so proud of you, babe. You deserve to be happy and to have a good man in your life.”

  I smile. “Tell me about Henry! I can’t believe you two are a couple after only a few days!”

  “I know, but it feels so right,” she answers and puts her arm through mine. “He’s sweet and caring. I don’t know. We connect on all levels. Physical, emotional, and intellectual. Sure, we have crazy, passionate sex, but after, I don’t know, Madison. Something came alive in me. He’s sensual and romantic. I really like him and can see myself being with him for the long run. We have these deep conversations about life. He’s super smart and really listens to me.”

  Hearing Kaylee tell me this makes me want to cheer for her. She hasn’t had the best of luck in the love department. Either the guy she’s with is a player and cheats, or he treats her like shit. Each time she’s gotten out of a relationship, I’ve been there to help her realize she’s worth waiting for that someone special. When things went down with Kent, Kaylee did the same for me. As best friends, this is what we do for each other.

  “Look at us. Who would’ve thought this is where our life would be?”

  “I know.”

  We walk into Victoria’s Secret and stock up on panties, matching bras, and lingerie. Kaylee has an arm full until an associate greets us and takes our things to the fitting rooms. I’m looking at the different styles of thongs when I hear my phone vibrate in my purse.

  Bryce: Good morning, baby.

  Madison: Good morning. How are you feeling?

  Bryce: Like shit. I miss you. Needed your pussy.

  Madison: So crass.

  Bryce: Are you shopping?

  Madison: I am. Let me guess. Peter reported to you.

  Bryce: Yes.

  Bryce: Look inside your wallet.

  I read his text and pull out my wallet. All my credit cards are missing, and I see a Post-it note.

  I took your cards. You don’t need those. This is for you. Use it.