Commitment

by Heather Dahlgren

  “Thanks for dinner, Red it was fucking awesome.” She blows me a kiss and disappears into her bedroom with Campbell.

  “I’m heading out too. I have a few phone calls to make before I go to bed. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” Dick leaves and I have to wonder who the fuck he needs to call. I hope his family isn’t trying to get him to come home again. I will be pissed if he leaves again.

  “I guess I need to turn in too. I’ll admit, I am nervous to go to work tomorrow. I don’t want to run into Brad.” Maddie flinches and turns to look at Becca. “Don’t Maddie. I didn’t say it was your fault. I just don’t want to run into him. I love you.” Maddie gives her a nod and they hug each other.

  “Maddie, are you alright?” She gets up off the couch and makes her way over to where I am standing. She is only a few inches shorter then I am coming up to my chin. She pushes up on her toes and gives me a quick kiss. She looks at me and smiles.

  “Yes, I am fine. Thank you for caring enough to ask.” I pull her to me and wrap my arms around her.

  “Babe, you should begin to realize by now just how much I am beginning to care.”

  Young and I just got back from the bar and head straight to his apartment. We have been doing nothing but getting the other turned on all night. My panties are thoroughly soaked and my nipples are so hard they could cut glass. Every part of me wanted to run to the bathroom with someone and fuck Young out of my system, but he somehow kept my attention all night. I know I’ve got him just as turned on because he adjusted himself no less than twenty times while we were at the bar. I love having that control; it makes me that much more turned on.

  Young leads me straight to his bedroom and slams the door behind us. “Clothes off, Maddie. Leave your bra and panties on though then get that sweet ass body of yours on my bed.” I do exactly as he says and strip out of my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. He is busy getting his off as well. I love his body, he is so muscular. Just the thought of running my hands on him has me rushing to the bed. Once I climb on, I lie back waiting for the release I so desperately need. He crawls up the bed until he is on top of me. “You’ve had me so fucking hard all night; I’m going to need you to take care of that.” I lick my lips and he pulls me up to the sitting position then flips us so he is now on the bottom. I kiss, nip, and lick my way down to his cock. His massive cock greets me and I continue down until I am between his legs.

  I lick up his shaft and twirl my tongue around the tip. I can already taste his pre-come and it just makes me want to have him in my mouth that much more. I lick down his shaft until I reach his balls. I suck and lick them making sure he enjoys every second of this. “Maddie, put my cock in your sexy mouth now. I need to fuck it.” I smile as I move back to the tip, because I’ve got him ready to blow his load already. I slowly guide him into my mouth, moaning at the feel of it. He does this to me, turns me on more when he is in my mouth. I move up and down a few times, adding my hand because I can’t fit him fully into my mouth. He fists his hands in my hair and I know he is about to let loose and start fucking me now. He starts to move his hips and I relax my gag reflex so I can take more of him. He starts to really move and I am enjoying it as much as he is. I love having this power, the power to be a man’s undoing. I can taste more pre come and I know he is close. I cup his balls and start to massage them. “Oh fuck, Maddie I love fucking your tight mouth.” His hands are now pulling my hair and I love it. Being rough is so fucking hot. “I’m going to come, take it all fuck!” I feel him start to come and I suck every lost drop out of him. When I know he is done, I pull off of him and climb up his body.

  “So fucking good. I love it when you fuck my mouth, it turns me on more.” I smash my mouth to his and he moans, and I know it’s because he can taste himself. I know because it gets me hot when I taste myself on him. He flips us over and begins to kiss my neck down to my breasts.

  “I’m going to make you come before I fuck you. I need to taste you.” He unclasps my front closure bra and my heavy breasts spill out. “Your tits are begging for my touch aren’t they?” I am so fucking turned on I can’t manage words at this point so I just shake my head. He grabs each one and licks them both, circling my nipples but not touching them. It is driving me crazy. He does this a few more times until I can’t take it anymore. I grab onto his hair and yank his head up to look at me. His tongue is poking out, like he was ready to continue torturing me.

  “I need you to pay attention to my nipples, Young. If you don’t, I will fucking do it myself.” He chuckles at me and I pull his hair harder.

  “I love it when you are so fucking needy. Let me help you.” I let go of his hair and he bites one nipple and pinches the other.

  “Fuck yes.” I grab onto the blanket and let the sensations take over. He licks, nips and sucks on my nipples, until he finally starts moving down toward my aching pussy. He pulls my panties down my legs and I am finally fully exposed to him. I have my eyes closed and I’m still gripping the blanket. He pushes my legs further apart and holds onto my hips. He licks between my folds, and I know he is already tasting my essence because I am dripping wet. He feasts on me before moving and sucking my clit into his mouth. “Oh God, yes. Young, I’m so fucking close.”

  “Damn, Maddie, not that you don’t taste amazing, but I can’t get enough of your scent. It makes my cock hard all over. I want you to rub this sweet pussy on my face while I make you come.” He lets go of my hips and I have no problem rubbing my pussy on his face. My hips just take over, getting lost in the feeling. He shoves his tongue into my pussy and I continue to lift my hips. I’m so fucking close. He must know this because he begins to rub my clit and I explode in his mouth. “Fuck yes!” I moan and continue rubbing my pussy on his face, it feels fucking amazing. He is licking me and I can feel the stubble from his face on me and it just continues to make this orgasm go on and on.

  I wake up gasping and look around my empty room. Holy shit, it was a dream. I try to bring myself back to reality and realize my fingers are in my pussy. I pull them out and wince; fuck, I gave myself an orgasm while I dreamt of Young giving me one. I roll over to see what time it is and see that I still have an hour before I need to get up for work. I don’t think I will be able to fall back to sleep now. My mind keeps thinking about how real that dream was. I’m not sure if it’s that I am starting to feel something for Young or that I am missing sex. It’s got to be the latter, there is no way I could be feeling something for Young. Sure, he has made this weekend amazing, actually the best weekend I’ve ever had. Which is saying something considering we didn’t even have sex. What the hell does that mean?

  I roll over and try to close my eyes, but every time I do, I picture Young. Young fucking me, Young going down on me, Young in my mouth. I eventually sit up and decide I will just get an early start to my day. I grab everything I need and head to the bathroom. I take an unrushed shower, which is not something that is done often on a workday. Usually the three of us are fighting for our chance in here. Having one bathroom with three women sucks. Once I am done, I wrap the towel around myself and make my way back to my bedroom to do my hair and makeup.

  I finish getting ready and I can hear Becca and Kenz out in the kitchen. I put on my black pencil skirt, white cap sleeve blouse and grab my black jacket, and head out to the kitchen to grab some coffee. I drop my jacket on the couch and walk into the kitchen. “Morning, my favorite bitches.” They turn and look at me shocked.

  “Morning, Maddie. Why are you ready so early?” Usually I’m rushing around last minute, so I guess it is shocking that I’m ready to go. Kenz hands me a cup of coffee and I am so damn thankful. I take a sip before I answer her.

  “I woke up and couldn’t fall back to sleep, so I figured what the hell I’ll just get ready.” She gives me a nod of understanding before sipping on her coffee. I look over at Becca, she is looking into her mug in deep thought. “Becca, are you alright?” She looks up at me and tries to force a smile.

  “I’m good.
I’m just hoping I don’t run into Brad today. I don’t want that to follow me to the office, yea know?” Fucking Brad, he better not start shit with her.

  “Becca, I’ll cut off his nuts and shove them down his throat if he even looks at you wrong.” She giggles at me and I wink at her to let her know I’ve got her back.

  “Just hold your head high and if he says anything at all to you, you can always file a complaint against him at work for harassment.” I grip my mug tighter thinking about that asshole making Becca uncomfortable. As humiliated as I was with him, I could handle it a hell of a lot better than she can. Kenz is right though a complaint would at least ensure he leaves her alone at work.

  “I’m sure he got everything off his fucking chest the other night anyway. I don’t think he would have anything left to say, unless it’s to tell you what a slut I am.” Becca puts her cup down and comes over wrapping her tiny arms around my waist. She is such a little thing; she only comes up to my breasts. I put my arms around her, careful not to spill my coffee on her.

  “Maddie, no one thinks you are a slut. Sure you like to sleep around, but you have respect for yourself.” She says before letting go.

  “I agree you’re not a slut, Maddie. You enjoy sex that’s all.” Kenz gives me a kiss on the cheek and puts her cup in the sink. If only they knew how shitty I feel about the way I’ve been in the past. Until this past weekend, I honestly never thought about it. I never thought my sleeping around would affect anyone but myself. Now, I have to admit I do feel like a slut. Between what my mom made me do and how I’ve been since, it’s hard not to feel that way. I just put a smile on my face for my girls though.

  “I love you girls, thanks. I guess we better get our asses out of here if we are going to make it to work on time.” We all grab our stuff and we are out the door. Becca and Kenz need to drive to work, I’m lucky enough to be able to walk. The magazine is only a few blocks from our apartment. This is why I love the city; you can walk just about anywhere. I am walking and enjoying the cool morning weather, looking forward to getting to work and seeing what Melissa has planned for me.

  Work has been great so far. When I got in, Melissa let me sit in on another meeting, which I felt so privileged because they were talking about the cover for next month’s issue. At one point, she even asked what I thought. I feel like I am learning so much. After the meeting, I catch up on all the emails and phone calls that were missed over the weekend. It has kept me busy until lunch. I’m so freaking hungry, I can’t wait to eat. I pick up the phone to call Melissa to see if she wants anything while I clean off my desk.

  “Melissa, how can I help you?” I smile at her voice; she is just such an amazing boss. I really lucked out.

  “Hi, Melissa, it’s Maddie. I’m going to go to the deli for lunch; do you want me to bring you anything back?” I rest the phone between my shoulder and cheek, to have two hands to finish clearing off my desk and logging out of the computer.

  “Thank you for thinking of me, but I have a lunch meeting.” I close all my drawers and turn off my computer.

  “You’re welcome. I’ll see you when I get back.”

  “Alright, sweetie, have a good lunch.” We hang up; I grab my purse and head out the door.

  The deli is only a block from the magazine. It is one of my favorite places for lunch, they have the best sandwiches. I am running the menu through my head trying to figure out what I’m in the mood for when I stop dead in my tracks. “Young? What are you doing here?” He is standing against the wall of the deli. His arms are folded and his one foot is propped behind him on the wall. He looks hot as hell in his work clothes, covered in dirt and grease. He has that panty-soaking grin on his face. He pushes off the wall and meets me on the sidewalk.

  “I thought I’d surprise you. Is this okay?” I smile at him and wrap my arms around his neck. He wraps his around my waist, but doesn’t pull me close like usual. I raise my eyebrows in question and he chuckles. “You want me to get this mess all over you?” I look down at his clothes again and realize he is absolutely right. I can’t be covered in grease.

  “You’re right, don’t get that on me.” We both laugh and I pull away. “I like that you surprised me, Young.” He gives me that fucking wink and boom, my dream comes crashing back to me. Shit, I hope I can concentrate on this lunch without embarrassing myself.

  “Well, are you ready to get something to eat?” He pulls me out of my thoughts and I look at him and hold out my hand.

  “Yes, let’s go.” He grabs my hand and squeezes as we walk in the deli. We both order and once our sandwiches are done we head over to a table. Once we are all situated, I take a bite of my sandwich and I moan at how delicious it is.

  “Maddie, please don’t do that.” I look at him confused until I realize what he means. I giggle and take a sip of my water.

  “Sorry, I just love this deli. Speaking of, how did you know I’d be here today?” He leans back in his chair and looks right in my eyes.

  “I listen to everything you say. You told us once that you come here almost every day for lunch. I figured I’d give it a shot.” I stare at him in shock. Honestly, I never realized how much he paid attention to me out of the bedroom. I feel guilty I haven’t been doing the same for him. Sure, there are some things I know, like what he likes to eat, and how to make him come, but I should learn more than that.

  “Can I ask you a question?” He finishes chewing and wipes his mouth.

  “You can ask me absolutely anything.” I clear my throat trying to calm my nerves. I never ask personal questions, mostly because I don’t give a damn, but then I’m afraid they will ask me. I push my nerves aside and look up at his ridiculously gorgeous face.

  “Do you have any brothers or sisters?” He leans across the table and grabs my hands.

  “No, I’m an only child. My parents decided that after giving birth to the perfect child, why ruin it with one that would pale in comparison to me.” I laugh at his stupid answer. He knows how to make me laugh that’s for sure. “What about you? Any siblings?”

  “Nope, just me.” I don’t have any funny lines about my mom thinking I was the perfect child. I guess in a way I was perfect for her, for what she needed from me.

  “Are your parents still together?” Fuck, why did I open this can of worms? I should have known better, but he wants complete honesty. I’ll give him that with everything except my mother and my past. With what I’m sure are empty eyes I look into his.

  “I never met my dad.” He squeezes my hands, but doesn’t say anything else about it. I don’t know if it’s because he could tell I didn’t want to talk about it or if he felt sorry for me. I fucking hope it was the first one.

  “I work with my dad, but you knew that. My mom is a third grade teacher. They live a half-hour from here and I don’t see my mom nearly enough. She gives me shit all the time about visiting. She will probably kick my ass when I finally get there.” I can’t help but laugh. He talks so highly of his parents and I have to admit, I’m a little jealous. I would have loved to have a relationship with my mom, other than the sick and twisted one we did. I haven’t spoken to her since the day I left for college and I do not intend to speak to her again. She tried a few times over the years to contact me, but I never called her back. I can’t be around her, she has this pull over me, and I don’t want that to ever happen again.

  “I think it’s great that you are close to your parents. Why haven’t you gone over to visit?” He cocks his head to the side and grins at me.

  “Well, the last couple of months I’ve been trying to get the attention of this beautiful girl. I wasn’t going to blow off even a night with her, even if it meant dealing with the wrath of my mom. Now, that I have her attention I think I will visit soon.” I look down at the table and back up at him. He is forever putting a smile on my face. This too is something new from a guy.

  “She sounds like a great girl, but I wouldn’t have blown off your parents for her. I’m sure she’s not that great.�
�� He folds up his trash and shakes his head.

  “She’s worth that and a hell of a lot more.” What the fuck? I can’t believe how incredibly sweet this side of him is. I look down at the table again because I don’t know what to say. I happen to notice that I need to be back to work in ten minutes.

  “Shit.” I jump up and throw my trash away. When I come back to the table Young is already standing. “Sorry, I need to get back. Thank you for a wonderful lunch. I have to admit it was the best surprise.” He grabs my hand and leads me out of the deli.

  “I’ll walk you back.” I look up at him and I squeeze his hand this time.

  “You don’t need to do that. Your car is here, you’d have to come back here for it. That is ridiculous. I’ll see you at home tonight.” What the hell? I’ll see you at home tonight? Who the hell am I, that’s not something I would ever say. I should be scared, my heart should be pounding, but I’m not scared. I feel, almost happy.

  “Alright, I won’t walk you back. I’ll drive you.” He pulls me in the direction of his car and for the first time ever, I feel a little crack in the walls around my heart.

  My mind is completely consumed with Maddie; thankfully, I’m only doing an oil change and it’s the last one of the day. It has been a couple of weeks since Maddie and I have been together. It has been the best time of my life. I have never been happier or hornier. I figure if we give this just a few more weeks, then I can finally have sex with her again. My dick is getting really tired of my hand that’s for damn sure.

  “Tyler, when you are done come into my office.” My dad yells through the garage. I give him a thumbs up while I’m still under the car. I’m sure he is calling me in to make sure I know that my mom wants me to visit soon. We do this every few weeks. I do feel like a fuck up not visiting, but I just can’t seem to be away from Maddie. Even before we became, whatever the hell we are, I couldn’t stay away. I’m so fucking happy it’s Friday¸ I figure we can go out to dinner and then meet up with everyone at the bar. Well, if she wants to go. She’s blown it off the last two weekends. She hasn’t been back since the whole Brad situation.