by Laurie Ames
A warm feeling enveloped Liza. Sure, there was a huge age difference of probably twenty years, but there was a real chemistry between them. Maddox being an exotic dancer didn’t really change the magnetic pull she felt towards him. Liza sought a way to lighten the mood and she wasn’t going to make a huge deal out of his occupation.
“Did you honestly enjoy the show?” Asked Maddox as he looked inquisitively at her.
She scoffed. “Oh please. Everybody loved it, and you have the voice of an angel. You could pack the house every night of the week if you wanted to.”
Maddox gave her a cocky grin, settling back onto his seat as the last of the tension bled from his body. “Good to know you think I’m acceptable.”
Liza rolled her eyes at him in mock annoyance, but secretly grinned to see him back at ease. Her attention was suddenly drawn to the dance floor by the lights dimming into near darkness. Karaoke was clearly over, and as the beat of the music picked up, she looked over at Maddox. “How about we see if you’re as incredible on the dance floor as you are on the stage.”
His eyes danced with amusement, but there was a clear undercurrent of desire as he nodded and stood. Liza grabbed his hand and tugged him out towards the dance floor, weaving through the mass of bodies until she found a suitable spot. She let the music wash over her, the thumping bass settling deep into her bones. Her body moved in time with the beat, and she felt Maddox’s eyes watching her every move.
Tossing a saucy look over her shoulder in his direction, Liza let her eyes drift closed and lost herself in the music. Strong hands settled on her waist and she smiled as his body slid in behind her. Their movements were effortless, and she felt herself melt when he pulled her into him.
His body was firm against her back, and when a puff of breath ghosted across her neck, she couldn’t help but grind back into him. His fingers tightened against her hips reflexively, and Liza moaned low in her throat.
The current song melded into a new one with a slightly slower, more sensual beat. One of Liza’s hands reached up and tangled in Harper’s hair, pulling him down closer to her. She tilted her neck, the invitation clear, and she gasped as teeth gently grazed her pulse point. As she arched into his mouth, Liza became aware of just how desperately turned on she was.
Spinning in his arms until they were face to face, she drew in a ragged breath. He looked ready to take her right then and there on the dance floor, and she honestly wasn’t sure she would mind. Leaning in and nipping at his earlobe, she breathed out, “Let’s get out of here.” He nodded, the urgency clear in his actions as he guided them through the crowd and towards the door. On the way out, Liza saw Cheryl hanging around the bouncer she had been eyeing up earlier. She saw her as Maddox tugged her past, and mimed cheering and shooing her out of the bar. They had a standing brunch date on Saturdays, so she knew Cheryl was already looking forward to hearing all the details.
The cool night air hit her face the second they cleared the main door, but it served only to make Liza aware of how on edge her whole body was. Maddox turned to look at her and said, “My place is just a few blocks away if you’re okay walking?”
Liza nodded, and they quickly made their way past the line of people now waiting to get into the club. They were nearing the end of the block when Maddox suddenly tugged her to the inside of an alley. Before she could even open her mouth to ask why they stopped here, his lips were pressed against hers. Liza stumbled backwards until she was leaning against the solid brick of the building wall and leaned up on her toes to push back into the kiss.
She nipped at Maddox’s bottom lip and he groaned into her mouth, pushing her more firmly against the wall. Liza felt as though she was drowning, and Maddox’s mouth was her only source of air. At some point as they kissed, his thigh slipped between her legs, and the sudden knowledge that stimulation was close drew a whine from Liza’s throat.
“This is highly inappropriate, you know.” She said with a wry grin.
“Why? He rumbled in her ear.
“Because your so young.”
“That just makes it more exciting.”
Maddox pulled back to check in with her and was surprised to see her inviting eyes. Surprise was quickly replaced with lust, and he lifted his thigh to press against her center while using his hands to encourage her to grind down. He leaned in and nuzzled her neck, whispering, “Why don’t you just let go.”
His words were all it took for Liza’s hips to shoot down, grinding frantically against him. His mouth latched onto her collarbone as he helped her slide against his leg, and one of his hands slipped under her shirt to stroke the smooth skin of her stomach. Liza could feel her orgasm building until all her conscious thought was focused solely on that one goal. She nearly burst into tears when Maddox suddenly pulled back right as she was about to tip over the edge.
Before she had a chance to say anything, to beg for him to stop, callused fingers were sliding beneath her pants. They dipped into her underwear and she gasped as he brushed against her clit. “Oh god,” she sighed, “Please, not here, what if someone sees us? I’m old enough to be your –”
Before she could say any more, Harper pressed a finger inside of her and she groaned. “Shh,” he whispered, “Don’t want to attract anyone’s attention, do you?”
She panted quietly and dragged her bottom lip between her teeth in an effort to not make a sound, and he leaned back just enough to see her face. “But then again, maybe you do want people to notice,” he continued, voice calm even as he added a second finger. “I bet you would get off on somebody seeing you like this, wouldn’t you?”
Images flashed through her mind of how they would look, her backed up against the brick wall with his fingers buried inside of her, wantonly bucking her hips to try to draw him deeper. She couldn’t stifle the moan that burst from her lips at the thought, and he smirked. It was too late, Liza was lust-drunk and losing her grip on reality in the face of unimaginable pleasure. She just wanted to feel Maddox’s hands over her, and in her. She couldn’t resist, she was all his.
“You’re so fucking sexy, as soon as I saw you from the stage, I knew I had to talk to you, had to see if you were feeling what I was feeling.” He punctuated his words with a nip along the column of her throat. “I couldn’t stop thinking about what it would feel like to be inside you, and god- it’s even better than I imagined.”
Liza felt her orgasm build and dug her nails into his arms, almost begging without words to let her come. Sensing her desperation, Maddox thrust into her one more time with his fingers and pressed his thumb against her clit. “Come for me,” he commanded, and the words were all she needed to tip over the edge. Her inner walls clamped down hard against his fingers, trying to draw him deeper as her body shook with wave after wave of pleasure.
Maddox eased her through the aftershocks of her orgasm with gentle circles around her clit, using his bodyweight to help keep her upright against the wall. It was all Liza could do to stay standing as she caught her breath. After a few moments she straightened, looking up at Maddox before pulling him in for a searing kiss. Her hands felt like they couldn’t touch enough of him as they ran over his shoulders and torso, grasping and pulling to get him as close as possible. “Take me to your place,” she gasped, “Now.”
Lust and need were written all over his face as he nodded and stepped back, letting her catch her breath for another second before leading her out of the alley and back out onto the street. The short walk to his apartment was silent, but their hands remained tightly clasped together. Liza couldn’t stop thinking about everything she wanted to do to Maddox, and everything she wanted him to do to her. A shiver raced through her body at the mental images when suddenly Maddox turned to look at her sideways.
“You okay?”
His tone was laced with concern, and Liza quickly smiled and nodded. “Yeah. How much farther?”
“Two more buildings down,” he replied, and Liza felt her heart rate spike as they approached their destination.
She had never felt this level of arousal and need before- there was just something about him that she couldn’t resist, and she honestly didn’t even want to try.
Maddox led them up the stairs, unlocked the door, and locked it behind them as soon as they were inside. In the back of her brain Liza distantly noted the tidy space she found herself in, guitars and a keyboard propped against one of the walls. Her observations ceased, however, as she turned to face Maddox head on.
“Give me a second?” He asked, and she nodded. He then disappeared through a door off the main room. She breathed deeply, just trying to contain her desire to follow and take him then and there. She didn’t know why he left and couldn’t help imagining the different scenarios happening next. Every scenario ended with her coming harder than she had in her life, and she bit her lip in anticipation as she heard footsteps head back down the hall in her direction. After what felt like a lifetime but was probably only a few seconds in reality, he came back into the room. Liza licked her lips as she looked him up and down, noting the increased bulge in his tight jeans.
His eyes were darkened with lust, and she stalked over to him. Flipping the tables from their encounter in the alley, Liza backed him up against the wall. She pressed a needy kiss to his lips, letting her tongue flick against his for the briefest of moments before she sank to her knees in front of him. She looked up at him through her lashes, watching his face for any sign that she should stop, but only saw anticipation on his face.
Satisfied that he wanted this as much as she did, she popped the button on his jeans and slid the tight material down his legs. She ran her fingers over the muscles as she did, eliciting a jump in his hips. Liza smirked up at him. “Eager, aren’t you?”
He growled low in his throat but didn’t say anything, and she rewarded him by pulling his boxers down as well. Her eyes widened and that’s when she remembered he’s an exotic dancer. He was wonderfully thick, long and painfully hard.
“I’ve never had a guy this big before,” said Liza with nervous laughter.
“Is that going to be a problem?”
“You a problem, never!” She let her fingers run along the length before grasping it to pull him closer. Liza pressed a reverent kiss to the tip before enveloping it in her mouth. She took as much as she could before feeling it bottom out at the back of her throat. She started a slow rhythm with her mouth, letting her fingers wrap around it to press and tug in sync with her sucking. A needy groan from above made her pause, and she looked up to see Maddox watching with a hungry look. Liza held his gaze as she took him in her mouth once more, moaning as she did.
Maddox had been trying to keep his hips still up to that point so as not to be too rough, but he couldn’t stop them from bucking as he watched her. Liza groaned encouragingly when one of his hands slid into her hair, winding strands around his fingers and tugging, and she picked up her pace. He began thrusting shallowly into her mouth, and Liza used her free hand to palm his ass and guide his rhythm. She could tell he was getting close, his thrusts becoming more erratic as she kept sucking at him, and she let her own actions become a bit rougher in response. It seemed to be just what he needed, as it took only a few moments for him to go completely rigid and then shudder, his hips jerking in quick succession as he came.
Liza sat back on her heels and looked up at him. He was breathing hard, but it didn’t take long for him to open his eyes. His gaze darkened with renewed lust as Liza wiped her mouth and stood, waiting to see what he would do next. He extended his hand, waiting until she took it before hurriedly leading her towards what she assumed was his bedroom.
Maddox pulled her into a heated kiss as he pulled her shirt off, breaking the kiss just long enough to get it over her head. Her bra, pants, and underwear quickly joined her shirt on the floor, and Liza moaned at how good it felt for him to touch her bare skin. She tugged at the hem of his shirt, making her intentions known, and he stripped off his own shirt, leaving him in just a bind.
Maddox nudged her backwards until her calves hit the edge of the bed, and Liza let herself fall backwards onto the mattress. She slid up so that she was resting against the headboard as Maddox climbed on top of her, straddling her hips with his own. His cock brushed against her center and Liza raised her hips, trying desperately to get more friction. Maddox grinned down at her and slowly slid his hands up her arms before gently pinning her wrists above her head. He glanced down to make sure she was okay before lowering his head and leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and onto her chest.
Liza arched her back to try to encourage his mouth to go where she wanted it and huffed in needy frustration when he continued nipping and sucking around her breasts. Just when she felt as though she might combust from the teasing, a hot mouth suddenly enveloped her left nipple. She cried out, squirming in pleasure as he scraped his teeth against it before giving the other nipple the same attention.
Maddox ran his hands down her body until he was grasping her hips and flipped her over in one smooth motion. Liza instinctively settled on her elbows and knees, raising her ass in the air to try to entice him. She felt his fingers dip into her wet heat and glanced back to see him coating himself with her wetness. Liza whined as she felt the hard tip of his cock press against her opening and dropped her face until it was pressed into the comforter.
He entered her excruciatingly slow, and Liza sagged into the mattress, amazed at how good it felt to be filled. When he bottomed out inside her, Maddox pulled back and began a steady pace, letting her relish the feeling of him inside of her.
“More,” Lisa gasped, “You don’t have to be gentle with me.” Maddox clearly heard her but kept up a maddeningly slow pace as he reached up her body to roll a nipple between his fingers. Watching him with hooded eyes, Liza couldn’t help but think she had never seen anything quite as sexy as the way he was fucking her. He wielded his cock as an extension of his body, confidence oozing out of him, and she couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this incredible. The tension building in her stomach was becoming unbearable, and she pushed her hips into his thrusts with more force, hoping to convey how much she needed to come.
Maddox seemed to get the message, and he slowly sped up until his thrusts were rocking her into the bed with force. Liza could feel him getting closer as her own orgasm approached, and she let out a muffled cry when she felt herself tighten briefly around him. “So close,” she mumbled, “Come with me, Maddox.”
His hips stuttered for a second and then began slamming into her with renewed force as he slipped a hand around to skitter over her clit. The glancing pressure was the most exquisite torture she had ever felt, and Liza whimpered as he rubbed her hipbone. A few seconds later his fingers returned to her clit, applying more pressure this time as he rubbed quick circles. Liza’s orgasm hit with unexpected force, and the corners of her vision started to go dark as her whole body shook. Maddox buried himself to the hilt one final time as he came, a long groan leaving his lips as he folded over her back, keeping gentle pressure on her clit to draw out the aftershocks of her orgasm.
They stayed like that for a long moment, twitches from their lingering shared orgasm hitting every few seconds. Maddox eventually pushed himself up and carefully pulled out of her. Liza mewled at the sensation, her nerve endings still sensitive, and let herself collapse onto the bed. She heard some rustling to the side of the bed before the mattress sank with Maddox’s weight, and she rolled over to see him.
He looked how she felt- completely exhausted. “Stay?” he murmured; sleepiness clear in his voice. Liza nodded, suddenly too tired to form words, and curled into the sheets to sleep.
Chapter 3
Liza woke slowly, her body pleasantly sore. She stretched languidly, her mind gradually coming back to consciousness, and then froze as the events from the previous night came crashing back. Her eyes popped open and she looked at the empty space in the bed next to her, her heart sinking at the feeling of waking up alone.
She got out of bed, grabbing her c
lothes off the floor and pulling them on. She should have known it was too good to be true, that Maddox probably just saw her as a one-night stand. This always happened; she got overly invested far too quickly, and the other person never felt the same way. It had been mind-blowing sex, but that was all it was. She dejectedly walked out of the bedroom and then stopped short at the sight that greeted her.
Maddox was standing in the kitchen, making something on the stove that smelled absolutely divine. He looked over as she walked in and smiled at her. “Good morning! Coffee’s hot if you want some, or I’ve got tea if that’s more your thing.”
Liza nodded dumbly. “Coffee would be great.” She sat down at the island, feeling a little like she had just walked into an alternate universe as Maddox set a steaming mug of coffee down in front of her.
“Breakfast is almost done. I hope eggs and toast are okay- I wasn’t sure if you were vegan or gluten free or anything, but it’s all I had on hand.” He shrugged apologetically, and Liza quickly replied, “That’s perfect.”
