Madeline POV:
I woke up due to the extreme pressure building inside my bladder
begging me to release the liquid I've had acquired last night.
I groaned and tried turning my stiff body but to my utter horror
nothing would move. I opened my eyes to get blinded by the sun rays
penetrating through my window making me curse for being stupid and not
shutting the curtains last night.
Blinking twice I realized that I'm in my room, a frown appeared on my
face because I couldn't remember when I came home last night.
I turned my head to my right and saw Brandon head smuggled in my neck.
His face was hidden from my eyes while he was silently sleeping, his
even breathes were fanning on my neck making me shudder.
The rate of my heart beat increased at the sight of his very bare back
which have some red scratches on it.
What's he doing here on my bed? Am I still sleeping or dreaming?
I felt some movement under the blanket and my heart stopped beating. I
tried getting up again but it was impossible for me to move my hand as
Brandon has his half of the body weight draped over me. The right part
of my body felt numb because of the constant pressure of his body.
Taking the risk I glanced at myself and blanched at the sight of my
naked torso. With the trembling left hand I pushed away the blanket
from our bodies to finally get a heart attack.
My eyes were the size of saucer staring at his arm which is drape over
my very bare stomach and one of his hand resting on my chest.
For a split of second everything turned black; my eyes only zeros on
our naked bodies tangled with each other. Then my eyes landed on the
half empty wine bottle resting on the table across my bed. Every
single thing come crashing on my mind as I keep staring at the wine
bottle. The image of his jealous face;him leaving Club; me following
him out and asking him to come home. Ugh! We both getting drunk after
drinking that wine. Him asking me to dance then one minute we were
dancing and another we were sucking each other face.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
The picture still vivid in my mind the way he claimed my mouth; the
way he claimed me last night like I belong to him, like my body
belongs to him cooperating with his every demand. The shiver made it's
way from my body to my toes as the memories of last night started to
play in my head.
I shoved his body away in careless way and ran to washroom. Locking
the washroom door I took the deep calming breathes. After doing my
business I started at myself in the mirror, my naked body have red
marks here and there, his claim. My whole body aches in different
places but most sore was the lower part of my body reminding what I've
done last night. The blush that graced my face wasn't easy to get rid
for twenty years.
Still, in my naked glory I made my way out of washroom to fetch my
clothes but freezes at the sight of Brandon sitting on my bed. His
chest lean sculptured chest was bare showing his six packs for my
hungry gaze to feast. He's just perfect. The pain full groan emitted
from his mouth snapping me back in reality. I hurriedly picked the
first piece of cloth laying on floor and wear it to hide my very naked
body.
His eyes snapped to me looking at me in confusion and then traveled
down on my body accessing, remembering or might be regretting. His jaw
clenches when I moved and he closed his eyes back mumbling something
which I didn't heard. He opened his eyes again and glared at me,
nervously I glanced down at myself to see that in my haste state I've
picked up his shirt and wearing it now, the few top buttons are undone
showing some of my cleavage which I tried hiding by buttoning it
hurriedly. His intense gaze making it hard for me to swallow.
The ere silence that lingered between us was something that is the
most awkward thing that I endured in my life.
What one supposed to say after having sëx?
"I should have paid heeds to Laura's warning". Brandon mumbled making
my head snap at his way.
"What warnings?". I asked him gritting my teeth in jealousy. Why he
has to always drag her between us.
"That you have been trying to seduce me". He said with the arrogant
smirk on his face making me want punch him.
"Really? Pray tell how I was trying to seduce you?". I asked him in
sarcastic tone folding my hands on my chest.
He got up from the bed and that made me gulp at the sight of him
standing in my room only in his boxers. This picture of him is going
to stay printed forever in my mind.
Taking the long strides he came to stand in front of me with the scowl
etched on his face.
"You have been wearing revealing clothes from sometimes. And last
night you choose to wear that lacey dress because you knew you'll look
sexy". He said while glaring at me.
In one sentence he just accused me and called me sexy. I don't know
what to do with him? Strangle him or kiss him?
Bad Madeline!
"Every next girl wear dresses which is knee-length and I personally
don't think they wear it with the intention of seducing man likes you.
And the dress I wore last night was the least revealing among Delia's
all dresses". I said with my own glare.
"But you invited me to come here". He said taking a step forward.
"You brought that wine up and said "C'mon lighten up" and made me
drink". I mimicked remembering his last night dialogues.
"You could've refused to drink but you gulped down that wine like a
thirsty woman". He spat.
"Ugh! You're impossible. Go put some clothes on". I said in annoyance
because I'm really getting distracted during the fight. My traitorous
eyes were sneaking peeks of his chest and his lips when he talks.
"Oh last night you weren't complaining about my lack of clothing when
we f*cked". He said with cruel smile on his face making me angry.
"Why are you acting like an a$$høle?". I asked him.
"Because you're acting like a stupid bitch and you seduced me?". He spat.
"I never seduced you, I never planned it to happened. If I knew you
would act like this after taking my virginity I would've never given
it to you". I yelled at him.
"You took my virginity too. I wanted my first time with the girl I
love which is Laura. She's my girlfriend". He said like he's
convincing himself not me.
"Laura isn't what you think. You don't know her like I do, she's
a....". I was going to tell him what a bitch she's f*cking another guy
behind his back but he did something which made me blank.
He smashed his lips on mine forcefully in brutal kiss, not demanding
but taking what he thinks is his. I was puddle in his arms submitting
to him like a good little girl but my tongue was moving on his set
pace fighting for dominance clashing with his soft one, trying hard to
win this battle which I've already lost.
His fingers were tangled in my messy hairs where he was holding my
head, roughly pressing me to his mouth, assaulting my lips by biting
them yet creasing them with his sensuous tongue. He wasn't only
kissing me, he was devouring me like he can't get enough of this
burning feeling which is amplifying in our bodies with each passing
second instead of diminishing.
When we pulled away our lips were red, swollen; our breathing were
ragged, eyes filled with passion, lust heating up our bodies.
"Why did you kiss me?". I asked him as calmly as possible for me in
this situation. Because I'm not sure what I want to do kiss him again
or kill him.
"You were blabbering so I did that to shut you up". He said in cocky tone.
"I can blabber all I want. Who the hell are you to shut me up?". I
glared and pushed him away.
"I'm the guy you just had a one night stand". He said with the smirk.
"I hate you..". I spat.
"The feeling is mutual". He said sarcastically.
"Go to hell". I yelled when he started putting on his pants.
"I'll drag you with me, best friend". He said with small sarcastic laugh.
When he was done putting his pant and he picked his phone up from the
table. My eyes went on his black shirt that is still on my body.
"Here take your shirt, you jerk". I said while trying to unbutton it.
"Don't! Keep it. I don't want this dirty shirt back". He said angrily
stopping me in the middle of unbuttoning.
"A$$hole". I yelled at his retracting figure which disappeared from my
view as he went downstairs to leave me alone again.
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Brandon POV:
When I left her house my hands went to my pocket searching for my car
keys and not finding them there.
Shít! Shít!
I forgot my car in the club parking lot. What a stupid thing to do.
How can I forget my baby, my car.
Because you were consumed with jealousy. My mind taunted.
A scowl appeared on my face at the memory of last night. Sighing I
decided to walk back to home. I checked the time and realized it's
quite early in the morning; my parents won't be awoke so I can sneak
inside without getting caught.
I walked to my house without shirt, the chilly air nipped on my skin
making me shiver. That's what people call walk of shame I thought.
Taking out my house keys I sneaked inside and shut the door. With
small light steps I made my way up to my room and sighed. Then decided
to take a shower and change into some proper clothes.
After the long shower I changed into my white t-shirt and grey
sweatpants and laid down on my bed feeling tired.
I closed my eyes and whatever happened last between us came crashing
making me groan. The way Madeline acted last night started to play in
my head like a movie.
Her innocent moves; her pleasurable moans that filled the night; her
simple touch which was electrifying and mostly her silky satin skin
that was so soft and smooth making it hard for me to stop touching
her.
Her luscious lips that I assaulted all night with rough passionate
kisses. She was innocent all pure, new to even kisses yet she was sexy
when she screamed my name while scratching my back. Her long slim legs
wrapped around my waist while we made love was gratifying.
She was perfect or I should say more than perfect in every way.
I've heard boys talking how shîty there first time was but my first
time with Madeline isn't shîty at all I do say rough and passionate.
I didn't feel like we were doing it first time; it felt like we've
done it so many times but still couldn't get enough of each other.
The satisfaction, the tranquility I felt in my nerves was unique I
felt like I have accomplished something which was always missing in me
making me edgy. Now that edgy feeling is gone replaced with blissful
contentment.
I don't know how I got this strongly attracted to her that I lost my
restrain. Whenever Laura and I make out it never made me this wild,
this eager to have her that's why our relationship still hasn't reach
to the third base. But with Madeline I wasn't able to stop myself, I
wasn't able to control my urge to kiss her to have her.
I was so out of control when I saw her dressed in my black shirt that
I wanted drag her to the bed and do whatever we did last night again.
To my dismay I had to settle for a kiss which evoke the totally new
hunger in me.
It's good that we fought, it will give her and me time to think about
this. Because God knows how much time we both need to settle this. Our
last argument lasted for a month.
And that made you insane. My mind reminded me.
Well her ignorance made me insane because I've a habit of seeking her
advice in my work. Nothing feels complete until I ask her opinion.
Even when I and Laura went on our first date Madeline was the one who
selected my shirt and jeans.
I don't have any idea how we will ever going to recover after this
conflict because it's not one of our silly argument, it's far from
that.
I was about to fall asleep when my bedroom door banged open and my
mother came barging in.
"Brandon when did you come home?". Mom asked me with the curious gaze.
"Around midnight". I lied.
"Why are you still laying in bed? Come downstairs for breakfast". She
said leaving the room.
Sighing I got up from the bed and went to the kitchen.
Dad was sitting there and eating in hurry which made me frown because
on Saturdays dad usually spends time with my mother or twins.
"Good morning dad". I said sitting on the stool across him.
"Morning son". He said and got busy with stuffing his mouth, chewing hurriedly.
"Dad are you in hurry?". I asked him while pouring myself some orange juice.
"No". He replied in monotone.
I raised my eyebrows at his weird behavior.
"I'm taking your mother somewhere. So I want you to babysit your
brother and sister". He said with pleading eyes like I'm going to
refuse.
"Okay dad". I said nonchalantly.
"Oh thank you so much". He thanked me pinching my cheeks and getting up.
"Dad are you alright?". I asked him really concerned this time.
"I'm perfectly fine". He replied with the roll of eyes.
My mother placed two plates on table which contains sandwiches and
pancakes covered in thick caramel syrup looking mouth watering.
Taking some of the pancakes I started stuffing my face with pancakes
when my dad came in kitchen this time looking quite amuse.
"Brandon where's your car?". He asked me making me choke on my pancakes.
My mother got up from the stool and started rubbing my back telling me
to drink some juice which I did gladly.
"I took the cab to come back home. My car is still in the club
parking". I said still coughing.
"Oh okay I didn't see it outside so I thought I should ask". He said
with the knowing smile which scared me.
Mom left the kitchen telling me to finish my breakfast. I was eating
silent while my mind was wandering back to Madeline.
The twins came running in the kitchen breaking me out from my
thoughts. Erin climbed on the kitchen counter to reach to the cupboard
where his favorite cereal is located while Elena attacked me by
jumping on my lap.
"Uff! You're getting fat dear sister". I teased her.
Her eyes landed on my plate which is still loaded with pancake. She
was drooling at the sight annoying me.
"Please can I've a bite". She asked me giving her puppy dog eyes.
"No I don't like sharing my food". I said with the shake of my head to
emphasize my point.
"I'll tell you a secret". She said. When Elena said she'll tell you a
secret it means she'll definitely tell you something that you don't
know so I agreed to give her a bite.
"Okay". I hesitantly said. Picking up the fork and feeding her a piece
of pancake which she chewed slowly testing my patience.
"Today's Mom and dad's anniversary". She whispered in my ear.
"Oh shít I forgot". I said.
"Bad language Brandon". She said giggling and I rolled my eyes at her.
"But dad said he's taking mom out. We can't plan a surprise for them
like last year". I told her.
"I know". She nodded her head. See that's what I was talking about she
knows everything.
"Then?". I raised my eyebrows at her.
"We'll give them surprise when they'll come back after enjoying their
trip?". She said with the sweet smile.
"Okay so it means we need to go for a gift shopping today". I said.
"Yup". She nodded her head.
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