Into The Woods (Dark Fairy tales), page 8
“What kind of things will I need?” Sutton asked, as she followed him into the store. Maddox again said nothing.
“Maddy love, how are you?” A chipper brunette asked as she planted a kiss on Maddox’s cheek.
“I’m well Penelope and yourself?”
“Fabulous darling. Simply fabulous. What can I help you with?” Penelope asked as she looked over to Sutton.
“My girl needs a swimsuit. She will also need a cocktail dress and shoes. I’m also guessing anything else that may catch her eye,” Maddox replied with a laugh.
“What! I don’t need any of those things,” Sutton abruptly blurted out. “If you take me home I have those things there. I can’t afford a place like this,” Sutton added, remembering the high grand total from her last shopping trip in the store.
Maddox let out a laugh. “I got it,” he said as he placed a kiss on her forehead. “Penelope take care of her, I’ll be back in fifteen,” Maddox added as he strolled to the door.
Sutton was stunned. He didn’t even let her protest. She wasn’t taking anything more from him. It was bad enough he was paying her for sex. Now he wants to buy me clothes, and what the hell do I need a bathing suit for, Sutton wondered as she watched him walk out the store. Sutton was at a loss. This was not a life she was accustomed to.
“So, here are the latest styles,” Penelope said snapping Sutton out of her thoughts.
Sutton looked at the beautiful swimwear before her. It was all designer and very expensive. “I know Maddox said that I could have whatever I want, but I’m paying for this. Do you have anything that won’t cost me a fortune?”
Penelope looked at Sutton as if she’d called her a nasty name. “Sweetheart I know you’re new to the game so let me clue you in. When you snag a man like Maddox Hunter you need to do as you’re told. I know for a fact that Fiona would not be happy to hear you were turning down gifts from a platinum member.”
Sutton felt her face twist in anger. Was this bitch threatening to dime her out to Fiona? “Let me clue you in sweetheart. When I’m at The Woods I abide by Fiona’s rules. When I’m not I abide by my rules. So you can either show me something I can afford or I can just leave,” Sutton snappily retorted.
Penelope gave her a snarky smile. “Look, I’m not here to fight with you. Hell, I used to be you. So let me give you some advice, take everything you’re given. These people don’t take kindly to having their gifts rebuffed. And sweetheart no matter what you were told you are never abiding by your own rules. Once you sign yourself over to Fiona you’re hers, and she does have eyes and ears everywhere.”
Sutton felt her tough guy exterior break. “Were you…what was your color?” she asked, in a hushed whisper.
“Gold. So trust me when I say you are in The Woods everyday all day. So, I’ll start you a dressing room. I can assure you Maddox will be back shortly and he won’t be happy to see that you haven’t found anything.”
Sutton watched Penelope walk away. Shit, what have I gotten myself into, she thought anxiously. She was okay with being a beautiful paperweight. She was even coming to terms with sleeping with Maddox. However, she was not okay with the idea of being under constant surveillance. She was not okay with the fact that no matter what she did Fiona would know. She didn’t like the idea that she could never just be Sutton. That she would always be Sutton, Fiona’s little toy.
She shuffled into the dressing room this time giving Penelope no protest. In addition to the two swimsuits, Penelope added three dresses with matching shoes and the necessary undergarments. Sutton let out a sigh. This simple situation was becoming more and more complicated by the minute.
***
After the very expensive shopping trip they were back on the road to the mystery location. Sutton watched as they traveled through one posh neighborhood after the next. This was a far cry from her middle class neighborhood on the other said of town. She was never poor, but she was certainly never this well off. These were the houses of millionaires, athletes, singers, CEO’s the crème de la crème of Atlanta. Sutton never imagined she would be in the presence of one of the said people let alone sleeping with him.
Maddox pulled his car into the long driveway leading to a huge house. A small wooden sign read Woodhaven Manor. Woodhaven Manor in Buckhead the palatial home of the very successful Maddox Hunter. Sutton was in awe. This place seemed like a French villa out of the movies.
Sutton got out the car making sure to bring her bag of new clothes. “Is this yours?” she asked, still not believing it could all be his.
“Yes.”
“You own this house?”
Maddox laughed as he walked over to Sutton and took her hand. “What? A black man can’t own a nice house?” Maddox teased.
“No. It’s not that. I was just…I didn’t think that…”
“I was joking. Relax, it can be a little jarring I know.” Maddox unlocked the door and let Sutton inside.
Her mouth dropped. The ten-foot ceilings. The marble floors. The massive house seemed unending. The foyer alone was the size of her and her grandmother’s bedrooms combined. This was a place of beauty. Light shone through the many ceiling high windows in what she only assumed was the great room.
“This place is amazing.”
“Thank you. If you go upstairs you can change in any of the rooms. Please just don’t go into the one at the end of the hall on the left.”
“Change? Change into what?” Sutton innocently asked not knowing which of the fabulous designer fashions he wanted her to don.
“A swim suit. Change, and I’ll met you out back.” Maddox gave Sutton a smile as he turned and headed into another room.
Sutton headed back to the large staircase. Once upstairs she was met with a left or right turn. Sutton remembered his warning; don’t use the one at the end of the hall on the left. What’s in that room, Sutton wondered as she gazed in that direction? She decided not to give in to her curiosity on that one. It seemed to be the one rule Maddox did have. She made a right and opened the first door. It was an office. Quickly she closed it assuming he wouldn’t really want her in there either.
The next door was a plain bedroom. It didn’t look like anyone resided in the room, a guest room maybe? Sutton was deciding on this room when the one at the end of the hall caught her eye. Curiosity struck again as she closed the door to the guest room and wondered down the hall. She figured this one was up for grabs seeing that he only said the one at the end of the hall on the left. Slowly, she opened the door. It was the master suite.
The large room was filled with light, as the huge French double doors led out onto a terrace. Sutton dropped her bags and walked over to the doors. She looked out onto a large lush lawn with a huge pool. Maddox seemed to be alone on acres of lavish manicured land. No neighbors in sight. The place was a palace.
Sutton moved further into the room. She ran her hands on one of the rails of his ornate black four-post bed, stopping only to touch the soft perfectly arranged linen. She took a seat on the bed and bounced a few times. The thought of making love…no fucking…no making love flashed through her head. She was sure it would be better on a bed and without an audience. Not to mention for free. That is of course if Fiona didn’t find out and pay her for this too.
She jumped off the bed and headed for the two large walk in closets. One was completely empty. Sutton imagined this one was meant for a wife. Something that Maddox didn’t have and yet left it open for the possibility. Sutton walked over to his closet. It was a meticulous array of clothing. On one side hung suits most of them in black or a varying shade of black or gray. What is it with people from this club and this color, Sutton thought as she ran a hand along each suit moving over to the dress shirts. The shirts hung according to color and didn’t vary from the white-black-gray palate.
Neatly folded and in order by shade were his jeans, t-shirts, and polo’s. On the far wall were his shoes. They ranged from designer dress shoes to Jordan’s. Sutton couldn’t help but laugh at the fact this formal man owned Jordan’s. A peek in the drawers reveled his socks, dress and athletic. Ties neatly arranged all in order of color, black and gray shades of course. Pajamas mostly bottoms and his underwear every pair the same, all black. Sutton’s mind flashed back to him standing before her that night. The low riding but snug fitting underwear hugging his strong muscular thighs sent waves of heat through her body.
Sutton came out of the closet knowing that it wouldn’t be long before Maddox would come looking for her. The last thing she wanted was for him to find her snooping. Sutton grabbed the two large shopping bags and went into the bathroom. The bathroom was huge, not that she was surprised. There was a large garden tube and a huge glassed in shower. There was also a long vanity with his and her sinks and drawers for storage. Sutton fought the urge to snoop through those drawers too. She assumed they were filled with hygiene products. Nothing interesting.
She quickly undressed and pulled on her bathing suit. She hated to admit that the designer suit looked good on her curvy frame. The black bikini with halter-top was soft and felt as if it were painted onto her body. Sutton rummaged through her bag for a brush. She ran it through her hair a few times then pulled the long tresses into a tight ponytail. She looked in the mirror, much better than when I got into his car, she thought as she admired herself. Her lazy Saturday outfit was not fit for Maddox’s world. Sutton folded up her clothes stuffed them in the bags and placed them neatly in the corner of the unused closet.
Once downstairs she found her way to the backyard. Sitting in a lounge chair next to the pool was Maddox talking on his cell. Sutton quietly joined him taking a seat beside him in a matching tan chair. Maddox looked over, smiled and held up his finger asking for just a minute.
“I don’t care,” he shouted into the phone. “If they said they were going to do it then hold them to it. I have no fucking problem dragging their asses back to court. Get it done and call me back, I have company and I’m being incredibly rude,” he snapped as he ended the call. “Sorry about that. My work never ends.”
“You didn’t have to end the call on my account.”
“Nonsense. That can wait.” Maddox gave Sutton a once over admiring her very revealing swimsuit. “Very nice.”
“Thanks. Yours is too,” Sutton nervously replied. She looked over at a Maddox in his black board shorts then trailed her eyes to his yummy chiseled brown stomach. The man looked as if he were sculpted from beautiful dark brown clay. She could feel herself get wet just looking at him.
“Sir the food is prepared for you and your guest whenever you like,” A tall thin black man explained as he walked up to the couple.
“Thank you Curtis. Miss Ryder and I will enjoy it after our swim.”
“Very good sir,” Curtis replied as she made his way back to the house.
“You have a butler?” Sutton asked not very surprised. With a house this large someone had to keep it clean and she doubted it was Maddox.
“I have an array of staff. Shall we swim? You said you wanted to do something that would take you out of the summer heat.”
“I was thinking of something along the lines of getting a smoothie or soaking up some free air at the mall. Not being served while sitting next to a luxury pool,” Sutton teased.
“Is that what you do? Soak up free air at the mall?
“Well, some of us aren’t crazy rich successful lawyers.”
“I wasn’t always rich. I once was a broke college student working at a moving company. Trust me I understand all about soaking up free air at the mall. I also know about scamming free drinks and you’d be amazed what I can do with a pack of ramen noodles,” Maddox joshed as he put on his sunglasses.
“If you don’t mind me asking how did you get so rich?” Sutton instantly regretted the question as Maddox’s carefree smile disappeared. “Sorry. You don’t have to answer that.”
“I’m a very successful lawyer as you said. Plus, I have good investments in quite a few lucrative companies,” he replied shortly. “Let’s just say I work too damn hard,” he joked lightening the mood. “Come on, let’s swim.
Maddox stood and walked over to the edge of the pool. In a graceful dive he leapt in. Sutton opted for the steps. She could swim but wasn’t that strong. She watched as Maddox made long graceful strides across the large pool. She decided to wad in the five-feet leaning against the wall and enjoying the cool water. Maddox ended his laps and swam up to Sutton. Pulling her into his arms he began placing kisses on her neck.
“You don’t swim?” he asked between kisses.
“I do, but I’m not that strong,” Sutton replied with a smile.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you above the water,” Maddox said as he pulled Sutton deeper into the water.
Sutton held on tightly as Maddox floated her to the far end of the pool. Once there he pinned her to the wall capturing her lips in a kiss. Sutton held onto his neck as she wrapped her legs around his body. Maddox kissed her zealously sending heat through her body as he gripped her tightly in his strong arms.
“I don’t know what it is about you Sutton. I just want to touch you, kiss you, make love to you all the time,” Maddox confessed as he looked into Sutton’s eyes.
“Trust me the feeling is mutual,” Sutton purred as she went in for another kiss.
“What is it about you Sutton that just drives me insane,” Maddox questioned in a deep moan as he quickly undid the strings on her top yanking it away then tossing it onto the pools side.
“What about Curtis? What if he comes out?” Sutton asked nervously as she clasped her hand to her chest.
“Did you not just fuck me in front of six people last week. Why are you being so squeamish about Curtis? Besides, he only comes out when I call for him, I’ve informed him we aren’t ready to eat so he will busy himself until we are ready. We won’t be disturbed.”
Sutton gave Maddox a shy smile and moved her hand away. He instantly latched onto her nipple and began sucking vigorously. Sutton whimpered at the feeling. Her body melted as his tongue swirled around her sensitive mound. Maddox pulled away and then in a quick plunge lifted her onto the side of the pool. Maddox quickly climbed out of the pool and pulled Sutton to her feet.
“Come with me,” he ordered taking her by the hand and rushing her into the pool house.
Sutton clasped her hand over her exposed skin. “Why are we in here?” she asked, as she looked around. It was a simple room, coral and light blue with a beach theme. The room housed nothing more than a bed and a bathroom. “How many bedrooms does this place have?”
“Eight in the main house. Then there’s this one and nine bathrooms,” Maddox replied half interested in discussing his real estate. “Move your hands.”
Sutton did as she was told standing half exposed and soaking wet. “What now?” she asked, shyly as she gazed into his burning eyes.
“Strip down. I want to see you. I haven’t seen you completely bare and it’s been racing through my mind.”
“I was practically naked on Thursday.”
“Practically doesn’t count. You kept your underwear and bra on. I want to be able to kiss every inch of your skin.
Sutton hooked the sides of her swimsuit bottoms and pulled it to the floor. Stepping out of it she shifted awkwardly as she stood naked. “Okay, now what?”
“Get on the bed,” Maddox ordered as he moved in closer.
“I’m all wet. I don’t want to mess up your bedding.”
“Fuck my bedding, get on the bed.” Maddox’s sweet tone shifting to a stronger forceful bass.
Sutton did as she was told. She didn’t know why but just his commanding tone turned her on. She had never liked when men bossed her around before Maddox, but on Maddox it was sexy. His strong commands weakened her body and made her hot. Sutton stared at the ceiling waiting for Mattox to come to her side. She looked over to where he was once standing but he wasn’t there. She sat up and scanned the room. Where is he? Reappearing as quickly as he left, Maddox walked out of the bathroom completely bare, sheathed and ready for action.
He climbed onto the bed and in a strong grasp pushed her legs apart. Slowly he placed two fingers into her sex. “Are you ready for me. I need you ready for me.”
“I’m ready,” Sutton purred as Maddox methodically probed her wetness.
“I don’t think you are. I mean you’re wet, but I think we can do better than this,” he teased as he continued his finger play adding small circles on the tip of her clit.
Sutton felt her body clench under his touch. She arched her back and pushed her sex closer to his fingers. “I’m ready Maddox. I’m so ready.”
Maddox let out a fiendish laugh. “I will tell you when my pussy is ready, and right now it’s not ready.”
His pussy, Sutton thought as the words threw gas on her already burning fire. She wanted it to be his pussy. After all he was the only one so far to make it feel they way it did. If he was willing to give her a repeat of last week he could claim it all he wanted. Sutton could feel herself getting close. How could just his hands bring me to a climax, Sutton wondered as she tried to fight through her burning need?
