Into The Woods (Dark Fairy tales), page 9
“Maddox I’m coming. I’m coming,” Sutton moaned tightening her walls around his fingers. “Maddox yes yes! She screamed coming hard against his hand.
Maddox pulled his fingers from her wetness and trailed them up her body. In a delicate grasp he kneaded her breast softly flicking at her nipples with his thumbs. “How was that baby?”
“Your hands are magically,” Sutton purred as she gave in to his teasing. “Your killing me Maddox please just make love to me.”
Maddox placed a finger in her sex and then returned it to her nipple. “Your still not ready.”
“Maddox I’m ready,” Sutton whined.
Maddox stopped his finger play and gave Sutton a stern glare. “I think I know when you’re ready. Until then I suggest you not whine or I will start all over. It’s called patience Sutton. Good things come to those who wait.”
Sutton studied his face for humor and found none. He was stoic and his eyes glared into hers. She broke the glance and turned her head. When it came to sex Maddox meant business. “Yes , sir,” Sutton murmured sarcastically under her breath.
Maddox forced her face to his and placed a passionate kiss on her lips. “You don’t have to call me, sir. Not yet at least.” He gave her a smile and began to place kisses on her body.
Was he for real, Sutton wondered as she lavished in the butterfly kisses being placed on her inner thighs. Did he really expect her to call him “sir”? She knew he was older, but that was ridiculous. No orgasm, no matter how good, was worth being made a fool of. Just as the thought entered her mind he took her wetness into his mouth. The instant sensation of his working tongue on her clit quickly erased the protesting thought.
Maddox’s tongue dipped in and out of her slit then made a circle and flicked around her clit. This same pattern was repeated again and again as he held her legs in a tight grip to the bed. The burning from her leg muscles was mixed with the pleasure he was inflicting with his tongue. Sutton’s head swam as she felt her body begin to quake. She let out a scream and shot her hips up as she came hard.
This did nothing to relent his needy mouth. Sutton couldn’t breath as she felt another climax hit her hard. Maddox still didn’t stop, holding her body tight to the bed. Sutton felt one orgasm after another each one stronger than the last. It was pleasure and pain all at once, each sweet orgasm coming hard and repeatedly never stopping. Sutton gripped the sheets as she screamed for dear life. In one last hard climax she felt her body give as the room went black.
“Just breath. Slowly, in and out,” Maddox whispered softly in her ear.
Sutton opened her eyes and it was over. The sweet sensation still lingered on her skin as Maddox sweetly stroked her hair. “I felt like I was going to pass out,” Sutton said in a breathy whisper. “I’ve never had so many at one time.”
Maddox laughed as he placed a small kiss on her parted lips. “You did good.”
“No, you did good,” Sutton praised as she finally regained control of her breathing.
Maddox reached down and stuck a finger into her wetness. “I think you’re ready.” Maddox eased onto Sutton diving deep into her wetness. “Oh my pussy is quite ready,” Maddox added as he leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss.
Chapter Eight
Sutton woke to complete darkness. She looked around the room. She was still in the pool house, but there was no sign of Maddox. Slowly, she pulled her sore limbs out of bed. After the back-to-back climaxes and then the long passionate sex session she’d passed out from exhaustion. A body can only handle so much pleasure, she thought as she searched for something to wear. Sitting on a chair in the corner was a large terry cloth robe and a note.
Sutton,
You were so peaceful I didn’t want to wake you. I went into the main house to work. If you’re hungry please have Curtis make you something. I’ll be in my office if you need me.
Maddox
Sutton slipped on the soft robe. It smelt of flowery detergent and felt good against her still sensitive skin. This was another first. The first time she’d had mind-blowing sex. The first time sex made her almost blackout, and the first time she was told to have a butler wait on her. Everything sounded good except the waiting on her. She was very capable of getting her own food. After that workout she was in need of something to eat.
Sutton slid past the pool and into the main house. The house was silent but every light was on. Sutton snuck into the kitchen and headed to the subzero refrigerator where she found another surprise about her mysterious man, he ate like a kid. There were the normal staples in the refrigerator; fruits, veggies, milk, yogurt and bottled water were among the items. However, on the bottom shelf were juice boxes, drinkable yogurt, and Lunchables. A man who’s worth millions, dresses like a college kid, and eats like a six year old. She was finding Maddox more surprising by the minute.
Sutton grabbed a cup of regular yogurt then looked through the numerous very well-organized drawers. She wondered if it was Curtis that was so immaculately organized or Maddox who demanded it be that way. The thought of how demanding he could be flashed into her mind. He was so bossy during sex, claiming her body and ordering her around. For most men she would have read them the riot act, but on Maddox it was sexy.
The combination of his strong masculine dominance with his sweet playful side was hard to resist. He’d taken her for hours and she never once complained. It felt freeing to give him control and let her body be taken over. Not to worry about what others may think and just let go. It was the sole principle of The Woods. She never thought she would be able to allow herself to accept that rule, but with Maddox she felt as it there was nothing else she could do. He made her confident and with his urging she was able to free herself.
Sutton finally found a spoon and took a seat at the kitchen island. She devoured the yogurt in a few bites and was tempted to go for another. All that sex really seemed to do a number on her appetite. Sutton threw away her trash washed her spoon and left the immaculate kitchen like it was. See I don’t need anyone to cater to me, she thought as she strolled upstairs.
Stopping in front of Maddox’s office she peeked in through the half open door. He was yelling into his cell about collecting heads if it wasn’t done. Sutton didn’t know who he was yelling at, but she didn’t want to interrupt. She snuck into his bedroom and decided to take a shower.
Sutton let the water heat up as she went to her bag to check her phone. Two text messages one from Mel and another from Grandma Lorna. They were both identical asking Sutton where she was? Sutton quickly replied ‘I’m at Shay’s, probably staying the night’. A minute later she got a reply from Mel saying okay. Shortly after that her grandmother replied saying okay, be safe. And Jesus don’t take rain checks.
Sutton laughed. She knew her grandmother was referring to her not missing Church. She always gave the same lecture whenever Sutton stayed away on Saturday nights. That was a requirement in the Ryder household. You were to have your butt in a pew then have your butt at the Sunday dinner table, no exceptions. All of Grandma Ryder’s children were held to this rule. The large table was always filled every week. Besides Mel, her husband and two kids, there was also her Uncle Isaac and his wife and their two grown sons Hank and Warren. Hank and Warren were only two and three years older then Sutton, but treated her like their baby sister.
Ever since she came to live with her Grandmother everyone treated her like a baby. After the horrible incident with her parents her family felt the need to protect her. However, the line between protecting and smothering was often crossed, especially by her grandmother. This was why even though she was twenty-one she felt the need to lie and cover her real location. Shay being her best friend since they were eight gave her a convenient cover. It didn’t matter where she was, if Grandma Lorna called looking for Sutton she would say they were together. Sutton shot Shay a text to give her a heads up. She didn’t expect any questions, but she always played it safe. After covering her tracks Sutton traced back into the bathroom.
She eased into the hot shower letting the water run over her sensitive skin. Just the heat of the water shot memories of the hot sex in the pool house. Sutton grabbed some of his shower gel and lathered it into her hand. She trailed the soap down her chest. Her arms. Her stomach, and then down each leg. The same trail that Maddox hours earlier kissed. His words jumped into her head. I want to see you. I want to be able to kiss every inch of your body. That he most certainly did, Sutton laughed at the thought.
She washed off the lather and ran her fingers over her skin. She felt alive. His sex made her feel as if she were glowing. It was never a feeling she’d felt with other guys. Maybe it was because sex to them was all about the release. To them she was more of an instrument for the orgasm they so zealously sought after. With Maddox it was always about letting her express her wants and needs first then taking what he wanted. He made sure she was thoroughly satisfied before he claimed her body for his own needs. It was that unselfishness that made her want to please him more.
Sutton ran her fingers down to her sex. She instantly stopped. My pussy was the first thought in her head. He’d claimed her and now she felt weird even letting herself touch it. She laughed at the thought and turned off the water. Climbing out of the shower she wrapped herself in the robe and searched her bag for underwear. She pulled out the black silk dress wondering what he had in mind. Why did she need such a nice dress? Were they going to dinner, or worse to The Woods?
The idea of going to The Woods brought her back to reality and the lie she was hiding from Maddox about who she really was. Even if she didn’t spend his money she was still making it. Every time they made love in that place she was getting paid. The money could sit in the account forever, Sutton thought as she dried off and applied lotion. She wasn’t going to use it. Fiona may have made the rules, but she was in charge of herself outside of the club.
As far as she was concerned she wasn’t breaking any of them. She could date clients as long as they were platinum members. Maddox was certainly that. She couldn’t seek platinum members out which she hadn’t. Sutton thought of the last part of the rule. If you are being kept by a platinum member you’re no longer employed. Kept? Did it mean what she thought it meant. At some point was Maddox going to become her sugar daddy. Was that the idea of being kept? The notion was unsettling. She didn’t want to be kept by anyone.
She would never be with Maddox for his money. She liked him before she knew he was wealthy. She liked him before she knew he owned a house in the fancy part of town. Maddox to her was a handsome man that captured her body and thoughts. He was a good man. Shit, Sutton thought of something else about Maddox, Jarvis’ ominous warning.
Jarvis warned her that he was a good man, but held a lot of baggage. What was the baggage, Sutton wondered? Was it so bad that she couldn’t be with him? The thought of the other room snuck into her mind. Were the answers in the other room? Sutton knew what she felt for Maddox. She liked him. He was amazing and made her feel alive. She was willing to never touch a dime of her ill-gotten money if it meant that what they experienced was real. However, she needed to know what she was signing up for before she went any further. She needed to know before she gave her heart to the man that in a short time was getting under her skin.
Sutton headed to the hallway. She had to see what was in that room. She peeked into Maddox’s office. He was still on the phone ripping into some poor bastard. She snuck past and headed to the other side of the stairs. Don’t go in the room at the end of the hall on the left played through her head as she disregarded the warning. Sutton put her hand on the knob and slowly gave it a twist. Creeping the door open she stepped inside and turned on the light.
“I don’t get it,” she whispered as she examined the room.
“I thought I asked you not to come in here.”
Sutton turned on her heels and looked into Maddox’s angry eyes.
***
Sutton was busted and didn’t have a word to defend herself. Maddox stood staring at her waiting for her response. She was frozen she didn’t know what to tell him. Curiosity wins again, she thought as she gave Maddox a weak smile. She looked at the room again and was still confused. Why was he hiding this? This certainly couldn’t have been the baggage that Jarvis implied. This wasn’t baggage. Well, at least it wasn’t to her.
Maybe he was hiding it because other women couldn’t take it. Maybe this was something that other women didn’t want to deal with. They wanted the millions without any hang-ups. To Sutton this wasn’t a hang up or baggage. It was a lot to take, but it wasn’t impossible.
“Why were you hiding this?” Sutton asked, as she motioned around the room. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a son?”
“It’s not something you bring up at The Woods,” Maddox joked as he moved into the room. “I never thought that you would be something more than…well something more. I was going to tell you tonight.”
“Where is he?”
“Visiting family. He’ll be back this week.” Maddox took a seat on the bed.
Sutton looked at the room. It was painted dark blue and the walls were covered with pictures of planets, aliens, and rocket ships. The room was a far cry from the rest of the house with a clutter of toys seeming to cover every shelf. Either the butler wasn’t allowed in this room, or there was just no hope. Sutton laughed it was a typical boy room cluttered and filled with little guy masculinity.
“How old is he?” Sutton asked sitting next to Maddox.
“He just turned five. His name is Darius.” Maddox pulled out his wallet and handed her a picture. “That’ my boy,” he professed proudly.
Sutton looked at the picture the boy was a spitting image of his father. With his smooth chocolate skin and soulful brown eyes he was handsome. “He looks just like you?” Sutton remarked as she handed him back the picture.
“He’s the best part of me. He’s the reason I’m the person I am. He makes me work hard to give him the life he deserves. That’s why you need to know.”
Sutton looked at a very serious Maddox. “Know what?”
“That anyone who’s with me is with him. I don’t take my job as a father lightly. I can’t be with anyone who can’t love my child. I’m not saying we have love yet. Hell, I barely know you. But you’re something special Sutton. You’re the first woman I’ve been with in a long time that I…” Maddox started but stopped as if the words were too painful.
“That you what?”
“That I can’t get out of my mind.”
Sutton was floored. It was just what she wanted to hear and exactly what she felt. She couldn’t get him out of her head either. The fact that he felt the same made her want to make this work even more. “Can I meet him…Darius.”
“One day. I prefer to see where this is going before I bring someone into his life.”
That was fair, Sutton thought as the next big question bounced into her head. “So, where…I mean his…”
“She’s no longer in the picture. Let’s leave it at that,” Maddox snapped as he glared at Sutton.
“Were you married?” Sutton questioned further unable to let the subject go.
Maddox let out an annoyed breath and looked at Sutton. “We were married and now…now she’s gone. She’s a non-issue and this is the extent of the conversation when it comes to her am I understood.”
Sutton coward a little as she relented on her questioning, “Okay.”
Maddox stood and took in a calming breath. “I have a work function I need to attend tonight. I was hoping you would join me. Then after we could stop and get some dinner and I would be more than happy to answer any more questions regarding any other subject,” Maddox replied with a smile.
Sutton rose from the bed. “Sure,” she said softly as she hurried out the room. Sutton rushed through the hallway and into the master bedroom. She felt a little uncomfortable with the conversation. She was fine with him having a son, but his anger toward his son’s mother was unsettling.
Sutton pulled the dress out of the bag and placed it on the counter. She slid on her undergarments and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a tousled mess from the sex and then sleeping. She pulled her brush through her long tresses and tried to figure out what to do with it. The thought of his anger over his son’s mother stayed in her head. What happen between them? Why was she now a non-issue? Was she once the occupant of the second closet? Just as Sutton let the questions begin to race through her head she heard a knock on the door.
“Come in.”
Maddox peeked around the door before coming in. “I just want to apologize if I was short with you.”
“It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not okay. My son’s mother is a very sensitive subject. There is a lot there and one day a long time from now I will explain. For now I just want to leave it where it is.”
