Chapter Thirteen
They worked on 'MMMBop' until eleven, when Madi's fingers started to ache. But at least she had the intro and the first verse perfectly. But that was all in between the lessons of basics and history of the piano.
"Thank you so much for showing me. I really appreciate it." She gave him a hug. As he put his arms around her, he wanted to stay like that.
"You're welcome." He waited a beat, absorbing the warmth and love. "It's getting late, and we have a busy day tomorrow." He said into her hair. She didn't want to let go, but it seemed he was making excuses. She released him immediately, like a spring had been released.
"Right. Well then, I'm going to go get ready for bed."
"Okay. I'm giong to call Zac. I know he'll still be awake." She nodded, and went through the bathroom, closing the doors behind her.
Why did he feel like he'd just kicked a puppy? Maybe his brothers could help. He went back out to the balcony.
She was laying awake in bed when she heard him come back in. It wasn't as long as it had been last night, maybe he had waken them up. She watched the light in the bathroom turn on and spill out under the door. Was he going to try to lay with her tonight too? She hoped so, it felt so good. Why, since he's been here, is it like he's not attracted to her the way he was in the cab? 'He's treating me more like a sister,' she told her pillow. She suddenly missed her prized possession on her wall. If it was up, maybe she could get some answers from it. Like, ask the picture, relay it to the person, and get an answer. Wouldn't that be weird? She would ask it why Taylor hadn't made any advances on her, or never got that close. Maybe she scared him away when she kissed him this morning. Was it her? Her mind silenced when the light went off. She struggled to listen. She couldn't tell if his light was on or not. She heard the floor creak. He was coming.
"Hey," he said from the outside door.
"Hey." Taylor came in and sat on her bed.
"Do you mind turing on your lamp?" He asked.
"Ah, sure." She sat up and turned it on the medium setting. The room looked like it was bathed in candlelight. She got a really queasy feeling in her stomach. Was tomorrow his last day with her? She looked uneasilly at Taylor, waiting for the bomb.
"I wanted to talk to you about something." Here it comes. She only nodded. "I should have told you last night, but it's a difficult issue for me." She studied his eyes. They were a little pained. "I feel like we've come to a point where- where I can tell you this." The lump in her throat returned. "And I don't want you to think it's you, because it's not. At all. It's me." Wasn't that the classic dumping line? She brought her knees up to her chest. "See, I'm, I'm inexperienced," he blurted out. He saw the hurt, then confusion cross over her eyes. She was trying hard not to reveal anything. "Like, I feel bad that it hasn't been all hot for us in here." He waived a hand. "But first it's because I'm a little nervous. And second, I know it's sappy and untraditional for guys..." he trailed off, looking down at his fingers.
"Tay, you can tell me." He looked up at her, almost through her he was looking at her so intensly.
"That's the thing. Nobody else but my brothers know, and that makes me nervous too. But I'll just get it over with." He took a deep breath, and exhailed it slowly. Taking her hands, he said, "I've never done "it" before. I've been saving it." He punctuated "it" with the downward draw of his brows. "I'm a virgin." Madi bit her tongue hard to keep herself from laughing from relief. After a minute of composure, she looked into his now anxious blue eyes.
"You scared the shit out of my Tay!" She said with a quick slap on his knee. "I'm grateful to everything that's brought us here, and that you feel secure enough with me and us to tell me that, but I thought you were going to tell me you'd be leaving after the basketball game tomorrow night. I understand it's a huge deal to you, and why." He nodded, listening. "But I've never done "it" before either. I was waiting too." His eyebrows shot up in suprise.
"What about all the basketball players?"
Madi laughed. "You make it sound like the whole NBA. It was only two. And yes, I had to be creative, but that doesn't mean I can't save it. If that's what you're worried about, there are plenty of ways to be satisfied without actually doing it."
"Guys aren't that difficult. It's you I'm worried about."
"Oh Tay," she sighed. "I do love you. I'd just let you know what I like." She brought the topic back. "And you don't even have to do anything you don't want to." Taylor paused a minute, considering his options.
"Well in that case-" he leaned over and kissed her. He reached for her head and cupped her neck, bringing her in more. He layed her back gently and positioned himself over her.
'Finally!' Her mind screamed as she arched up against him. He tore his mouth from hers and trailed it down her neck and to the valley between her breasts. He showered kisses over her.
"Let's take this off." He pulled her tank top off. "And this." He reached underneath her and undid her bra like a pro. She wiggled out of it and listened to it plop satisfyingly agains the wall. He went for her left breast, taking it into his mouth hungrilly.
"Tay," she gasped out. With his other hand he brushed her nipple with his thumb. "Oh." She arched against him, moaning. The thought of his gorgeous mouth on her almost did the trick in itself. She spread her legs, practically begging him to touch her. After what seemed like a tortured minute, he got her hint and slipped his hand under her clothes and slipped two fingers inside her. "Oh Tay." Using all of his knowledge from magazines and movies, he curled his fingers upwards. Repeating the motion, he sucked and kissed her body. "I'm gonna- you're making me- ahhhhh." She moaned. He could feel her around his fingers and could only imagine what that would feel like around himself instead of his fingers. He was rock solid. "Oh my god Taylor. You don't know how bad I needed that from you," she panted. "Let me make you happy." She rolled, switching positions so he was on the bed. She straddled his waist as she kissed him. She brushed her hard nipples over his chest, enjoying the contact of skin against skin. She kissed him until his head spun. While he was still floating, she brought her mouth to his nipples, biting them gently. She traced them with her tongue, then trailed down his flat stomach, to his navel. She brought her hands down from his shoulders to his hips over his body. She sat up, and pulled his pants down. And there were his famous Calvin Kliens. Discarding those, she placed her breasts on top of his manhood. "Do you like to be touched here?" She gently slid a hand under his set to the sensitive spot behind them. When he moaned, she took that as a yes. "How about here?" She gave his set a gentle tug.
"Yes." He practically begged.
"Then hold on." She saw his hands fist in the blankets. She glanced up, and saw his head back on the pillows, eyes closed, pleasure on his face. She smiled. Lifting his set a little, she took them into her mouth. Taylor let out a low groan. Taking them out of her mouth, she ran her tongue up his manhood, to the top. Running it around the head, she took him into her mouth. It didn't take long.
"Madi-" She took her mouth off of him and finished him by hand, trying to catch most of it in her hands. "Oh my god oh my god," he said. "That was- amazing." She got off the bed, quickly washed her hands and brought him a towel to clean up. She layed back down next to him. "Where?" He asked, holding up the towel weakly.
"Floor." She told him. He dropped it, then rolled over to face Madi.
"That was absolutely awesome," he said, smiling. Grinning, actually. Madi returned it.
"I'm glad you enjoyed that. I know I did."
"Even what I did?" Asking for reassurance.
"Well, seeing as how you made me come, I think it's safe to say yes."
"Next time I'll go down on you."
"If you want. I won't push you."
"Thank you. For everything." She raised an eyebrown. "For being understanding, caring, generous." He caressed her face, searching her eyes.
"Any time. I'm sure you want to go to sleep now." He laughed. "It's okay. I know how it works. Girls get mushy, guys get sleepy. It's on the Discovery Channel. Besides you already know my mushy secret." She turned off the light. "I'll see you in the morning. Oh, you're welcome to sleep as you are." She kissed him softly, trying to say she loved him, then rolled over, and cuddled against Taylor and went to sleep.
When he knew she was asleep, he began to replay the night in his head. She hadn't laughed or backed away when he'd told her, she'd just taken it in stride and made it okay. She's also said that she'd been saving hers too. And the way her mouth felt on him, god that was wonderful. Just for that he wanted to marry her. He smiled, then frowned. Did he just say that? Well, he wanted to wait it out here the rest of the week, then the see if she wanted to go meet his family in Tulsa. Maybe raise the question of moving there. If she said yes, then maybe he'd propose on Christmas. Have a year engagement. He couldn't believe he was thinking like this. He turned off his brain with a smile on his face and a woman satisfied by him in his arms. It had been a good day.
Chapter Fourteen