I want to touch her.
“Maddie?” I whisper-call, but she doesn’t react.
I move over and pause, her legs still spread, cunt on display, and reach out. I move as carefully as I can, but then feel wetness on my fingertip and know I’ve touched heaven.
Her legs quiver and I finally make myself leave. I cannot risk getting caught, not when I’m so close to everything I ever wanted.
I slip out of her window, make sure I pull it close again, then I lean back against the wall, my feet on the fire escape, and bring my finger up to my nose, inhaling the scent of her arousal.
“One day soon, Maddie, I will taste your sweet juice, and it will make me higher than anything ever could,” I promise, leaving behind the one woman who holds my heart since the very first time I saw her.
Maddie
I had the weirdest dream. A sexy one, definitely, but it still left a bitter taste in my mouth.
Stretching in the morning sunlight coming in through the window, I couldn’t help but get excited about my best friend Dimitri coming back from deployment. He’d have two weeks off now before he’d be leaving for base again, and I was eager to spend every single second with him.
We’d been best friends since elementary school because teachers had sat us next to each other, and over the last three years I’d even developed a major crush on him.
Hell, the army was doing him good. He was always tanned, had built up muscle, and even had gotten his first tattoos with some comrades.
In my eyes he’d always been perfect and sweet, but now… Damn, I must’ve been blind before.
Or in denial, as my female best friend, Kasey, always said.
Dim promised to stay with me for his days off and I crawled to the end of my bed toward my dresser, reaching out briefly before realizing I need to adjust my tank, then I stretched again.
My bedroom wasn’t the biggest, but that was my choice. Usually this would be the office of my apartment, but I didn’t need one. Instead, I’d turned this small room into my bedroom and now had a guest room that would allow friends to visit.
Actually, I’d just created that with Dim in mind, especially considering that he usually had to share rooms.
From my bed I could just about reach the dresser’s drawers without falling off, and so I balanced on the side, looking for the right underwear to put on.
Not that I planned on revealing that to him today already.
Or… at least not instantly.
I grabbed the underwear, went into the bathroom, and, after a shower, felt ready for the day. I checked my cell, finding a message from Dim telling me he’d be there earlier than planned.
I’d cleaned the entire apartment the day before, more than glad I’d been this organized, so all I had left to do was get myself a coffee and flip through my social media while I waited for the doorbell to ring.
There were a few notifications and likes from an account I didn’t know, but considering I was the most private person online, it didn’t concern me.
At least not until I’d noticed that it was the same profile who’d liked statuses and pictures over the last months already.
You have a stalker, Maddie.
Kasey had said those words as a joke, but I’d taken them seriously because there was something that had irked me for a while now.
The way I felt watched.
Or that when I’d tried to get my favorite licorice in my preferred grocery store, but they’d been sold out, a pack had shown up in front of my door the same day. It had come with a note stating that it was from the clerk of my choice.
That day I’d put it aside as the guy in the store who’d flirted with me trying to be nice and having found my address on the delivery list, but…
Combined with everything that had happened, maybe that stalking thing was a bigger problem than I’d allowed myself to admit.
I switched to my messenger app, meaning to clear the spam folder when I realized there’d been the weirds DMs in them from as early as nine months back, and they were all simple, but…
Thank you for your smile today.
Damn, you looked beautiful in that blue dress.
My heart stopped when you waved at me.
Those and some others came from two different profiles that had an androgynous name and no further information unless you were friends.
Then, there was a third profile who’d started sending me different messages, and it was the one from six hours ago that had my heart dropping in my chest:
Your pussy smells better than I’d have expected it, Maddie, and I cannot wait until you taste it—sucking it from my cock after I fucked that tight cunt. You were so wet for me, weren’t you?
I dropped my phone onto the table, my mind racing.
I had dreamed about being touched last night, about being fingered, about sexy teasing, but… It had been a dream, right?
Nothing but a dream.
I stood, rushing into my bedroom and checking the window. It was locked, just like I’d done it last night. I lived on the seventh floor, but there was a fire escape right outside the window, and therefore I never left it open unless I was awake and here.
Exhaling slowly, I turned, leaning against the window. It had been nothing but a freak coincidence. I’d block that dude and be over with it.
I was about to leave again when candle wax on the ground caught my eyes. It looked weird, but then, it always did when no longer being warm.
With how often I had to clean up after blowing my nightstand candles out too harshly, you’d have expected me to get rid of
