A Chance for More

Chapter 4

Zack

“Oh my… I… wow,” Maddie said, struggling to find the words to describe how she felt. Her bare chest heaved continuously as she lay on my bed.

I stood to get my clothes and chuckled when I saw the flustered look on her face.

“We just had s*x and you're still blushing to see me naked?” I smirked. “I have to say that I'm flattered.”

“It's just… it's really big,” she said, covering her face slightly.

“You might want to get dressed,” I said. “I'm expecting a friend of mine soon. He and I have plans.” I put some emphasis when I said he, so that Maddie wouldn't think I was blowing her off for another girl.

“Oh, okay,” she said, standing to her feet. She walked slowly to where I stood, her lips forming a coy smile.

“You'll call, won't you?” she asked as she got close to me. She wrapped her fingers around my d**k and stroked slowly. “Maybe we could do this again?”

“No promises,” I replied. She smiled and let go of me, before putting on her clothes.

“Bye Zack,” she said, once she was fully dressed. I wrapped a towel around myself and headed to the bathroom. Maddie walked away slowly bumping into Ethan who was on his way in.

“No way!” he said as he walked in, stopping me in my tracks. He turned back to the girl who had just left. “Isn't that… I don't remember her name, but wasn't she the girl from this morning?”

“Yes, she is,” I smirked. “Her name's Maddie. I need to take a shower, then we can leave for practice.”

“How did you… that was fast,” Ethan said, still looking at the door.

“There was nothing fast about it,” I grinned.

“You know what I mean,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “You met her today, how did you get her to have s*x with you? You need to teach me these things.”

I laughed at Ethan as I walked into the shower. “Give me a few minutes to wash off, then we can go to practice. Tennis is what I can teach you.”

“Unbelievable.”

I didn't spend long in the shower, I wanted to go to practice as quickly as possible. I got out of the bathroom and put on my training clothes before meeting Ethan in my living room.

“So are you going to see her again?” he asked.

“Maddie?” I asked back even though I knew who he was talking about.

“Yes, her,” he replied, rolling his eyes.

“I doubt it, she's fun but she seems like she would want something serious. I can't deal with that man”.

“Of course, you can't, you slut!” Ethan said, causing both of us to laugh as we walked. I walked out of the estate and saw a girl standing still on the street.

“We're late,” Ethan reminded me, almost like he had sensed what I was about to do.

“Go on without me, I'll catch up. You can handle things in practice before I show up. I'll catch up with you later.”

“Fine, but don't be here for too long.”

I nodded and Ethan left. I walked up from behind the girl and tapped her on the shoulder.

“Excuse me,” I said and she turned around.

She was beautiful. If Ethan had seen her face, he would have gone on a rant almost immediately. She had dark brown hair that fell in waves across her face. Her skin looked soft and delicate. Her eyes were the same color as her hair. Her body was gorgeous. Her chest bounced as she turned. She had an impossibly thin waist, with hips that pushed up the skirt she was wearing. I must have stared for too long because when I looked back at her face, her lips were moving.

“What do you want?” her voice was cold and unwelcoming.

“Um… sorry, I just—” I cleared my throat quickly and regained composure. I wasn't one to be at a loss for words. “I saw you standing here, I wanted to ask if you needed any help.”

“And why would you just assume that?” she countered.

“Well for one, you just stood there, frozen on the street.”

“And you think you're some sort of hero, that can just come to the rescue?”

“Will you relax? I was only trying to help you.”

“Well I don't need any help, I don't need any of you. I'll go through this school on my own.”

“Any of who?” I asked. I made no attempt to hide my growing frustration. I was pretty sure I had never met this girl before, but she acted like I was out to get her, or at the very least like I had done something wrong. “I'm really confused right now.”

“Who are you anyway?”

I grinned at her. It felt strange to meet someone who didn't know who I was. “I'm a bit surprised you don't know who I am.”

“You're so full of yourself, aren't you? Why should I know who you are?”

“Everyone knows who I am,” I commented evenly.

“I don't care if you're a bloody prince.” With that she walked away from me, not giving me a chance to reply.

“What the hell just happened,” I asked no one in particular. I ran my hands through my hair, and told myself I had found a firecracker.

"This is going to be fun," I smiled.