Maddie's revenge

Chapter 3

Chapter 3


Alexander's Pov.


I started my day the same way as any handsome billionaire in his late twenties…


"Is that all?"


"Yes sir, that is everything you need to know about the meeting tomorrow."


A video conference meeting. The man who just finished briefing me was my assistant and close friend - Charles.


"Good, I'll be sure to go through the documents you sent by then."


"The schedule for the day sir?"


"I have dinner with my in-laws. And stop it with the formalities. We're not in the office Charles, it's weird having my best bud call me sir after every sentence."


"I know, it makes you uncomfortable, and I like that."


I rolled my eyes, "Asshole. Why don't you join us? Jane has a sister. Who knows, we might become in-laws."


"Come with you to a dinner with your fiance whom I'm very much afraid of with the hopes of being hooked with her sister who might be just as bad as her? Nah, I'm good."



"Come on Charles, Jane's not that bad, she sees me for me. You had one misunderstanding."


"She slapped me."


"It was a light touch."


"Then poured red whine on all over me."


"In her defense - You called her toxic."


"That's because she is!"


"You're just over thinking things, sure she's hot-headed. But she's sweet. She saw this playboy for who he really is."


Charles made a puking face. "I hear ya already, don't make me hurl."


I scoffed. "See ya, I've gotta get ready."


"Later bro."


With that, I completed my morning work-out, helped mom with shopping and by 6:pm, we left for dinner.

***


The Trueman Mansion. Its grandeur transported me, making me ponder the legacy of the late Mark Trueman, a savvy business mind.


Mira Trueman, Jane's mother, greeted us with an age-defying beauty, a trait evidently passed down to her daughters.


At dinner, seated beside Jane, her allure held my attention. Opposite to me sat Maddie, Jane's sister. Different from her sister, yet carrying the same striking features—her natural look intrigued me, causing a momentary lapse into my old ways as a playboy.


Maddie's abrupt departure to the restroom followed by Jane's unexpected exit left me baffled. My attempt to calm Jane backfired, only fueling her frustration.


Confronted by Maddie, an unexpected closeness ensued, stirring a brief moment of conflict and temptation. Reality snapped me out of it, rescuing me from a potential mess.


The encounter with Maddie left me questioning my resolve to leave behind my past. Despite my intentions, I found myself dangerously close to a line I vowed not to cross.


Parting ways with Maddie, her mention of my childhood nickname, "Lex,"tugged at memories of my late father.


Alone in the hallway, a mix of relief and curiosity lingered. The unanswered query echoed: "What if I hadn't held back?"

***



The next day, Charles picked me up for the meeting. It was a four hours hellish meeting with the board of directors.


My mind kept drifting to the events of last night. I haven't spoken with Jane since then, I was worried about her. I wanted answers as to why she hid the fact that Maddie was her step sister.


After the meeting, I texted Jane to meet me at our favorite restaurant. Hours later she arrived.


She donned a beautiful purple dress that revealed the sides of her thighs, all I could think of was to claim her body and then and there, but it would have to wait.


"Wow."I muttered, unable to look away.


"I'm here, what did you want to talk about?"


That's right, I got distracted again.


I couldn't let my s*x drive distract me, today's date had two purposes.


The first is ro get answers for why my fiance kept such an important secret from me.


The second is to make sure we're cool, I'll only get married when we're both on the same page.


"You look beautiful."I said pulling the chair for her.


"I know."She replied coldly as she sat down.


"Listen, I wanted to start by apologizing for last night. I may or may not have inadvertently flirted or allowed your sister to flirt with me. Understand, you're way too important to me. It was just my bad habits trying to resurface. It won't happen again baby. "


I held her hand and kissed her.


"I don't want that slut near my man. "


"Noted."


What followed next was a moment of awkward silence."I was trying to piece in the words on the second objective to this date.


"I didn't tell you she's my step sister because I don't care about that."


"Babe…"


"I don't care about that. So if you're thinking I lied to you - I didn't, I just didn't think it was that important to me. Understood?"


I smiled. I was worried for no reason

Yes ma'am. She smiled back and we enjoyed our meal.

***


After dinner, I took her to my place. I couldn't keep it in much longer.


I pushed my lips against hers vigorously as I unbuttoned my shirt and undid her zipper.


I helped her remove her dress and sized up her perfectly proportional body - she is the personification of beauty.


My hands were originally on both sides of Jane's face, steadying it for a more comfortable kiss but my mind had other plans and one of my hands went astray at its silent command: it begun to hover down, tracing lines on her body as she kissed me deeply.


I caressed her neck, retracted my lips from hers and began to use it as an instrument for building up the moment.

I sucked on her neck, before letting my hands drop to her breast. I felt her move closer, her breathing began to quicken a little and her heart beat also.

Massaging her n*****s with my index and thumb finger, they stiffened immediately. I fondled with her breasts intricately, palpating it and occasionally giving it gentle squeezes switching from the right to the left and back which her body language expressed her approval over.

Jane moved closer and I could tell that she was craving even more so I took it a step further.


I moved my left hand from her breast and crawled down to her stomach, her body gave an involuntary flinch and I knew I was getting it right.


My hands wandered from her midsection to her legs, dancing around and sending butterflies throughout her body.

When I had had enough of that, I slipped my hands into her inner thigh and the moment I made contact with her slit, her legs turned to jam and almost melted away as her whole body shivered with pleasure.

She was completely soaked underneath. It truly had been a long time since we did it, the wedding planning kept everyone on edge.


She thawed away in my arms, resting her head on my shoulder as her leg tightened together against themselves, trapping my fingers on her minge.

I rubbed against them slowly, lost in the moment as I listened to her gentle hums of excitement.

I picked up the pace, gradually increasing my tempo until I was frantically rubbing against her organ. She let out a loud moan and projectile of liquid began spilling everywhere from between her legs. She fell unto my bed, letting out a tired breath.


There was a mutual pause and as if she saw the readiness in my eyes, she seductively pathing her legs for me, inviting me in and giving it a little tap and shake.

I moved over to her and went on my knee. Looking directly into her eyes, I could see her give me a sign I knew too well of what she wanted.


To be fair it was not something I enjoyed all that well doing but she often requested it and had confessed that it was something she enjoyed so much and that I was insanely good at.

With that said, I dug my mouth into her tights, kissing them gently and slightly nibbling on them. Soon I drew my mouth nearer and as I got to the warm treasure, I found it wet again. Very wet like a teenager that was experiencing pleasure for the first time.


 I used my tongue to dance around her c**t, slowly, intimately, moving up and down and left and right. I heard her little concealed moaning and knew she was enjoying it the moment she closed her thigh around my face.


My tongue found the sensitive part and I caressed it slightly, building anticipation before quickening the pace. I then begun to suck gently and she took in a filled lung, humming unconsciously in the process.

Listening deep for her feedback, I protruded my tongue in, slipping it further inside her.

She was enjoying every moment of me gently devouring her. I could feel the wetness come out more and somehow, at the back of my head, I knew that everything was about to go splash now.

She had already been holding on barely as her pelvis had already began to rise but the final tick to the time bomb came the moment I slipped a finger into her.


I was very sure the Pacific Ocean was going to come out from between her legs. It sprayed me and she almost let out a scream, or maybe she did.


That night - We did it 4 four times. But a part of me was still unsatisfied. It was a craving for something else… Someone else, I wanted to deny it. But after the second round, all I could do was pict

ure Maddie's face.


Just what's up with that woman to dwell in my mind like that.