Loving Madeline

Madeline's POV

"Are you sure about all this, Madeline?" Gina asked me after we settle in the living room, and I mute the sound of the television to hear her words.

"I don't know, Gina, but I believe in my instinct, and I all I know is I want to do this," I replied.

"I don't want you to have regrets later on, Maddie, and I don't want you to give Clark Divenson a reason to hunt you down. I think Hunter's father is capable of hurting you." She said.

"Don't worry, Gina, we will be careful, and I don't want you to suffer because you will come with me, and I am sure if he found out about you, you could be in danger too." I declared, and I can see how much her eyes widened.

"Wow! It feels like we are private detectives now." Gina said, and she laughed.

"Yes, we are." I smiled at her.

"Can we go to bed now, Madeline? I felt so sleepy already." She asked, and I nodded, and I turned off the TV, and we climbed the stairs and took the steps one at a time. After I finish taking a bath, I get dressed in my nightdress and hit the bed. My best friend is already sleeping while I am still wide awake, thinking what could be the revelations of Lucinda. And I know deep in my heart I have some fears, and I am so eager to know what happened to Hunter's ex.

"I don't want to dig the past, but when Hunter's father threatened me at Jack's restaurant, I am determined to fight him back. I don't want to make my husband know anything about it yet, because I still need to gather some information before telling Hunter that his father is responsible for Rebecca's death. 

Gina left early morning because of her early duty on her part-time job. I go to class, and I felt lonely that my husband is not home. He called me, but it wasn't enough for me. Ever since Hunter confessed his real feelings for me, we became more close and intimate with each other. Our love-making becomes more intense, and my husband always makes me feel good every time he is around. And if before I want him to have a business trip so we won't be seeing each other because of his cold treatment towards me, Nowadays I want him to come home early since our time together is sweet and fun.

It has been three days that I am sleeping alone in our bed, and I am still lying on the mattress when I felt someone get inside the room, and when I smell his scent, I realized my husband is back. I smiled, but I didn't open my eyes, and he gradually lay beside me on our bed, and he scooted closer to me. When he claimed my mouth, I want to pretend that I am still sleeping, but I couldn't stop myself from not kissing him back when he gave me an incredible kiss that made me feel the butterflies on my stomach and made me softly moan.

"I can tell that you miss me so much, Mrs. Divenson," Hunter whispers in my ear, and he nibbled my ear, and when I realized he was already naked, it made me feel electrified and so turned on. And he made me touch his throbbing manhood, and it gets bigger as I continue to jerk him. I wouldn't say I like that every time Hunter is kissing me. I can't stop myself from feeling so aroused. That is why we always ended up making love with each other every time we make out. Sometimes he takes me into our sofa, and there are moments we did it in the kitchen. And we also love making love in our bathtub, and I always like it because the feeling of having him in the tub filled with water made the act more interesting. My husband taught me how to please myself and him.

"Of course, I do," I replied and slowly opened my eyes, and I found my husband looking at me full of lust and affection, and I can feel the excitement within my entire core. He leaned down and traced the contour of my lips down to my chin. I felt so hot all over my body, and we can't stop ourselves from kissing and touching each other. He almost tore my nightie as he discards it quickly from my body, and my supple breasts pressed against his hard chest, it brings sensations all over my entire body, and it made my panties soaked while he pulled it down and took it out from my legs.

I like the way how much my husband sucks my nipples one at a time, and the way he licked my sensitive parts made me feel euphoric, and when Hunter caressed my breasts with his hands, I arched my body, and the way he trails kisses in my entire body made me rolled my eyes at the back of my head. I miss my husband's scent, kisses, and most of all, our steamy lovemaking. I know he was tired from his flight, but he wants me to feel so good.

I can feel my entire body shivered after he gave me multiple orgasms by only using his tongue. I love the way he lapped my sensitive parts between my legs. When he kneeled on the bed and positioned himself, and put his mushroom head on my entrance, I was holding my breath as he played my clit by rubbing the head of his member, and without warning, he claimed me with one strong thrust, I can hear my scream of pleasures echoed inside our room. He pushed, and I take him inch by inch as he sucked my nipple, and I curled my legs around his waist, and I buck my hips to meet his every thrust, and I arched my body so he can go on with sucking my nipple while he continues to push deeper.

And when he rolled down, and he lay on his back, Hunter heaved my naked body on top of his muscular frame, and I can't help touching his toned six-pack abs. And I can tell I am drooling over my husband's gorgeous body. He let me ride him, and I straddle him, and it feels so good when I feel the friction of my wet cunt onto his massive erection. I feel hornier, and I can't stop myself from moaning as I realized I am so wet.

He put his hands on my hips and pulled me closer to him, and his dick feels so good on my wet cunt. And as he gets deeper, I can feel my climax is getting near as I ride my husband's enormous long shaft. And he continues to ram me with his manhood. But I waited for him because I always love the feeling of coming together. I felt my husband quickened his thrusts, and I know he is coming, and he claimed my mouth, and we are kissing hard as he sprayed me with his seed, and my entire body shuddered on top of my husband's frame as I came with a broad smile on my face.

We eat breakfast together, and I asked permission from Hunter to go out with Gina on Saturday.

"That is great, my sweet Madeline because I need to visit the site with Cal this coming Saturday. Where are you going?" He asked, smiling at me.

"Gina asked me to come with her to visit an orphanage and have some charity works." I lied, but I plan on visiting some charitable institutions after I meet with Lucinda.

"Wow! That is amazing, don't worry, one of these days we will visit the home for the aged together." He declared.

"Really?" I asked excitedly.

"Yes, and I am happy that you like some charitable works." He replied.

"I always do, but you know I was working almost all my teenage life. That is why I don't have the chance to visit and do charitable works." I said, and he nodded. Hunter drives me to the University every morning, and he will also pick me up in the afternoon or asks Ronan to pick me up and bring me to his office every time he has an emergency meeting. But during his out-of-the-country business trips, I have to drive on my own.

The week passed in a blur, and it is already Saturday. I am driving my car and on my way to pick up Gina at her house. I miss the neighborhood since I always spend my spare time here with Gina.

We listened to my car stereo and sang along with the artist, and we are laughing because mainly, to be honest, I am not good with lyrics. That is why Gina always laughs at me every time I sing. Gina was driving my car because she likes maneuvering my sports car, especially when we are on the freeway. Gina is running the vehicle at the maximum speed limit, and I can hear the roaring sound of my sports car. And we arrived at the Villa earlier. After I got out of the car, I suddenly felt so nervous as I walk my way to the main entrance of the house, and before I can use my key, the door opened, and I saw Lucinda giving me a worried smile.

"Good day, Maddie and Gina." She greeted us both as she motioned us to follow her into the living room, and I can't stop myself from feeling uneasy now that I am facing Lucinda. I can't stop myself from feeling so nervous.. Still, my determination to unravel the mystery behind Clark Divenson's involvement in Rebecca's death makes me strong, and I am also excited to know the truth.