Chapter 18: Madison! (1)
Jack stood in his soul space, holding a crying Madison, thoroughly confused. She'd never touched him before or ever wanted to be touched. Yet now, she was hugging him, but crying while doing it which didn't make any sense. She had seemed excited, desperate even, for the soul bond when he told her about it in the simulation. So why was she crying?
Madison's crying eventually subsided. She squeezed him tight for a second, then stepped back and looked up at him. Her eyes were red, but she looked happy.
She chuckled, then said, "Sorry, you must be really confused right now."
He nodded. "Yeah, you could say that."
She looked around, spotted the wood chair, then said, "Let's sit, and I'll try to explain."
She put her right hand on his hip and her left on his chest and gently turned him then pushed him towards the chair, keeping her hands on his hips the whole way there, then she turned him again and gently pushed him down on the chair, before climbing into his lap, straddling him.
None of her actions were the least bit erotic, but something about the way she touched him had him rock hard before he even reached the chair. It happened so fast that he didn't have time to adjust himself, so his hardness had extended down one pant leg. When she straddled his lap, she was putting her weight on it in a way that was more painful than pleasurable. Seeing him wince, she look down at his lap, then half-stood and looked down.
"Oh. You poor baby," she said. "Here, let me help you fix that."
She moved back a bit, then reached out with her right hand and pulled up his shirt. Then, with her left hand, grabbed the waistband of his boxers and jeans and pulled them away from his body before shoving her right hand down his boxers. She fished around for a second before getting a grip on his manhood. Then, gently, she rearranged him until he was pointing straight up.