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A New Beginning	By : Lum Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 5783 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Please see the prologue

A New Beginning

Chapter 11

Whispers

Madison smiled and waved to the young gypsy men who were working the field, harvesting the corn along with the few black farmhands that they employed. She turned back to her father who was escorting her on her walk around the premises, "I'm sorry father, what did you say?"

"I was asking if you had decided which young men suited your fancy. Have you found an agreeable one yet?" Madison looked at him and paused mid step. "No, father," she replied, "I have not."

"What about that young man, James, who lives in the orchard next to us? You and he were good friends when you were young and I am sure that he would be a most agreeable match." Madison looked horror stricken, "oh father, how can you say such a thing? James is my friend, not a potential suitor." He looked at her with a disapproving glance and scolded her "I am quite serious when I tell you that you must choose soon, but it seems like you are ignoring what I say. I will not tolerate disobedience any longer Madison." Madison stopped walking and placed her hand upon his arm, "I am not trying to disobey you, but I could not bring myself to look upon my childhood friend as a husband. Please understand."

But her father seemed not to hear her for he was deep in thought. "perhaps the problem is that there are too few young men near us..." he murmured. Madison squeezed his arm in an attempt to regain his attention but he was too focused on his inner dialog. she smiled sadly and kissed his cheek, "I am going inside now, do not stay outside too long without your hat," and began walking back to the house.

Along the way she thought of her dilemma. Her father seemed determined to marry her off to the first eligible bachelor who offered. It would be up to her to screen them carefully and chose a man who would be willing to let her lead her own life. While it was true that she did one day want a husband and a family she also did not want to be chained to a man who would attempt to control her every movement and change her core being. She was simply too passionate and modern to settle for a boring country life.

she entered the house leaving the front door open for any breeze that might stir and climbed the grand staircase. The architect's door, just two rooms down from her own bedchamber, was cracked partially open and she was able to catch a glimpse of the dark room as she passed. Madison's curiosity stopped her and she inched forward to the door frame, attempting to peer into the forbidden sanctuary of the strange, masked man. She jumped when a hand grabbed her shoulder from behind. She turned, and with a small amount of dread laid eyes upon the very man that she had hoped to catch a glimpse of.

Her stomach fluttered and her cheeks burned with embarrassment as he looked at her questioningly. "Is there something that I can help you with mademoiselle?" he asked condescendingly. "No, monsieur, I was just passing by to my chamber." She could tell by the way that he observed her that he had seem her failed attempt to spy on him. "I would be cautious, things did not end pleasantly for the last little girl who attempted to invade my privacy," he warned her. Madison arched her shoulders back in response, lifting her carriage and making herself appear stronger, but also inadvertently thrusting forward her chest.

"I am not a child, and you will speak to me with a more respectful tone of voice," she demanded. He looked her figure over slowly taking her slight but curvy frame into view, his gaze lingering on her bosom just a moment too long before coming back to her face and replied, "no, I suppose you are not a child anymore." He was rewarded with the sudden hard blush that stained her cheeks darker than before. Her hazel eyes filled with gold fury as her spine straightened even more and she stood before him as a wrathful goddess. "You will not say such things to me, do I make myself understood?"

His response was a hearty chuckle, the dark sensuous sound washing over her and sending a jolt of response to places lower in her abdomen than the butterflies in her stomach. "I would love to," he said and leaned closer so that he whispered into her ear, " but I do not work for you," he replied, and upon seeing her startled response he pushed past her into his room. Erik leaned against the door and closed his eyes, he could hear her on the other side and he reveled in the angry swish of her skirts and the harsh steps of her booted feet as she stormed past his room and into her own. A sad smiled graced his lips as he thought of her and looked down at the beginnings of his erection. He groaned in frustration and returned drawing the blueprints as he pushed away his desires and focused on measurements and keystones.

Hours passed and still Madison could not push the annoying architect out of her mind. She resolved to not dwell upon him and even attempted cross-stitching a handkerchief as a way of forgetting him. It didn't work, in fact, the more that she attempted to avoid thinking of him the more she remembered the way his eyes scanned her body, or the darkness of his rumbling laugh. His eyes had sparkled with amusement as he told her that he did not work for her, and no matter how many things she tried such as reading, brushing her hair, or even the dreaded task of cross-stitching she could not stop thinking about him.

Letting out a sigh of frustration she decided to call for Ummi and begin getting ready for bed.

As Madison stepped into the hot bath that Ummi had drawn the knots in her muscles began to relax away. After cleaning her hair and body she rubbed the built up tension from her shoulders and breathed in the orange blossom scented water. A hand trailed down to her breast and kneaded away the soreness that always came before her cycles. The nipple puckered in response to the steamy heat and the rough handling. Madison leaned her head against the edge of the porcelain tub and reflected on sparkling Amber eyes and a face half hidden in a white leather mask.

Her other hand drifted down her torso, under the hot water, until it reached her soft thigh. She closed her eyes and imagined that his large, calloused hands had replaced hers, that he was whispering naughty things to her in that deep, sensuous voice of his. Her hand moved upwards until it landed on her womanhood, her fingers exploring the folds. The water washed away the proof of her arousal but she knew that she was getting wet, her sex gorged with blood and throbbing almost painfully.

Madison's left hand rubbed her tender breast, rolling the nipple between her finger, pinching and soothing the hardened bud as her other invaded her folds and rubbed the sensitive nub. She imagined him as just a man and not the architect that would ruin her life; she whispered his name and pretended that he replied with soft words expressing forbidden desires as she rubbed herself, rolling the nub in circles and kneading her breast.

She moaned as the neared completion, throwing her head to the side and squeezing her eyes shut. Her hips bucked, splashing the cooling water over the edge of the tub as she reached the plateau. She had to stifle a scream as she finally climaxed, her body sank back down into the tub, exhausted. Finally the tension between her legs had been abated, but she knew that it would return the next time he whispered into her ear, or looked at her with a heated gaze.

Authors Note: I know that it has been literally forever since I updated. I am ashamed to tell you that I actually forgot that I was in the middle of writing a story. Lots of drama and work, but still no excuse. Here is another chapter which furthers the blossoming attraction between Erik and Madison.
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