It feels the same now when I turn around in her arms to stare down at her actual face, not just the reflection. Her dark chocolate eyes are filled with a heated hunger as she looks up at me. It’s the opposite of how she felt about me those first few days.
Cupping her face, I lower my lips gently down to hers and kiss her. It’s not a frantic kiss like the one at my parents’ house. This one is slower and less demanding, giving Madison the chance to walk away.
She doesn’t. Instead, she reaches up and starts pushing my cut down my shoulders and arms so that I have to drop them from her face to take it off. Next is my shirt and hoodie that’s lifted together and gone in the blink of an eye.
Her fingertips and nails glide lazily over my shoulder and chest, down to my stomach. I expect her to undo my pants next, but she’s just taking her time touching me, like she’s wanted to do it for a long time and plans to get her fill.
I hope she’s ready to reciprocate. But I know without asking that she will when she pulls away from our kiss to raise her arms over her head. I yank her sweater up, and it’s barely free from her hair when I slide my palms up both of her sides and back down, loving just the feel of my skin against hers.
As if she’s getting impatient, Madison pops the front clasp of her white satin bra, freeing her amazing tits and letting the straps fall down her arms and to the floor.
“So fucking beautiful,” I tell her before my lips are on hers again and my hands are weighing both of her heavy breasts. My thumbs rub across her nipples, making them hard and causing her to moan into my mouth. That sound is enough to make me rock hard behind the fly of my jeans. Releasing her breasts, I reach down behind her to squeeze her juicy ass through her thin leggings and then lift her up enough to lay her down on the bed.
“I want to see all of you,” I tell her when she props herself up on her elbows to watch while I pull her tall boots off.
“Only if you’re next,” she says, grabbing the hair tie from her bun to pull her midnight hair free so that it falls in waves over her shoulders. The sight of her looking so gorgeous and eager for me takes my breath away. It’s several seconds later before I remember what I was doing. Getting her naked, right.
Grabbing the waistband of her leggings, I drag them and her panties down her legs at the same time until they’re off and out of my way. I’ve seen a lot of naked women before, but I’ve never been this overwhelmed, so desperate and nervous all at the same time. But then, none of them have been this beautiful and incredibly confusing to me either.
I pull out my wallet and grab a condom before I finally lose my shoes, socks, and jeans in a hurry to be in bed with Madison before she changes her mind about this. Maybe that’s why I tried taking things slow, like I thought she was going to tell me to stop and wanted to hear it sooner rather than later.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask before I climb on top of her. I’m pretty sure that, as soon as I do that, it’ll be impossible to think. When she doesn’t answer, I follow her gaze to where’s it captivated by the thick length between my legs. “Madison?”
“Yes?” she asks, finally lifting her dark eyes to mine.
Fuck, I love that I affect her almost as much as she affects me.
Unable to help my grin, I ask her the question again. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Only if you are,” she says, making it sound like she’s wondering if I’m having second thoughts. Never.
I climb up on the bed, crawling over her legs until I’m close enough to her face to kiss her. As I press my weight down on her body, Madison melts into the mattress and spread her legs to make room for me between them. Her soft curves feel fucking amazing against my hard muscles. And when her hands come around my back again, they hold me to her like she’s scared I’m going to up and leave. An army of men couldn’t drag me away.
We kiss, tongues caressing, exploring while our lower bodies do the same. With a shift of my hips, I could be inside of her; but for some reason, I’m not in a hurry. I’m enjoying the taste of her gasps and moans too much. Maybe a little too much, which means I need to put the condom on sooner rather than later.
I pull away from her mouth to sit back on my knees and roll the rubber on my thick length, watching Madison’s eyes on my hand and cock the entire time. She even bites her bottom lip like she’s in a hurry for it or thinking about putting it somewhere else.
As soon as I’m sheathed, though, she wraps her fingers around me with one hand guiding me between her legs while her other grabs the back of my head to pull my lips down to hers again. I ease inside of her with my tongue and cock at the exact same time. She’s so tight and slick that I don’t force myself deeper; I just slowly rock my hips back and forth, back and forth, until eventually she’s surrounding me, and I can’t go any further.
But it’s not enough for me or for Madison. Both of us
