Chapter 16
Zach
Everything I had planned turned out to be better than I could have imagined. Madison looked like she was going to cry, standing at the front of the boat, looking up at the Statue of Liberty. It had been the first time since I met her that I really saw her let loose and be herself.
As we stood at the top of the statue, looking out over the water, I watched as her hands moved across the canvas. With every stroke, her imagination opened up, and I realized how talented of an artist she was. It wasn’t the fact that I had feelings for her. It was the pure artistry in her work. She was obsessed with every single line, every single color, and every single detail that went into her work. I was almost disappointed that I couldn’t stand there and watch her longer, since the statue was closing.
But that was okay because we would continue this at home. Normally, standing there for that long would have been boring, but her passion and talent kept me locked in. I didn’t even realize how late it was until I looked out and saw the sun setting over the ocean. It wasn’t very often that something outside of work captivated me and held my attention like she had.
When we reached the apartment, she raced in and set up her stuff. I pulled a bottle of wine from the cabinet and poured us a couple of glasses. When I turned around, I couldn’t help but smile as Madison stood in front of my windows, her boots propped against the chair and her bare feet pattering across the wood floors as she rushed to continue her painting. It was amazing to me how someone could be so passionate about something, that they could create such an amazing piece of work without pause. However, as I pulled out the kitchen stool and sat back watching her, I realized I was starting to feel that kind of patience and passion toward Madison.
My eyes moved over her body and lingered at her curved hips and tight ass. She moved across the floor on her tiptoes, lifting her arms as she splashed the canvas with color. She looked back at me sitting there and flashed a toothy grin. Her pouty lips spread across her face. Though I had been content watching her all day, now, I had other things on my mind, and my lust for her was almost too much to bear.
Still, I stayed calm, waiting for her to finish the second canvas. At that point, I was almost glad I decided on the smaller frames instead of the six-foot ones I had originally had my heart set on. I didn’t realize how much time and effort it took to paint two full paintings and was shocked that she had almost completed them in a day’s time. I guessed when you were excited about something, you couldn’t help but race through it, getting every last detail perfect before moving on to the next. Finally, as the sky went completely dark out of the windows, she was done. I walked up behind her as she dropped her paint brush into the cup of water and stared at her masterpiece. It was perfect in every way.
“Do you like it?” She turned toward me, stepping close.
“It’s amazing,” I said, staring down in her eyes and not actually talking about the paintings.
Her cheeks blushed and she looked down at the floor. I reached out and tilted her face toward mine, leaning down and kissing her lips gently. Immediately, that gentle touch turned to a more heated display, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her tongue between my lips and intertwining it with mine. I ran my hands down her sides and cupped her ass, picking her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. We stood there for several moments, her paintings the backdrop to our unrelenting passion. I could feel her heart speed up in her chest as our mouths swirled around passionately. I could taste the lust on her lips, and I turned, walking her back to my bedroom.
As we entered, I set her down on the floor, pushing tiny wisps of hair from her face. She reached back and pulled the rubber band from her hair, letting it cascade down over her shoulders. She stepped forward and slowly unbuttoned my shirt, glancing up at me with darkened eyes. She slowly pulled it over my shoulders and laid it gently on the chair next to her. Her hands skimmed down my chest, sending electricity through my body, landing on my belt. She unfastened my belt and unzipped my pants, pulling them slowly to the floor before standing back up and hooking her fingers in the band of my boxers. My cock was already hard, thinking about the fact that she was giving in to her urges. I watched as she lowered my boxers to the floor and looked down at my erection, running her fingertips over the shaft.
She stepped back and pulled her sweater over her head and her pants off of her body. Slowly, she unclasped her bra, keeping her eyes locked on mine and spilling her voluptuous breasts. She lowered her panties down and kicked them to the side where our clothes laid in a pile. She bit her bottom lip as I stepped forward, grasping the side of her face in my hand and kissing her lips passionately. She leaned into me, and I could feel her hard nipples against my chest as my cock grazed her stomach. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and instantly, I was encouraged, knowing my outing and surprises had worked their magic to get me to this point. I pulled my mouth from hers and ran my hands over her shoulders.
“Are you sure?” I whispered.
She nodded and, without a word, sat down on the bed and scooted backward until her head was lying on the pillow. I crawled across the bed, stopping halfway to push her legs slightly apart and push my tongue through the folds of her pussy. Her tense body immediately began to relax as I pleasured her with my mouth. She moaned softly as my tongue slipped over her clit and then back down through her lips. I reached up and grasped her round breasts, massaging them softly as she wiggled and moved beneath me. I glanced up at her face as she closed her eyes and felt every stroke of my tongue.
When she was really wet, I reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a condom, quietly slipping it over the head of my cock and rolling it down. I tossed the wrapper on the floor and moved up her body, running my lips over her stomach and stopping momentarily at her nipples. She breathed heavily as I nibbled on her breasts before moving up to her lips. I pushed her hand above her head and locked my fingers in hers as I slowly and carefully began to push inside of her.
She gasped in ecstasy as I pushed deep inside of her, feeling the tightness of her untouched pleasures. She opened her eyes and looked deeply into mine as I moved in and out of her, careful not to hurt her with my raging erection. She reached beside her and grabbed onto the sheets as I twisted my hips downward, rubbing against her nub. She felt so absolutely amazing, even better than what I had been imagining.
Madison pulled her legs up to my waist and moaned loudly as I pushed her further and further toward orgasm. Her groans echoed through my head, and I couldn’t help but begin to speed up, thrusting harder than before as I entered her over and over again. My breath quickened as I looked down at her bouncing tits and clenched fists. I grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up slightly to get a better grip, before lying her back down and leaning in to kiss her while I moved my hips in a wave motion.
Slowly, she lowered her legs into mine, and we rolled over as I pulled her on top of me. She pressed her hands on my chest as she sat down slowly on my cock, her juices dripping down my shaft. She moaned loudly, pushing her head back and arching her back as she ground down on my cock. Her body began to move faster, needing to feel the release I also was craving. Her virgin pussy was more amazing than anything I had felt before, and I was holding my orgasm back as long as I could.
I reached up and grabbed her hips, bouncing her up and down on my dick. She reached up and squeezed her breasts as she screamed out in pleasure. The heat between us intensified as I bounced her harder and faster, watching her face twist and writhe. She clenched her mouth shut and whined as her body tensed. Feeling her orgasm begin to seep through her body, I picked up the pace, gripping tightly to her as it exploded inside of her, letting loose a floodgate of wetness around my cock.
I groaned as she moaned, losing control of myself and pushing my pelvis upward and holding it as she ground against it. I felt the waves of orgasm leave my stomach and burst through my legs, allowing me to release and feel the explosion inside. As we laid in the bed, we reached our peaks together, feeling the release of the long-awaited event. As her orgasm ended, she let out a deep breath and folded over toward me. My muscles slowly relaxed, and I let go of her waist, watching her fall in the bed next to me, panting.
As my breathing slowed and my heart rate returned to normal, I reached up and put my arm around Madison, who had curled up next to me. I bent my head down and kissed the top of hers as she ran her hand across my chest. Normally at this point, I would already be thinking of an excuse to get her out, to disconnect myself from any feelings that may be trying to creep in, but this time, it was different. Instead of wanting to get away, I could only think about wanting to get her closer. That was absolutely mind-blowing sex, and I couldn’t even begin thinking about spending the rest of the evening alone. She picked up her head and looked at me, her cheeks blushed.
“Was that okay?” she asked.
“Are you kidding me?” I chuckled. “That was absolutely amazing. Thank you.”
I rubbed her back as we lay there in comfortable silence, reflecting on the day. I hadn’t even thought about the fact that she would be going through a barrage of emotions, having lost her virginity. Immediately, I felt selfish. I pulled her up onto my chest and brushed her hair from her face, looking deep into her eyes.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” she said with a smile. “That was more amazing than I ever imagined it would be.”
“Are you hungry?”
“Starving.” She laughed, plopping down on my chest.
“Good,” I said, stretching my arms over my chest and yawning. “Let’s throw some clothes on and go get some food. What do you think? Have dinner with me?”
“Of course,” she whispered, reaching up and kissing me softly.
As I stood in the bathroom, brushing my teeth and fixing my hair, I glanced back at Madison standing my room, putting on her clothes. She was smiling to herself, and I couldn’t help smiling, too. Whatever she was feeling, I could promise I was feeling it, too, which made things even more confusing. I knew at that moment, my conquest was over, but my need for Madison had not faded away.