Chapter 8
Zach
Riding in the town car over to Madison’s place, I couldn’t help but stare out the window, thinking about that kiss from last night. It was hot and sensuous, and I could feel her body pushing against me. She wanted it so bad, and she could feel that I wanted it to. Had she been any other girl, I would have bent her over the bench, pulled her panties around her ankles, and fucked her so hard she would have to sit down afterward.
I reached down in my lap and pressed my palm against the crotch of my pants, feeling my cock starting to throb already. God damn, I couldn’t help but get a hard-on every time I thought about her sexy ass. She may be a virgin, but with the way she moved her tongue in my mouth, I knew she was going to suck my dick like a porn star.
Originally, I thought taking this girl’s virginity was going to be difficult, but after the last couple of kisses, I could see her wearing down really fast. Her body would melt into my arms as I licked her, sucked her, and fucked her into the most amazing pleasure she’d ever felt. All she had to do was let me into those little silk panties and open up wide. I’d take care of the rest.
Tonight, I was planning on pulling out all the stops, not taking anything for granted, and laying on the charm real thick. My dick was throbbing to feel the inside of her, and I knew from the glances and soft moans that escaped her throat that she was thinking about it, too. I rolled the window down to let the cold air hit me in the face. I needed to calm down. I couldn’t go walking up to her door with a raging boner. That was a surefire way to not get my way.
As we rounded the corner onto her street, I breathed deeply, trying to regain my composure. I wanted her to feel comfortable with me when I got there, not creeped out by the need pulsing through my veins. I closed my eyes and let the wind hit me as we pulled up in front of her apartment and came to a stop. I glanced up at the window and smirked as I saw Madison pull away, obviously waiting for me to arrive. When I got to the top of the stairs, I knocked and she opened quickly. She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, inviting me to come into the apartment.
“I’ll just be two seconds,” she hollered as she walked over to her area of the loft.
I looked around the room for any sign of her roommate, but the place was completely empty. This would have been the perfect time to keep her locked up in my arms, had she not already been ready to go. I took a deep breath, trying to tell myself to take it step by step. I smiled as Madison came back around the corner. She looked absolutely adorable with her torn jeans, t-shirt, and Chuck Taylor shoes. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail like the night before, and it took everything I had to not imagine holding onto it as I fucked her from behind. She grabbed her bag and skipped toward me, taking my arm and stopping to lock the door behind us. I stared down at her ass, which looked so good in those jeans.
We didn’t take the car since she was taking me to a karaoke bar down the street. She held on to my arm and smiled at me as we walked. She looked like a completely different girl without a fancy outfit or full makeup, and I thought to myself that I liked this even more. When we reached the bar, we took a seat against the wall, not planning on singing. I was more than relieved when she told me this was her favorite bar, but she did not do karaoke. For several hours, we watched the singers take the stage and belt their hearts out. Some were good, while others were a little deafening. When karaoke went on break, I grabbed us a couple more beers and sat down facing her.
“So, how many serious relationships have you been in?” I figured it was time to hear more intimate details about each other. If nothing else, it would make her more comfortable with me.
“Just one,” she said, drinking her beer. “We were together for like five or six years. I found him screwing a girl in the closet at one of his own house parties. I guess my ‘I’m not going to have sex’ thing wasn’t okay with him.”
“Man, that sucks,” I replied, thinking of my own story. “I’ve only had one, too. It was ten years ago, and my college sweetheart as well. I caught her cheating, too. It kind of sucked the whole romance out of love.”
“Cheating has a way of doing that,” she replied, shaking her head. “But you gotta get back up on that horse eventually. Otherwise, what is life really about?”
That was a fairytale answer, and I really didn’t believe she actually bought into that crap. I had been single for a long time, and I was doing just fine without love. In fact, I almost felt like I was doing better without love than with it in my life. I didn’t have to deal with the bullshit that came along with a relationship and never had to worry about getting my heart broken. I could see how other people might still believe in the fairy tale, but after so much disappointment, I didn’t want to even take the chance.
We shifted the subject toward happier things while we finished our beers. It was different, being out in town on Madison’s side of the city. It was relaxed, chill, and I didn’t have to worry about putting on airs for anyone. I could just sit back and watch this sexy woman in front of me, sipping her beer and smiling at me from across the table.
I could tell she was getting tired of being in the crowded environment. I paid the tab and suggested we head back to her place. She smiled and nodded and took my hand as I led her out of the bar and into the streets. We walked quietly back to her apartment, and when realizing Charlotte was still not home, she invited me in.
I walked into the open space and breathed in the smell of lavender candles. I watched as she pushed the front door closed and latched the lock, standing for a moment with her back turned toward me. When she turned back around, her eyes were darker, and she had a look of lust.
We both lunged toward each other, our lips connecting and our bodies crashing into one another hard. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed my tongue into her mouth, swirling it around and tasting her once again. Her kiss was hot, heavy, and needy, and I knew if I played it right, I could get her into bed in no time. I pulled my arms around her waist and backed her toward her area in the house. We struggled through the flowing fabrics that hung around her makeshift space, laughing as I got my leg twisted up.
When I had freed myself, I pulled my coat off and dropped it to the floor, walking toward her with lust in my eyes. I put one hand on her hip, and the other cradled her neck as I kissed her passionately, falling backward onto her bed. I could feel my cock getting hard instantly, and I tried to keep my body to the side, so I didn’t scare her off too quickly.
I slowed the pace of things and pushed my hand up under her shirt, feeling her soft skin as I grabbed her large, voluptuous tits. She moaned softly as I massaged her, feeling her hands dance around my cock, unsure if she should touch it or not. As her hand smoothed over my leg, I shifted, landing right in her palm. She giggled slightly as she wrapped her hands around my cock and rubbed gently.
I kissed down her body and stopped right above the top of her pants, using my hands to undo the buttons and zipper. She watched as I slipped her pants off and dropped them to the floor, a look of concern on her face. I backed up, laying down on my stomach and spreading her legs apart. She gripped onto the bedspread as I pushed her blue satin panties to the side and kissed her wet mound. She bit her lip as my tongue pushed through, spreading her lips apart and tasting her sweet juices. She moaned as I rubbed her clit softly and licked up and down her wetness. She was warm and soft and tasted so amazing. I rubbed my hands down her legs and trailed my fingers through her pussy, watching her wriggle and writhe underneath me.
Carefully, I pushed one finger inside her smooth, tight pussy and flicked my tongue over her clit. I moved my finger in and out, twisting it around as I went. She breathed heavily, arching her back with every swoop over her pulsing nub. I started to move faster with my fingers, deciding that I needed to get her to the point where she could no longer say no, but instead, begged for my huge cock to be inside of her.
Her legs wiggled over my shoulders, and she ran her fingers through my hair, laughing and moaning at the same time. I pushed a second finger inside of her and could feel her body go rigid, relaxing as she let out a deep cry of ecstasy. I wanted to feel what she felt like. I wanted to hear her moan in my ear, and I wanted to feel her come.
I took one last deep lick before pulling my head up and moving over top of her. I wiped my mouth and kissed her lips, moving over to her cheek and then her neck. She wrapped her legs around me and sighed, thrusting herself upward against my hard cock. I ran my fingers down her sides and leaned in close.
“How about now?” I whispered. “Are you ready?”
With the silence, I knew I had failed to win, but I was sure I had gotten even closer to the prize. She let her muscles relax into the bed and kissed my neck softly before speaking. I wanted her so bad, but I knew if I was going to get it, I would have to be patient.
“I don’t think I am,” she said nervously. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have invited you in.”
“Shh,” I said, running my finger over her mouth. “It’s okay. I didn’t come in here with any expectations.”
I pulled myself from over top of her and rolled over to the edge of the bed, adjusting myself and standing up. I reached out my hands and pulled her to her feet, grabbing her around the waist and holding her close. She didn’t seem to want to look in my eyes, so I grabbed her chin and forced her to meet my gaze.
“I’m serious,” I said. “Slow is the name of the game.”
She smiled big and wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning in and kissing me passionately on the lips. I was caught off guard by the emotion behind it, but as I relaxed my shoulders and leaned into her mouth, I could feel the lust between us floating from one to the other. In all reality, it was the best kiss I had ever gotten.