14. Madison
14
MADISON
I can’t get rid of the butterflies flapping nervously in my stomach.
It’s like they desperately want to remind me that I am way out of my league here. Not only is Ethan Aurora’s dad, but he’s also almost twice my age.
But it sure doesn’t feel like that when he makes love to me. It seems like he has all the energy and stamina in the world.
And I want to feel him treating me carefully again, making sure I’m pleased before he worries about pleasuring himself.
Dinner was nice, and the conversation wasn’t bad. At least…most of it wasn’t bad.
We reach the top of the stairs, and Ethan leads me to the right. There are double oak doors that lead to the master bedroom. Every time I ever came over here to play with Aurora, those doors were firmly closed. We weren’t allowed to even look in their direction.
But now, Ethan is leading me straight toward them. He pushes open the left door and holds it open for me .
For the first time, I get to see the master bedroom. There is a royal blue bedspread on the king-sized, four-poster bed. The room is spotless, almost like it’s for a showroom instead of a place where someone actually lives.
But I don’t care about that. I want to see Ethan naked again.
I’m not about to make the first move, though. Instead, I allow Ethan to lead me to the far side of the room.
“Bedroom and…bathroom,” he says, pointing to the second room.
I peer into the bathroom and see a claw-foot tub with jets in the side. I can imagine us bathing naked together, and the sudden ideas of different positions and things we could do fills my head.
When I turn back to Ethan, he’s studying me with a curious expression. He pulls me close to him and puts his lips right next to my ear. “I don’t want you to feel obligated to do anything. If you ever don’t want something, you just have to tell me.”
Feeling bold, I reply, “So, if I told you I didn’t want you to talk, but just strip down, I would just have to say that?”
Ethan nods and bites his lower lip. “Is that what you want? Me to get naked?”
Hearing him say the words takes my breath away. I couldn’t respond even if I knew what I wanted to say. I just nod.
Immediately, Ethan starts doing what I asked. He takes off his shoes and sets them next to each other, facing the baseboard. Then, he peels off his socks one at a time. I get the chance to see his feet, a feature I’ve never focused on before.
The sound of a zipper immediately draws my attention up to his groin area. He’s undone the button and the zipper, and he slides his pants slowly to the ground.
I can see the lump in his pants that is his dick, and it’s slowly changing shape. His dick is pressing against the confines of his underwear, and I can’t stop staring.
Ethan grabs himself and slowly runs his hands up and down his length until his dick is standing out easily against his boxers.
I dare a glance up at Ethan’s face, my jaw still hanging a little open and my mouth dry. Ethan is smiling at me. When he sees me watching, he runs his tongue along his lips and bites his bottom lip. I can almost taste his lips as I watch.
I start to reach for him, but Ethan pushes my hand back. “You said you wanted me naked. I’m not naked yet.”
“But I’m ready for you.”
“Eh, eh, eh! You have to wait.”
Ethan then unbuttons his shirt and shrugs it off. He’s wearing an undershirt underneath, so I have to wait as he takes his time removing that as well. Now, he’s just in his boxers, and I can’t stop staring at the way the end of his cock is pressing against his underwear.
Finally, Ethan reaches for the hem of his boxers and pushes them down. His dick springs free, and I can see that it’s already wet on the end.
Ethan cups his balls, fiddling with them for a minute until he runs his hand along his length again, teasing me as he makes eye contact.
“Now, you can touch me.” His voice sounds husky, but I lunge forward like a rabid animal that has suddenly been given a dish full of water.
I grab his cock and take over for his hand. I run my hand up and down his length, then rub my thumb along the smooth end of him .
“You’re…wet already.”
“I bet you are too.” Ethan reaches for me to prove it. I let him slide his hand up under my dress to my panties. And as he presses them against my pussy, I can feel that he’s right. His little strip-tease act has got me wet already.
Ethan pulls me to him and starts kissing me. My hand moves more slowly as the taste of his lips takes over my senses. I can’t focus. I can’t think about anything. I just feel Ethan all over me.
He slips his fingers between my panties and my skin, and I feel the pad of his thumb finding my clit.
I groan against his lips, no longer able to kiss and touch at the same time. My knees go weak, and Ethan wraps his arms around me before I melt on the floor.
He lifts me up onto the edge of the bed, and I’m surprised at how soft his mattress is. It curves around my ass.
Ethan shoves my dress up until it’s around my waist, and I can feel his dick rubbing against my leg as Ethan captures my mouth in his again. I lean into his kiss and let go of myself.
I don’t have to be perfect, sound perfect, or look perfect. I just want to enjoy this moment.
So, I do.
I barely breathe as Ethan kisses me. I feel him taking away my breath, and there’s nothing I can do. But I don’t mind. I want him to take complete control of me.
After we kiss for a long, long time, I don’t think I can wait any longer.
“Put yourself inside me already,” I murmur against his lips.
Ethan follows orders. He pulls my panties off and tosses them on the ground, not nearly so neatly as he was with his shoes and socks. Then, he pushes my legs apart and nudges himself inside me.
He gently pushes just the end of his cock into me. It’s not enough. It just makes me want more. I can practically feel my wetness slipping out of me.
I bite my lip and try to find some shred of self-control, but I can’t.
“More, please, Ethan.”
Ethan grips my thighs tightly and pushes himself inside me. I throw my head back and groan as he thrusts his full length inside me.
He pauses for a second, and then, just when he’s about to have me begging again, he pulls himself back and begins pushing himself inside me again and again.
It’s enough and too much all at once. My hips buck as though trying to throw a rider, but I don’t want him to go anywhere. What he’s doing is just right.
Finally, he brings me to my tipping point. I groan as I come, clenching my pussy even tighter around him. He pushes himself harder through me until he comes as well, jerking out at the last second.
We both breathe hard, and I can feel that I’m going to be sore later. But I love it. I love the release, the way that Ethan touches me like we’re lovers even though we’re just… Well, I don’t know what we are. But it’s not that.
I don’t know what to say right afterward even though a couple of things are running through my mind. Ethan goes into the bathroom and grabs a washcloth, tossing it to me as I start to sit up. I wipe at myself and just decide I’m going to say what I’m thinking.
Sure, Ethan might reject me, but it’s not like things can get any more awkward than they were when I came over unannounced and asked him for a loan .
“Look, I’m going to be honest with you.”
Ethan pops back into the bedroom from the bathroom, and I don’t like the way he’s looking at me. It’s easier to voice this absolutely ridiculous idea if I can’t see him. I actually liked having the bathroom door between us.
But now, he’s looking right at me, waiting for what I’m going to say.
I stall. “It’s been over a year since I’ve had a boyfriend.” I quickly rush on, not wanting him to think I’m about to ask him to be my boyfriend. I’m not that ludicrous. “And I miss the sex. I miss…this right here. So, look, can we just cut the crap? I don’t need the fancy dinners or the fake romance. I just need this physical release. So, we can just keep doing this?”
“And by this, you mean…”
“Do I have to spell it out? Having sex.”
Ethan comes closer and sits on the bed. It’s impossible to avoid his eyes now. “I mean, Madison, how could I say no to a proposal like that? You’re young and gorgeous. I’ll agree to anything if it means we get to keep doing this over and over.”
Ethan runs his tongue across his lips, and I am absolutely entranced by the way it moves. I feel like I could almost straddle him right now and make him pleasure me again.
But I don’t want to scare him off.
“As long as we both know it’s just sex and nothing more, then why would I not agree?” Ethan adds.
“Yeah, exactly. Just sex. Nothing more. And if you want me, you can just call me…and vice versa.”
Ethan nods. “But…I’m still going to help with the dogs, at least until those two giants leave. ”
“You’re only saying that because you’d rather let them into your backyard than have them break into it.”
Ethan shrugs, but a little smile plays across his lips. I reluctantly find my panties and pull them on. It seems like the evening has concluded. Besides, if I don’t text my friends soon, they might think I’ve disappeared off planet Earth.
But I can’t help looking at Ethan’s naked body on the bed one more time before I head down the hall and out the front door. Suddenly, my whole life seems a little more exciting. I might not have money to start the surfing school I want, but I have a hot guy who is willing to give me sex whenever I want it.