19. Ethan
19
ETHAN
The wind is especially biting today, and I’m glad that we’ve gotten the dogs’ exercise out of the way. It feels like it’s only getting colder. The only thing better than being cozied up under the blankets is being cozied up with Madison.
That’s why I’m standing on her front step hoping that we can spend the evening together. I have a box in my hands that I hope will help.
Madison peers at me through the curtain. I only see a flash of her face, just a quick peek, and then, she’s gone. I hear her trying to shepherd the dogs away from the door. When she finally opens it, I can hear at least one of them howling in the background.
Madison leans against the frame, but I see the immediate shiver that hits her. I nod back into the house. “I’ve got something for you if you want to step back inside.”
The dogs continue to howl, and Madison says something I can't quite hear. She does move aside and let me in, though. I can feel her curious gaze on the box.
“Hush!” she shouts at Bigfoot and Bella.
Bella calms down, but Bigfoot continues carrying on. “ Bigfoot is my buddy. Yes, he is. That’s why you’re so excited, isn’t it?”
Bigfoot pants, and I go over to his kennel, sticking my hands through the bars. Once he gets a good whiff of me and licks my hand, he settles down. My ears are still ringing from the ruckus he was making with Bella.
I turn to Madison, and she shakes her head, her dark hair billowing down her back. “Those two are a lot of work. So…why did you come over? You know they’ve already been exercised.”
“I know, but in case you haven’t figured it out, I like spending time with you too.”
Madison smiles slowly, then turns her head away so I can’t see her expression.
“I brought you a little gift, but I think we should go into a room away from the dogs to open it. They can be a little…”
“You don’t have to say it. I know.”
Madison leads me out of the main living area to her bedroom. The bed is perfectly made, and the level of cleanliness in here is much higher than the level in the living room where the dogs are running around dropping hair everywhere. I take my shoes off by her bedroom door as she shuts it behind us.
“Here.” I hand over the box.
“Is this a present? Why are you giving me a present?”
“I wanted to give you something special.”
Madison studies me for a second before accepting the box. I sense something reluctant in her gaze, like she’s worried about why I might be giving her something. I’m taking a risk, giving her this gift, but I think she’ll like it. I can feel heat rushing to my groin area just thinking about it.
Madison sits on the bed and takes the top off the decorated box. When she sees what’s nestled on the tissue paper underneath, I hear her gasp just a little. She pulls it out, and the lacy fabric falls open in front of her.
“Is this… You want me to wear this?”
I study the lacy red lingerie and nod. “If you want to. If you don’t, no pressure, of course.”
“I’ve never worn something like this before.”
I smile because with her holding it up in front of her, I can already imagine what it would look like if she got rid of that long-sleeved shirt and those jeans.
If this was the only thing she was wearing.
“Do you want to try it on?”
Madison looks up and catches my eye. “Yeah, I could…”
She studies me for another moment before she goes into the master bathroom and closes the door. While she’s in there, I close the box again and set it on top of her clean dresser.
I can feel the heat in my dick growing as I wait for her return.
By the time I hear the bathroom door open, I’m ready for her. Madison leans against the doorway, and I spend a moment just taking her in. My eyes bounce hungrily over her.
The fabric emphasizes the swell of her breasts then doubles up just in the right place so I can’t see her nipples. My mouth goes dry as my eyes continue to trail downward. Her stomach is mostly bare except for a metal ring that holds everything together.
Then, a little bit of red lace covers her pussy.
Madison revolves slowly on the spot, and I see the round plumpness of her bare ass with the thong just barely covering a tiny patch of skin.
I can’t help myself then .
I go to her. I pull her toward me, feeling the delicate fabric shift underneath my touch. “Do you like it?”
“Do you like it?”
“I like everything I can see…and even the parts I can’t.”
Madison giggles, and I can tell she’s nervous. It’s my job to keep her from being nervous. I do what I can.
I grab her ass, then smack the skin, hoping to make it sting. Madison buries her face in my shoulder, completely shy now. But I’m about to make her naked, and there can be no shyness then.
“You look…ravishing.” Even that word doesn’t seem like enough. I search to find something else, another compliment I can give her. “I want to taste every inch of you.”
“Go ahead and try,” Madison challenges me.
I begin with her lips. There’s no more conversation as I kiss her, starting out slowly then more and more rapidly. I thrust my hips gently against hers so that she can feel how hard I am.
I want her, and I want her to know that I want her.
I kiss my way down her jaw and neck, then I get closer and closer to her breast. As I kiss her, the skin becomes softer and plumper. I graze my hand across her breast until I find her nipple, and I slowly move my thumb in circles until her nipple becomes hard.
She starts groaning just above my ear. “Ethan, God, you’re going to make me finish right here.”
“Go ahead. Nothing’s stopping you.”
I slip the lace aside so that one of her breasts is free, and I take it in my mouth. I tease her with my tongue.
Madison leans more heavily on me, and I sense that she’s getting weak in the knees. I pick her up and place her gently on the bed .
She lays back, her breasts like little mountains in front of her. I treat each one in turn, giving them equal attention.
Madison wraps her legs around me and pulls me closer. “I need you to start touching me somewhere else.”
“Where might that be?”
“Between my legs.” Her want is so raw and unfiltered that I can’t deny her. I push her legs apart and move the lace aside. I don’t touch her with my fingers though. I put my tongue to work. I begin working it through her folds of skin.
Then, I use it on her clit to make her groan, and she tries to close her legs, but she’s invited me down here now, and I’m not about to leave.
I force her legs open again and continue working at her with my tongue. She groans and rolls to the side. “Ethan! I can’t! I can’t!”
“Didn’t you just ask me to touch you here?” But I don’t get the chance to finish my teasing before Madison comes, the warm liquid soaking my neck and my shirt.
I stand up and pull my shirt off, gazing contentedly at Madison. “I guess that means I have to take my shirt off since it’s wet. Maybe you should get my pants wet too so those have to come off.”
“I think you can get them wet yourself.”
I laugh because Madison is right about one thing. My boxers are already wet at just the thought of being inside her. I finish undressing myself, moving slowly as Madison’s eyes stay firmly on me.
I grab my cock and slowly move my hand up and down its length, teasing Madison as she lays there eagerly.
Finally, she reaches for me. I pull her closer to the edge of the bed and gently push the end of my cock against her wet pussy. I want to shove myself all the way inside, but I know I need to wait. I can’t be so eager .
I have to take my time and let Madison enjoy this too. Besides, I don’t want our time together to be over too quickly. I squeeze Madison’s thighs gently as I push myself in a bit more, pulling myself in and out but only with the tip.
“More.”
Madison states it as a command. She isn’t taking no for an answer. “Okay.”
I shove myself inside further. She groans and rolls her eyes back into her head as I push myself inside her again and again. There’s a moment when things shift. I’m no longer pleasuring her only. I feel myself nearing the edge. I grab her harder and push myself in all the way, groaning as I feel a climax coming.
I force myself to hold on as long as possible until Madison comes again. As soon as I feel her warmth surrounding me, I can’t hold on any longer, I yank myself out and let go, closing my eyes as I shudder.
I take a couple of deep breaths. I let them out slowly.
Madison reaches for me and pulls me down onto the bed. I tumble unceremoniously onto the covers and lay next to her.
Neither of us speaks for a moment, but then Madison asks, “Are you ever going to retire or just keep working at the hospital until you die?”
“Until I join my patients?” I joke.
Madison giggles. Then, I get a little more comfortable and really think about how I can answer her question. “I mean… I’ve never thought about it. I like the job, most of the time. I like helping people.”
“Aw, aren’t you such a sweetheart?” It feels like she’s teasing me, but I don’t mind. I pull her closer to me.
“Yes, I am. I’m glad you’ve finally figured it out. ”
“But you don’t need the money, do you? I mean, if you retired right now, you could keep your same lifestyle.”
“I don’t… It’s something I haven’t looked into. It just doesn’t seem practical to retire. If all my time is play, then I don’t enjoy it as much. If I’m working a few days a week, then I enjoy my playing more.”
“What kind of playing do you do?”
I look her up and down, then reach down and thump one of the lacy strings for good measure. “I think you can figure it out pretty well.”
“Oh, I thought you were going to say golf or chess or something.”
“Do I look like a golf or chess guy?”
“Chess requires brains, and…I think you have one.”
“I hope I do. I’m in charge of surgeries in ED. But I’ve never found chess to be very exciting. I prefer a game that gets the adrenaline running. Golf doesn’t do it for me either.”
“So, what do you like to do?”
I really think about her question for a moment. For the last however many years, whenever I’ve had a break from work, I’ve gone to a bar. Picking a woman up is something that gets my adrenaline moving. But now, I’ve been entertained enough keeping up with all of Madison’s dogs.
One of them is scratching at the door now, desperate to be let inside and join our conversation. “I like spending time with you.”
It’s more than I mean to admit, but it’s already out of my mouth. I can’t take it back now.