Page 20 of Commitment (Change 2)

We all have another drink, all feeling pretty good at this point. Becca stands up and throws her arms up. “Let’s go shake it.” She makes us all laugh; she is so reserved most times. When she does things like this, it is fucking awesome. We all start to climb out of the booth, when Maddie grabs my hand, linking our fingers. I look over at her and she gives me a shy smile. We hold hands, but it is usually palm on palm. I fucking love that she is the one who did this, it may seem like a small insignificant thing to most people, but to me it’s huge. It shows me that she not only doesn’t care to show people we are together, but that she may just have feelings for me.

We all make our way to the dance floor and Maddie stops us a bit before the others stop. I give her a confused look. “I want to have a little privacy.” I look around the crowded dance floor and raise my eyebrows with a grin on my face.

“This is what you call privacy?” We both laugh and she pushes my chest.

“No, asshole, I meant from our friends. They will want to talk with us and I jus

t want to spend time with you.” I pull her to me and kiss her right on the dance floor. As much as I want to deepen the kiss, I don’t want to push it. I pull back, but leave my hands on her hips and she rests her arms on my shoulders.

“Alright, Maddie, it’s just us. Let’s have some fun.” I give her a wink and we begin to move together. It’s been a long fucking time since I danced, especially with a woman. I’m trying to seem more confident then I feel. The music is kind of slow right now and we are just slowly moving to the beat. She looks into my eyes and I can’t seem to pull my attention away from hers. I’m not sure what we are trying to say without words, but I know it’s something. Just as I’m trying to figure it out, the music picks up and so does the dancing. She takes her arms off my shoulders and starts to move that sexy body to the music. She’s got her arms in the air, swaying her hips, with her head back. It is such a turn on watching her. She lifts her head and winks at me. She moves closer, until our pelvises are touching and starts grinding into mine. Holy fuck. I grab onto her ass and begin grinding mine as well.

“This is hot, Young.” Like she fucking has to tell me. We are both moving on each other and she suddenly turns in my arms so her ass his now pressed against my dick. I bring my arms around her front, resting them on her thighs. She bends forward and starts moving that sweet ass. I’m hard as a rock now; having her move on me like this is too much like sex. I lean forward and nip her ear.

“Babe, you have my cock hard as a rock.” I run my hands up her thighs to her sides and rest them on her stomach. I lean back, but leave my hands and press my cock into her ass, showing her just how hard I am.

This continues on for another half hour. Either her ass pressed on me, or her pelvis or even her tits. It’s becoming more then I can handle. I need release and I can tell the way she is acting she does too. That’s when it hits me. I grab her hand that is in my back pocket and lead her to our friends. She is looking at me curious what I am doing.

“Guys, we are going to head out. I’ll see you all at home later.” I don’t wait for a response, and continue to lead her out of the club. Once outside I hail a cab and we climb in. She looks over at me once I give our address.

“Young, what the hell are you doing?” I pull her onto my lap and kiss her neck. She cocks her head to the side and lets out a soft moan.

“You like that don’t you? I couldn’t stand it anymore, I need a release, and I know you do too. I’ve got an idea.” She looks at me with complete shock on her face. I kiss her plump lips and chuckle. “Not sex, but something that I hope will be better then what we’ve been doing.”

I’m sitting on his lap in the cab, looking at him in complete confusion. I have no idea what he has planned, but he’s right, I do need release. Dancing with him was like having sex with my clothes on. My pussy is aching and dripping, my nipples are hard, and I just need to find some relief. Thankfully, we pull up to the apartment right then. Young pays and we both get out of the cab. He grabs my hand, linking our fingers and leads me to the elevator. Holding hands was never something I did. I always looked at couples and thought, save that shit for the bedroom. With Young, I want to hold his hand. Linking our fingers for me is intimate, it means something to me. I think I’m starting to feel something for him and it scares the shit out of me, but at the same time, I want to see where it goes.

Once we make it up to our floor, he leads me to his place. He hasn’t said anything since we left the cab and I’m curious as to what he is thinking. We go into the apartment and he walks straight to his room. Once inside, he closes the door and looks me up and down. “Here’s my idea.” He pulls me toward his bed and we both sit down. He takes off his shirt and begins to take off his pants. I’m getting so excited; maybe he is finally going to have sex with me. Once he is down to his boxers, he looks at me with his eyebrows raised. “Maddie, get that dress off.” I do just that, now sitting in my strapless black bra and panties. “Fucking gorgeous.” He runs his eyes all over my body, as much as a turn on as it is I wish it were his hands.

“Young, what are we doing?” I can’t stand it anymore. I just need to know what he has planned.

“For the past couple of weeks, we’ve both been pleasing ourselves. What better way to do that, then to watch. We are going to make ourselves come but this time we will be watching each other. What do you think?” What do I think? Well, my pussy is dripping from the thought of it alone; it’s safe to say I think it’s brilliant. I run my hands up and rub my hardened nipples through my bra. He can’t take his eyes off of them and he finally lets out a growl.

“I think it is the perfect idea. Now, get those boxers off so I can see that massive cock.” He stands and looks me straight in the eye. He slowly hooks his fingers in his boxers and pushes them down until his cock springs free. As if my pussy wasn’t wet enough, just the site of him after all this time has me wanting to touch myself.

“Maddie, take off that sexy ass bra and panties, then climb up on the bed and lean your back on the head board.” I don’t need to be told twice. I stand and without taking my eyes off of his, I unclasp my bra, freeing my aching breasts. He licks his lips and my nipples get harder. I push my panties down and let them fall to the floor. I am still looking in his eyes while I stand before him completely naked for the first time in weeks. Even though he isn’t actually touching me, I feel like this is the most intimate we have ever been. “I can’t remember the last time my dick has been his hard. Damn, Maddie, you are fucking perfect. Now get your ass on that bed and spread those legs because I need to see that sexy, wet pussy.” I don’t hesitate I crawl up the bed on my hands and knees. Once I reach the head board, I turn to lean against it. It feels cold on my back because my body is literally burning up with need right now. I haven’t been this turned on in a long time. I spread my legs and I know that he can see how wet I am from the foot of the bed, because I can feel it dripping down.

“I need to touch myself, Young. I’m hurting, I need release.” He climbs on the bed and sits almost right in-between my legs. It just makes this whole situation that much more of a turn on. He grabs his solid cock in his hand and slowly begins to move it up and down.

“Touch yourself, Maddie. Show me how you make yourself come.” Lately I’ve had to close my eyes to picture Young while I please myself, but not tonight. I grab my breasts and begin to massage them and then pinch my nipples. I moan at how good it feels and pinch them again.

“That’s it; damn, it’s fucking hot watching you. Touch your pussy, I can see how wet you are.” I do exactly that. I run my hands down my body to my aching pussy, I run my fingers between my folds, they are instantly as wet. I am rubbing myself, but watching him run his hand up and down that cock. I look up at his face and he has his eyes fixed on my pussy, licking his lips. I look down at his muscular chest, those nipples that are hard and over to his arms. His muscles are rippling as he pumps his hand. I can’t take it anymore; I push two fingers inside of me.

“Yes.” I hiss as I begin to fuck my fingers.

“Fuck. Ride your fingers. Oh fuck, this is hot.” I am thrusting my fingers in and lifting my hips, effectively fucking my own fingers. My tits are bouncing with the force I am using. I keep watching Young and it is bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. He is pumping himself harder, which makes me do the same.

“I’m so close, Young.” I hear him hiss, but I can’t take my eyes off his cock. I can see the pre come on the tip and I want to lick it off so badly.

“I’m close to, babe. Rub your clit.” With my other hand, I rub my clit and feel my pussy tighten on my fingers.

“Oh God, it feels so fucking good.” It hasn’t felt this good, pleasing myself, but I think it is because I am watching him. I thrust my fingers and press on my clit and that’s all it takes. “Oh fuck, I’m coming.” I don’t close my eyes, I watch him pump faster yet.

“Fuck!” He orgasms right after me. We are both riding out our own, but watching each other. It is so intimate in a strange way. After a few minutes, he leans forward and presses his chest against mine. Flesh on flesh, it feels amazing. He begins to kiss me and I pull my hands out of the way, resting them on his upper arms. He deepens the kiss and I moan. We slowly pull apart and just stare at each other. “Maddie that was more than I thought it would be.” He kisses me again and sits back. He climbs off the bed and grabs a towel off the chair. He sits beside me and hands me the towel. I wipe myself clean and turn to look at him. Time to be honest.

“Young, I want to tell you something.” He jumps off the bed, grabbing a tee shirt for me, while he puts his boxers back on. I pull the shirt over my head and take a deep breath. He is sitting next to me, waiting for me to say what I am thinking. I lay my head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around me. “I am starting to have feelings for you. It scares the shit out of me, but I can’t deny it.” He squeezes me tighter to him and kisses my head. It is quiet for a while and I’m starting to get nervous because I have never in my life told someone that I was feeling things toward them. I’m not even sure what I want him to say or do, but I would like something to help with the pounding of my heart and turning of my stomach. It is almost like he can read my mine because right then he lifts my chin with his fingers. I look at him and he has a huge smile on his face.

“Do you have idea how much that means to me? Not only because you are starting to have feelings for me, but also you actually felt like you could tell me. I want nothing more than for you to be able to open up to me, let me in. This proves to me that you are slowly doing just that.” He leans forward and presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and he slowly lowers us so that he is on top of me. He licks my lips, asking me to open my mouth, once I do our tongues meet and it feels amazing. Usually, when we kiss it becomes frantic, rushed, and rough. This kiss, it holds meaning. It is passionate, slow, and sweet. We are both telling each other, without words, what the other one means to us. I am not big on romance, or I ha

ven’t been in the past, but his kiss is romantic and I love it.

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