“You are so fucking beautiful,” I say, leaning down and kissing her. I can taste myself on her lips mixed with her usual sweet vanilla taste.
“Did I do okay?” she asks, looking up at me through her long eyelashes.
“Fucking phenomenal,” I tell her, putting my finger under her chin and guiding her to stand up. “Now, can I finish taking your dress off and fuck you?”
She pulls her dress down her body, letting it fall to the floor. I spin her around and push my cock to her ass. I’m already fully hard again. She leans back into me, bringing her hand up and wrapping around the back of my neck. My hands reach in front of her. First I toy with her nipples. Rolling them between my fingers and tugging on them. She thanks me with little whimpers. I let one hand travel south, palming her between her thighs. My middle finger glides up her wet slit, swirling her clit when I reach it. She pushes her ass back against me.
I grab a condom from my nightstand, tearing the package open with my teeth and sliding it on with one hand. Never letting my other hand leave her warmth. I sit on the edge of the bed and slowly pull her back to me, lowering her onto me until I’m buried in her as deep as I can go.
“Fuck, Ender,” she breathes when she’s fully sitting on my dick.
I love the way she says my name. I love when she calls me Ender. I hold her there on top of me for a few moments, neither of us moving. I enjoy the feeling of being in her, filling her completely. I reach around her and find her sensitive spot between her legs. Working it slow at first, then faster. Her breathing picking up. I grab her by the hips and push her up and off me a few inches, then gently slide her back down onto me. I do it again, just as slowly. She matches my rhythm, leaning forward and putting her hands on my knees to help her stay steady as she slides on and off my lap up the length of me.
I start pushing her to pick up the pace, bringing her down onto me harder and faster. She follows my lead and starts moving faster, slamming back into me harder, chasing her orgasms. I can’t take it any more when she clenches around me and my orgasm pumps through me. She pushes herself back down on me one last time, her legs trembling and shaking as she comes.
I fall back onto the bed, bringing her with me. I wrap myself around her as we both come back down from our highs.
We stay this way, wrapped up in each other’s arms for a long time. Not talking, just breathing together. I almost fall asleep when she begins talking.
“Ender?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Thank you for a perfect first date,” she says.
“It was perfect for me too and there will be many more,” I tell her.
“No–I mean, that was my first, first date. Ever.”
I chuckle at the irony and she pouts. I kiss her hair. She thinks I’m laughing at her.
“It was my first real date too,” I say.
She turns in my arms to face me.
“What about Jackie?” she asks.
“I never took her on a real date. It was always a group thing, never just the two of us. I never wanted to put the effort in. Really, I think I knew I was waiting for you.”
I hate to let her out of my arms but I really have to piss and get this condom off. I excuse myself, promising to be quick. When I come back I find her wrapped in a blanket looking around my room.
“Snooping are we?” I tease.
“No, I snooped last time I was here.”
She smiles at me and my dick twitches. I didn’t even know I could get a boner this many times in one day.
“I loved the poem,” she says, nodding to my cork board where I have it written out. “Have you been writing much? I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve read anything new you’ve written.”
“Actually, I hadn’t written in a long time but was inspired recently and picked it back up. I even shared it with my mom.”
“I’d love to read it sometime if you’d let me.”
“You can always read anything I write,” I tell her.
She sits down on the bed. I stay across the room and lean up against my desk. Every time I get close to her I get more turned on and I don’t want her to think sex is all I ever think about.
“Hey Ender?” Madison says, suddenly looking shy.