Page 71 of I Hear You

“Hmmm.”

"Where did the chocolate sauce go?"

Chapter thirty-three

Madison

Enderrunsoutofthe room faster than he would after the snap when he’s being rushed on the field. Yes, I’ve been studying and watching more football since I went to practice with Taylor than I ever have in my life. I’m becoming slightly obsessed.

He comes back into the room only a little out of breath, holding the bag of chocolate sauce, cake and strawberries. His eyes are searching mine. I won’t give him any clues to what I have planned. I drop the blanket from around me and saunter over to him, butt naked.

“Drop your pants and lie on the bed,” I tell him as I take the bag from him.

His eyes widen and he hurriedly does what I ask. I think I’ll make a few demands of my own.

I take the strawberries out first and pull the leaves off of one. I take it and the chocolate sauce over to the bed, setting them next to him. Straddling him and running my hands up and down his chest, dragging my nails across his skin. He grabs at my hips.

“Nope,” I tell him. “No touching until I say you can, please.”

He smirks at me but relaxes his hands back on the bed at his sides. I feel him harden beneath me and have to will myself to concentrate, to focus on the task at hand. The goal–make him scream in pleasure. It’s not easy when all I want is him inside me. I bring the strawberry to my lips and gently suck on the tip of it, making a pop with my lips as I pull it out. Ender growls below me and takes fistfuls of the sheets in his hands. I know how much he loves my lips. I caught him staring at them even before I knew he was Ender. I run the strawberry along his lips now and they part. I push the strawberry gently, halfway into his mouth.

“Suck it,” I demand, trying to keep my voice low and sultry.

I’d worry I’m making a fool out of myself, but the sounds coming from Ender and the constant twitching I feel from him between my legs tell me I’m doing something right. He sucks eagerly on the end of the strawberry. His mouth making the most sexy sounds. I can’t help myself. I rock my hips on him, just once. Letting my wetness run across him. He sucks on the strawberry harder in response.

“Bite it,” I tell him, and he makes a show of biting off half the strawberry.

I lean down and kiss him, enjoying the sweet taste on his lips. I put the rest of the strawberry between my lips and feed it to him. He eats it hungrily. I lick the sweet fruit juice from his lips and drag my tongue down his chin and throat, feeling his prickly stubble as I do. I slide down further on his legs, releasing his cock from beneath me. It springs up. It’s practically throbbing and I can tell he’s more than ready, but I want to make him wait just a little longer.

I pick up the small jar of chocolate sauce. Ender gives me a devilish grin.

“What are you going to do with that?” he asks.

I ignore him and just smile down at him.

I start by dipping my finger into the sauce and slowly bring it to my mouth. I close my eyes and suck the rich chocolate off my finger, letting out an exaggerated moan.

“Would you like some?” I ask.

Ender nods slowly. I dip my finger into the chocolate again and bring it to his mouth. He slowly sucks in my whole finger, swirling his tongue around it just like he’d had me do to the tip of his cock. I pull my finger out just centimeters at a time until he’s licked it completely clean.

I’m almost ready to let him have me, almost. My finger pushes into the dark sauce one last time and I bring it to first one of my nipples, then the other. Spreading it around them leisurely, as if I have all the time in the world. I’m doing this all while staring directly at Ender. He swallows, his Adam’s apple protruding in and out from his neck.

“Lick them clean,” I tell him.

He’s sitting up faster than I can even finish my sentence, his lips wrapped around my right nipple. He sucks on it, swirls his tongue around the point and kneads his hands into my hips. I let him roam my body with his hands now, first my hips, then moving back to my ass where he grabs onto my cheeks. He spends more than a minute on just that one nipple, and by the time he moves to the left one I’m already close to coming.

“Faster,” I demand.

He flattens his tongue against my nipple, moves his hands up my back, and pushes my breast to his face. I grab the back of his head and hold him there. The shock waves of pleasure overtake me and I start rocking back and forth on his lap, grinding into him. I rock backward and forwards only a few times before I’m screaming out his name and coming.

He never even touched me anywhere between my legs. I am stunned.

Ender is clearly done letting me be in charge and flips me onto my back, the pleasure of my orgasm just barely waning. He doesn’t waste any time and quickly grabs a condom, pulling it on over himself. He finds my entrance right away and pushes into me hard and fast, causing my entire body to jerk upward at the force. The headboard slamming into the wall. I am so glad we have this entire house to ourselves, because it’s about to get loud.

Our grunts and moans mix in the air around us. He doesn’t take it slow at first, the way he has before. He grabs onto the headboard above him for leverage and starts drilling into me over and over. His grunts and groans are getting louder. I’m practically screaming. Saying his name over and over, begging him not to stop. I wrap my legs around him and it allows him to push into me even deeper, his balls pressing up against my ass with every thrust. In this position, he’s able to bury himself in me completely and the fullness is deliciously agonizing. I can feel another orgasm coming and I slide my hand between us, rubbing at my clit.

“Fuck, Mads, that is so damn hot,” he says, picking up his pace even more.

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