On purpose.
Showing off her perfect breasts to me.
I took my lucky shirt off, balled it up and tossed it across the room.
“There,” I said. “The lucky shirt is gone.”
“Good,” she said.
“Are you going to open your eyes?”
“Nope.”
I gritted my teeth.
I lowered my mouth to her chest and she grabbed for the sheets on the bed and let out a sigh.
My left hand grabbed at the bed as my right hand began to take her pants and panties off.
I kissed down her body, needing just a little taste of her sweet honey.
The tip of my tongue helped itself to that with one gentle flicker against her clit.
Then I pushed my pants down and worked my way back up her body.
I nestled between her legs.
The second my cock touched her, Madison’s eyes popped open.
Our eyes met and I felt a jolt hit my chest. Hit my heart.
Madison moved up to kiss me.
I met her halfway.
She grabbed for my face again.
I slipped my right hand into her hair.
I gently thrust forward, entering her.
Slow, perfect, warmth… need.
And love.
This was… love.
Madison endedup on her belly on the bed.
I made sure my body touched her.
I looked at my hand as it moved up and down her back.
Tracing all those invisible lines I would never forget.
Memorizing the curve of her lower back. The curves of her hips.
The curves of her breasts as they were pressed into the bed.