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MADISON
I can’t get ridof the butterflies flapping nervously in my stomach.
It’s like they desperately want to remind me that I am way out of my league here. Not only is Ethan Aurora’s dad, but he’s also almost twice my age.
But it sure doesn’t feel like that when he makes love to me. It seems like he has all the energy and stamina in the world.
And I want to feel him treating me carefully again, making sure I’m pleased before he worries about pleasuring himself.
Dinner was nice, and the conversation wasn’t bad. At least…most of it wasn’t bad.
We reach the top of the stairs, and Ethan leads me to the right. There are double oak doors that lead to the master bedroom. Every time I ever came over here to play with Aurora, those doors were firmly closed. We weren’t allowed to even look in their direction.
But now, Ethan is leading me straight toward them. He pushes open the left door and holds it open for me.
For the first time, I get to see the master bedroom. There is a royal blue bedspread on the king-sized, four-poster bed. The room is spotless, almost like it’s for a showroom instead of a place where someone actually lives.
But I don’t care about that. I want to see Ethan naked again.
I’m not about to make the first move, though. Instead, I allow Ethan to lead me to the far side of the room.
“Bedroom and…bathroom,” he says, pointing to the second room.
I peer into the bathroom and see a claw-foot tub with jets in the side. I can imagine us bathing naked together, and the sudden ideas of different positions and things we could do fills my head.
When I turn back to Ethan, he’s studying me with a curious expression. He pulls me close to him and puts his lips right next to my ear. “I don’t want you to feel obligated to do anything. If you ever don’t want something, you just have to tell me.”
Feeling bold, I reply, “So, if I told you I didn’t want you to talk, but just strip down, I would just have to say that?”
Ethan nods and bites his lower lip. “Is that what you want? Me to get naked?”
Hearing him say the words takes my breath away. I couldn’t respond even if I knew what I wanted to say. I just nod.
Immediately, Ethan starts doing what I asked. He takes off his shoes and sets them next to each other, facing the baseboard. Then, he peels off his socks one at a time. I get the chance to see his feet, a feature I’ve never focused on before.
The sound of a zipper immediately draws my attentionup to his groin area. He’s undone the button and the zipper, and he slides his pants slowly to the ground.
I can see the lump in his pants that is his dick, and it’s slowly changing shape. His dick is pressing against the confines of his underwear, and I can’t stop staring.
Ethan grabs himself and slowly runs his hands up and down his length until his dick is standing out easily against his boxers.
I dare a glance up at Ethan’s face, my jaw still hanging a little open and my mouth dry. Ethan is smiling at me. When he sees me watching, he runs his tongue along his lips and bites his bottom lip. I can almost taste his lips as I watch.
I start to reach for him, but Ethan pushes my hand back. “You said you wanted me naked. I’m not naked yet.”
“But I’m ready for you.”
“Eh, eh, eh! You have to wait.”
Ethan then unbuttons his shirt and shrugs it off. He’s wearing an undershirt underneath, so I have to wait as he takes his time removing that as well. Now, he’s just in his boxers, and I can’t stop staring at the way the end of his cock is pressing against his underwear.
Finally, Ethan reaches for the hem of his boxers and pushes them down. His dick springs free, and I can see that it’s already wet on the end.
Ethan cups his balls, fiddling with them for a minute until he runs his hand along his length again, teasing me as he makes eye contact.
“Now, you can touch me.” His voice sounds husky, but I lunge forward like a rabid animal that has suddenly been given a dish full of water.
I grab his cock and take over for his hand. I run my hand up and down his length, then rub my thumb along the smooth end of him.