A charging need

The doorbell rang a bit sooner than Fredric expected and he rose in slow trepidation as he had not decided on the perfect way to talk about the problem.

But the door opened without Fredric reaching it, in rushed Madeline carrying a traveling suitcase clad in sweatpants and a black T-shirt with the gym logo and text “Fitness 24”, the clothes was form hugging now showing the modest curves she previously did not have.

She closed the door behind her and kicked off her sandals two separate ways without much thought, dropped the suitcase and hurried in to Fredric who stood confused by the sofa attempting to form a sentence wondering when he had given her keys before getting tackled down again.

“Madeline!..” Fredric managed to get out as he lay on the sofa looking up at her crawling on top after him, her breath was haggard as if she had been running.

Now he noticed that her nipples were poking through the shirt, whatever she have had in mind it did not involve being modest. But before he could wonder where her restraint was she interrupted his thoughts and words with an aggressive kiss and collapsed over him.

Fredric immidietly noticed that she was warm and slightly damp with sweat, she had definitely been running.

He regained his composure and begun to squirm away and trying to push her up, what she had in mind could wait a bit and they needed to talk first.

“Madeline, we need to talk!” he managed to get out as he broke the kiss.

“I’ve been missing you so much! You wouldn’t believe how hard these days have been without... feel…seeing you” she changed word quickly as she stared into his eyes. Rising a bit from him and guiding her right hand from Fredrics cheek, down to his chest and slowly further down to his belt buckle.

“This can wait I have something important to tell you!” he tried while she undid his pants.

“And I have a surprise to tell you about, but we can talk after” she growled and pulled his pants and boxer off in one motion.

Fredric wondered if it was easier to get to the talking if he went along with her or if she would come to her senses if he continued to ask for it. As he was about to ask again she pulled off her T-shirt and tossed it over Fredrics face interrupting him. All she heard was her muffled name as she rose to sit on his chest while struggling with pulling the tight sweatpants off leg by leg until she was completely naked, as with the bra she had evidently not bothered with panties.

Fredrics air was **** out as she sat on him, his arms going from trying to holding her off to getting the shirt off his face, only to be followed by his own shirt being pulled over his head.

Madeline moved to be prone above him helping getting the shirts off his face.

Fredric met those deep dark brown eyes on the other side of the cloth that had a short moment of clarity.

“Not as romantic as a couple of the imaginations I had” she said with a slight smile. “But the closer I came to you the more…. MmMmm...” she interrupted herself biting on her lip as she felt Fredrics member semi erect pumping blood against her stomach underneath her.

Not losing her track this time she slid over him guiding his spear inside her with a sigh. Fredric had now fully given up on the idea of talking and started to caress her thighs and back with his hands.

Her hips was moving up and down while her chest was rested on Fredrics face, the sofa just big enough for him to lay down flat, but considering he reached its limits Madeline could now rest level on it panting with her head on the armrest above him.

She took one hand to guide a nipple to his mouth to prompt him to give it attention while massaging the other. The guiding hand rested on the side of Fredrics face while he licked around her areola of her small breasts, her pumping growing more and more intense, the motions pushing her soft skin on him. Instead of licking he started to suck as she pushed herself forward. Digging his hand into her toned thighs.

With one final push she came, moaning above him and slumping down. Fredric figured she had been working herself up for this came surprisingly quick. His desire was still twitching inside her, never did he think he would be the one that was last.

“Sorry” she said a bit exhausted.

“Don’t be, I don’t know what you been going through” he said getting his mouth some breathing room below her.

Madeline rose straddling him and Fredric followed after thinking she would move off him. Instead she moved her legs to be crossed behind him and hugged tightly. The motions began slowly again, this time with her powerful thighs at his side tensing and relaxing as she moved up and down.

Fredric answered the embrace as he felt himself get closer to the climax, he panted against her, he could swear he heard her make a short laugh under her breath as she took her arms under his and traced them up behind his back to hold his head back.

With a forceful push she went down and locked lips with him, with that Fredric came feeling his release disappear inside her while moaning in their kiss. It did little to stop Madeline as she continued, the app true to its word, Fredric was still as stiff as he ever could be. A couple of minutes of intense lovemaking later she came for the second time.

They stopped moving in the unison goal they had, but the kissing still continued for a bit until Fredric tenderly moved her shoulders back.

“Now...” he smiled up at her “Can we talk?”