Jackson -

Maggie's bare skin glows red and pink in the ever-changing neon lights as she removes her black dress and tosses it to the ground in front of me.  She stands exposed in a lacey black bra and panty set with nothing to shield her but a slight jesting smirk.

She permits my eyes to gaze over her body and I can't stop my hand from nervously running through my hair as I stand in awe of her. I'm not given as long as I'd like before she confidently turns to skate away again. 

An insatiable hunger has started to build in my chest, prompting me to follow her. I skate slowly but steadily, purposely trailing a ways behind her. She's taunting me as she glides effortlessly through the rink with the occasional glimpse over her shoulder to be sure I'm still watching. Oh and I most certainly am, I'm absolutely mesmerized by the show. 

Maggie bites her bottom lip in the devilishly sexy way she does when she's concentrating and I mimic her, nervously bringing my lip ring between my teeth. She glances over her shoulder once more and her eyes glisten as they fall on my mouth. I know this simple gesture drives her wild, as hers does me. 

Her hands reach behind her to unsnap her bra and watch the straps slip off her shoulders, I'm unable to see her breasts released from their cage but the image in my mind is enough to quicken my pulse. 

My eyes darken and I wet my lips as she tosses it to the floor, I'm suddenly parched.  I swerve around her bra, careful not to roll over it and ruin the moment. 

Fuck.

I feel my breath constricting and my jeans tightening as I watch her tantalizingly spread her arms catching the wind as she glides forward.  She's completely exposed except for an impossibly thin fabric covering her ass. I feel as if I'm watching an erotic figure skater gracing the world with her performance.  But it's not the world she's blessing with this show, it's me and only me.  I'm completely gobsmacked, I must be the luckiest fucker in the world, she's mine.

The skating rink is cool enough that as I skate closer to Maggie, I see the goosebumps trickling down her arms and her nipples rising to greet me. Before I catch entirely up with her, I toss my v-neck to the ground and her eyes roam the tattoos that stain my chest. 

When Maggie first saw my tattoos it's was as if she was mesmerized.  She'd lovingly tracing the lines with her finger, captivated by the idea that each tattoo is a unique facet of my life.  I've written too many tales to tally, but the significant stories are the ones I've engraved in permanent ink.  I plan to write our story one day, but I can't seem to unearth the right words. 

How could I possibly ever describe this remarkable woman?  Maggie dropped anchor into my life while I was drowning in my own sorrows and cleared my skies of dreary days.  We've breathed life into one other and showed one other how to truly live.  Wherever she and I end up, however many novels I write, our story will always be my favorite.  

I finally reach Maggie and wrap my arms around her.  Careful not to lose our balance, I pull her back flush against my chest and bring my lips to her neck. My fingertips glide up her ribs until they reach her breasts.  Her body is covered in goosebumps and my hot breath on her neck makes her visibly tremble. 

We're still moving but very slowly, and her knees are beginning to weaken as I bring my lips to her ear, taking her bottom lobe between my teeth. I start directing us to one of the half walls and once we reach it, Maggie swiftly turns around to face me.

She leans in to kiss me but I slow her down by placing one hand on her cheek and grazing her bottom lip with my thumb.  I want to linger here with her, to savor this moment and every future moment with her.

She peers up at me, her piercing ocean eyes locked with mine and her lips are parted, body flush with mine. I lower my lips to hers in a gentle caress and despite how bad I want to bend her over the rail and fuck her, I restrain myself into keeping this slow steady pace. 

She sends sparks of electricity through our lips and every other point of contact.  I feel as if the electricity flowing through me is so powerful, if it were visible I would light up this entire fucking building.

Our kiss deepens and her lips part for me, inviting me to taste her. Our tongues explore each other and the sweet mixture of mint and cherry chap-stick invade my senses.

My hand threads through her silky hair and the other massages her exposed breast.  I feel her shudder as I pinch her nipple and the electricity travels faster through me.

My fingers tease the lace lining of her underwear and I feel a shiver run down her spine.  Maggie is not one for ever wearing thongs, I've never asked why but it doesn't matter, because I fucking love the boy-shorts she always wears.  They're low on her hips and just barely cover her ass so her cheeks hang out slightly, leaving much to my imagination and giving me a cheeky little tease. 

Calm Steady Pace

She wraps her arms around my neck and threads her fingers through my hair giving it a tug as if she's pulling on my reins.  She knows what that does to me-

Fuck it.

Fuck a slow steady pace.  I lift her in the air and she lets out an unsuspecting yelp. I set her on the railing, sure she has a tight grip before letting go of her. I grip her hips and lower myself then look up at her, catching her eyes before I slide her panties to the side and take her in my mouth.  She lets out a gasp as she watches me, her eyes peering over just over her breasts.  The angle is killing me, I can't believe the fucking beautiful sight before me.   

She's already soaking wet and ready for me and I easily slip my finger inside her while my mouth works on her clit which earns me a moan.  She's unable to keep eye contact as she reaches to hold onto the railing with one hand and grips my hair with the other. 

I circle my tongue around her bud and slip a second finger in her then switch between sucking and licking. I know she's close because she grips my hair tight and her hips start bucking against me.  She begins to lose her balance so one of my hands grasps her hips to steady her.

The entire time she's attempted to be quiet, but she loses the struggle and lets out a passionate moan as she comes undone.  The sight is fucking incredible from this angle and I can hardly fucking stand the unbearable tightness of my jeans as my dick throbs for her.  She reaches for me with both hands. 

"Please Jack, come here." She beckons for me, completely out of breath.  I stand and bring myself to her, stretching my legs feels amazing after crouching for so long. 

Her lightning-fast fingers undo my trousers with an intense need and she attempts to slide them further down with her roller skates but loses her balance.  I'm quick to catch her and my jeans and black boxer briefs are lowered plenty.  I've had enough of this torturous pace. 

She wets her lips and her ocean eyes widen as she gazes over my body. It might be easier to take her doggy style, but I want to watch her face while I fuck her.  I grab her legs and lift them slightly, she takes the hint and wraps them around me pulling me in closer.  I grip her hips with one hand and line myself with her opening. 

I let out a hiss as I enter her for the first time in days and her body stretches around me.  Our connection takes both our breath away, and I pause inside her for a moment before I gently exit and reenter her.  It takes a few pumps before I'm fully able to thrust into her entirely.

"Jackson" She begs and I almost fucking lose it right there. Instead, I push into her further, filling her to the brim.

Maggie's roller-blades slide back and forth on the wall beneath us each time I enter her and she grips the railing to keep her balance.  Her hips rock against me as I repeat this pleasure-driven motion continuously, each thrust building more and more tension. 

Her hands are in my hair again pulling me closer, devouring my mouth as if she's fucking starving for me.  Our lips part only for breath and her moans have gotten so loud that the beautiful sounds are reverberating off the walls and echoing throughout the entire building.  She's so fucking intoxicating that I can't help but let off a few of my own.

Her body writhes around feverishly beneath me and I'm aware she's on the brink of exploding, I know I won't last long now. 

I tear my mouth from her and watch her rock deeper into me as her head leans back and her eyes clench shut.  Her body, glistening with beads of sweat, is shaking uncontrollably. Watching her unravel is undoubtedly the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen.

My body begins to stiffen under her movements and my breath hitches before I bring my mouth crashing back to hers. Our mutual moans come together where our mouths collide and I breathlessly tell her I love her.

I fucking love her.  I love all of her, every fucking inch and every fucking moment. She's awoken feelings in me that have so long been buried I'd forgotten them entirely.

She clamps down hard on my slowing thrusts and her orgasm slams through her like a tidal wave. Release flows through me at the same time, as I fucking watch her come undone.

This time, I'm sure this is the most beautiful sight I've ever seen.