A/N: I decided to continue in third person, as I thought it would be weird to have this in first person. Enjoy.

Gordo pulled away from the kiss and started to speak. "So do we lead up to this, or just jump right in?"

"Um, I don't know. Why don't we just see where everything takes us? My parents are gone for the weekend and Matt is at a friend's house for the night, so we have all the time in the world to figure this out." Lizzie leaned in again and kissed Gordo, much deeper this time. She was really enjoying kissing Gordo, even though at first it was a weird thought.

Gordo wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. All he could think was that this was exactly what he had wanted for so long. Here he was, sitting with the most beautiful woman in the world, about to make all his dreams and fantasies come true.

The two began to lean backwards onto the bed. He was laying half on top of her and decided to go exploring. In the 18 years he had known her, he knew nothing more physically of her then he knew of his math teacher. He began to rub her stomach gently on top of her t-shirt. When she didn't protest that, he moved it up a little to her breasts. He never knew she had such nice breasts. He pulled back from their lip-lock to study her face. She seemed to be enjoying this greatly.

She decided to do some exploring of her own. She pushed his button-down shirt, that hang open like he always wore it, off his shoulders, leaving him with just a t-shirt on top. She slid a hand under his shirt and placed her hand on his stomach. She knew that he had began to fill-out with some muscle, but she didn't expect what she got. All that weight-lifting in gym class had paid off for him in a slight six-pack.

Lizzie was getting anxious, and removed Gordo's shirt, and then her own. Gordo gasped as he saw the icy-purple bra that covered the objects of his fantasies. He began to kiss her neck, which elicited a sigh from her. His hand slowly made its way to her hip.

"Lizzie, are you sure this is what you want?" Gordo asked, not wanting to stop, but not willing to hurt her in any way.

"David Gordon, this is exactly what I want." was her reply as she started to play with the button on his jeans.

Gordo slid her jeans off and just looked at her as she laid there in her matching underwear set. 'God she's beautiful', he thought to himself. She didn't leave him much time to think about this though, as she pulled him back into a passionate kiss.

She finally got the button on his jeans undone and he helped her take them off.

"Ooh, Gordo!" she teased, "Silk boxers!"

"I, um-" he started to explain, but there was no need, as he was cut off by her lips once again. He reached behind her and quickly unfastened her bra. She lightly tossed it to the side and reached for a condom. She unwrapped it and removed Gordo's boxers. She gently rolled it onto him as he gasped in pleasure. She took off her own panties and helped Gordo position himself above her.

Gordo kissed her nose and said, "Elizabeth Brooke McGuire, I love you."

"I love you too, David Gordon." she replied.

He gently began to push into her. She bit her lip as she felt a quick pain.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yeah, just give me a second." she said, taking a deep breath. "Ok, I'm fine."

He began to move slowly in and out. He still couldn't believe that he, David Gordon, was making love to Lizzie McGuire. There was nothing in his extensive vocabulary to describe the joy and ecstasy he was feeling. Lizzie started to relax and enjoy herself. The pain was mostly gone. A smile came to her face.

Gordo moved faster and he heard Lizzie let out a small moan. He was very pleased with himself. He wanted Lizzie to be happy. As he moved faster, he began to reach his climax. The sensation that came over his body was nothing he could describe, but he swore to himself that he was the luckiest man in the world.

He put his head on her shoulder, and the two laid as one for awhile.

Lizzie broke the silence. "I need to go take a shower."

"Can I come with?" he asked with a devilish grin, rolling over and allowing her to get up.

"Nice try. I'll be right back. You can use the shower downstairs if you want." She kissed him once more and walked off toward her bathroom.

'Who is this angel and where did she come from?' Gordo thought to himself.

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So, what do you think? Should I leave it there, or should we see what Steve (the boyfriend) has to say about all this?