Chapter 37
37
I raised an eyebrow at Ethan telling me we were going to move slowly tonight. There he went surprising me again. Ethan might just have been the king of foreplay at this point. My whole body was lit up like it was catching fire from the slowest, sweetest burn.
Ethan smiled back like he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Our lips met again but this time, we kissed with abandon. Our lips met frantically, desperate to erase our time apart.
I moved closer as Ethan’s hands slid down my back to my bum, cupping it. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I met his tongue eagerly with my own. When I gave a contented sigh, Ethan broke away and reached for my chin, tilting it up so our eyes were locked. ‘How did I meet someone like you?’
‘Babe, can we finally stop talking?’ I reached out for the buttons of his shirt. ‘I feel like I’m going to go crazy,’ I half growled at him as I desperately undid the buttons and slipped it off his shoulders, taking in his defined chest, running my fingertips down it, enjoying the way his body trembled underneath my touch .
‘Did you just call me babe?’ Ethan’s eyes flashed at me as he pulled my T-shirt over my head. He pushed my hair off my shoulder and leaned down to kiss me there and across my collarbone and then up my neck towards my ear, making me shiver.
‘Yes,’ I gasped as his hands stroked me over my chest. His lips found mine and he kissed me as he reached behind me and undid my bra, pulling it off quickly, his mouth moving to my exposed breasts.
‘Am I really driving you crazy?’ he murmured before sucking on one of my nipples, which were already hard and desperate for his mouth.
‘Yes,’ I gasped again, moving closer, arching my back to bring him even closer. I couldn’t get close enough to him. He ran his tongue over my nipple and I shivered again.
Ethan stepped back. ‘Take your jeans off, sweetheart.’
I reached for my jeans and slowly unbuttoned them as his eyes watched me, dark and hooded. He let out a loud exhale when I slipped my thumbs inside my waistband and pulled them down, stepping out of them so I was in front of him just in my thong. ‘What about you?’ I asked, raising an eyebrow.
Eyes still on me, Ethan slid his jeans off and I could see that he was straining through his underwear.
‘Hmm,’ I said approvingly.
‘I need you on the bed now, please,’ he said. I backed up and climbed onto the bed, Ethan following, leaning over me as I lay down. He reached out to touch my lips with his fingertips as he propped himself over me. ‘Take your thong off,’ he said huskily, staring down at me. I bit my lip and he watched as I slipped it off. ‘You have no idea how incredible you look right now,’ he said, his eyes tracing me from head to toe then back up again.
My breath was fast and desperate as I noticed the way he was looking at me. No man had looked at me like that before. Like they wanted me that badly. Lusted after me. Needed me. Was hungry for me and only me. It turned me on even more.
‘Ethan, please,’ I begged him.
‘I didn’t even have to ask,’ he said playfully. He ran a hand down the centre of my chest to my stomach and then paused, eyeing me.
‘Ethan,’ I said, arching towards him again.
‘You want me to touch you?’
‘Yes,’ I breathed, trembling in anticipation. I propped my legs up either side of him and he gently parted them open. ‘Please.’
‘You want me to taste you?’
‘Yes, please,’ I said, practically writhing beneath him.
‘God, I love it when you beg me,’ he whispered, his hand finally dropping to where I ached for him. His fingers moved, teasing me, as I gasped at his touch.
When he slid his fingers inside me, Ethan grunted in approval. ‘So ready, aren’t you?’
I gasped out a ‘yes’. I was losing all train of thought now.
He leaned down and trailed kisses where his fingertips had been all down my body. When his mouth reached between my legs, I cried his name like it was a prayer. His tongue worshipped me like I had never been before. My hand slid down and I ran my fingers through his hair.
This is so much better than the sex in my books.
As Ethan devoured me with his tongue, I clutched his hair, tipping closer to the edge. ‘It’s too good. I need to come,’ I cried then, my legs trembling either side of him.
Ethan lifted off me suddenly, leaving me confused. His eyes met mine. ‘Hold on,’ he said, reaching down to run his tongue over my nipple so gently and softly.
I writhed under him as I teetered back from the edge. ‘What… ’
‘Trust me,’ he whispered, drawing my nipple into his mouth and sucking it. I gasped. My body was tingling; the throbbing between my legs had built to a level that was half pleasure, half agony. When he slid his hand down to touch me again, I let out a moan. ‘It’s going to be so good. Can you come with me inside you?’ he asked as he brushed me gently, keeping me right at the edge.
‘Yes,’ I breathed, watching him smiling down at me. ‘God, Ethan, I need you inside me. Please,’ I begged again.
He let go of me and I watched him lean over the bed to find his jeans and pull out his wallet to find a condom.
I reached over and held up the handcuffs. ‘Want to use these?’
Ethan came back to me and raised an eyebrow. ‘They are too flimsy to actually hold you.’
‘We can pretend.’ I lifted my hands above my head and locked my wrists together.
Ethan watched me. ‘Jesus, you’re ruining me for anyone else ever,’ he said, sitting up to click the handcuffs on my wrists.
I smiled. ‘Good. I want to ruin you.’ I wriggled my hands. I could get out of them but I wouldn’t. I quite liked the feeling of being out of control and Ethan being in control. I bit my lip. ‘What are you going to do to me now?’
Ethan leaned back on his knees, his eyes raking over me. ‘I’m going to make you come so hard on my cock,’ he said, pulling on a condom.
I always thought I’d find dirty talk in real life embarrassing, but Ethan is too good at it to not find it just incredibly hot.
I sucked in a breath. ‘Yes,’ I begged him again.
He reached down and stroked himself. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard before. Are you ready for me, Tessa?’
‘I’m so close,’ I replied, watching him eagerly, my hands tied up above my head. As he settled between my legs and slid inside me slowly, so slowly, I whimpered again. He settled in deep and then began slow, gentle thrusts that made heat build inside me rapidly. My whole body was thrumming with want and need. I tried to move faster against him but he placed a hand on my hip and put pressure on, slowing me down again. I groaned. ‘Ethan, what are?—’
‘I need you to come harder than you have with anyone else,’ he said urgently, still moving slowly but deeply inside me. ‘It’s going to be so good, I promise.’ He leaned down to kiss me.
‘You’re so big,’ I gasped as he moved his mouth to my breast and sucked on my nipple. ‘You fill me up perfectly.’
‘You have no idea how incredible you feel – so wet, so tight, so perfect for me,’ Ethan said, lifting to look at me. He propped himself up and I slipped a leg over him and we both gasped as he moved in even deeper.
I gazed up at him. ‘Can I come yet?’ I asked, letting out a moan when I moved against him, matching his slow, steady rhythm as pleasure built inside me to a dizzying level.
Ethan looked down at me. ‘Beg me first,’ he commanded gruffly, his tone sending a shiver through my body.
I was now completely on fire. My skin was hot and sticky, and I throbbed with the need to release. Ethan’s slow and steady thrusts were sending me into a frenzy. I could only moan in answer to his question. But he told me to beg him again.
‘Please,’ I managed to choke out. ‘It’s too good… Ethan… babe, I’m going to come so hard.’
‘Yeah, you are.’ He finally moved faster, thrusting harder, sending me wild. I dipped into the mattress, matching his change of pace.
‘Come on my cock, sweetheart,’ Ethan said, leaning down to kiss me once more before he reached out and hooked my other leg around him too. He pushed into me even deeper and our thrusts lost all sense of rhythm as we rocked together frantically. My moans were so loud, they sounded like they were coming from someone else. Ethan joined in and that sent me finally and beautifully over the edge.
‘Ethan.’ I cried his name as my release came hard and fast, sending pleasure shooting through every nerve in my body. I gasped and shuddered beneath him. Wave after wave rolled over me as I completely let myself go for what felt like the first time in my life.
‘Tessa, fuck, that was so hot,’ Ethan said as he watched me come apart beneath him. He pumped into me two more times than let out a guttural groan as his release came, crying my name out before pressing his lips to mine, caressing me with his tongue as his thrusts slowed to a stop and he gently pulled out, flopping down beside me with a satisfied grunt.
I pulled my hands free of the cuffs and let my arms come down, knowing they would be aching like hell tomorrow. But God, I didn’t care one little bit.
Ethan rolled over to face me then so I twisted round to look at him as we lay side-by-side on my bed.
I was still breathless and his skin was slick with sweat. My whole body throbbed with aftershocks of pleasure. We stared at each other, our chests rising with our fast heartbeats in perfect harmony, unable to speak for a couple of minutes.
‘I’d say the phrase “worth the wait” is pretty unclimactic after that but I can’t think of another one,’ he said, before wrapping his arms around me, pulling me towards him and kissing me gently like I was something precious.
‘I’ve never…’ I said, my voice breaking. A tear squeezed out of my eye and rolled down my cheek .
Ethan looked at me alarmed. ‘Shit, are you okay?’ He reached out to stroke the tear away.
‘Yes. That was really something,’ I said, embarrassed for getting emotional.
He touched my lips and smiled. ‘It really was. No regrets then?’
I shook my head, unable to speak.
‘I don’t know what you unleashed in me but God, I fucking loved it,’ he said, arching an eyebrow.
‘Me too,’ I said, smiling. I didn’t think he would ever really understand what it had meant to me to feel like I could be myself with him, to enjoy it fully and not be worried about anything while we were together – to be present and embrace the moment without overthinking like I usually did.
Ethan watched me as if he was trying to figure out what was going on. ‘It’s pretty special being with someone like that, isn’t it?’ he said softly then, like he knew exactly what I was feeling right now.
‘Yes.’ I leaned in to kiss him, hoping my lips would be enough when words had failed me spectacularly. I kissed him passionately and he murmured against my mouth, pulling me closer into his chest. When we finally leaned back, we both smiled. ‘Really special,’ I agreed in a whisper. ‘So, what now?’
Ethan twirled a strand of my hair in his fingers. ‘I have an idea.’