Chapter 8
Ethan
The shiver that runs through Biannca along with her moan has all the blood in my body rushing straight to my cock.
“Tell me, Bee. Do you want that? Do you want my hands on you?”
I drop my mouth to her neck and runs my lips along the slope. She smells like jasmine and mint and it’s utterly intoxicating.
There’s a light thump as her head hits the wall as she tips it back, exposing more of her silky skin for me. “Yes.”
Though I’m not going to take her at her word right this second, it does send a thrill through me that she hasn’t pushed me away.
My hands drop to her hips and grip tightly, sequins digging into my hands. “Will you come somewhere with me?”
“Where?”
“It’s a surprise. But I promise it’s still part of the library.” I won’t ask her to leave with me until later.
She’s already nodding before I’m done talking. Fuck, this woman is so much more than I could have imagined.
Linking her fingers with mine, I pull her toward our destination, thankful it’s on the second floor.
I opt to take the elevator. Not only is it a bit more discreet than us running up the stairs that are practically in the middle of the library, but it gives me a few extra minutes to hold her against me, to breathe her in, and to taste her perfect mouth.
The ding comes far too soon and I all but drag her to the section I’m looking for.
“Romance?” One eyebrow raises as she looks up at me, her fingers twined through mine and the other hand wrapped around my arm.
“Seems fitting.”
“For what, exactly?” There’s a hint of tease to her voice. But I’ll never push her. So whatever thoughts and dreams I may have conjured up about tonight, she gets the final say.
“Just to look, of course.”
“Oh, of course.” Her eyes narrow with a somber nod and then she starts walking. But I stay where I am until my arm is outstretched and still linked with her.
“Well, come on. I don’t have the patience to wait for you all night, Ethan.” With a smirk she pulls her hand from mine and takes off into the shelves.
I adjust myself through my pants and stride toward her. It takes me just a few steps before I catch up to her one aisle down and two over. My arms loop around her, pulling her back to my chest and she giggles as my teeth graze her neck.
It’s the most majestic sound I’ve ever heard.
I walk with her against me until we reach the end of the row, where the shelves and the wall meet. With my hands on her hips, I spin her to face me and run my thumb along her lower lip, pulling it down before taking it in my mouth.
Her arms loop around my neck, her fingernails raking through the hair at the nape of my neck.
The kiss is hungry, heated, full of want and need. I let go of her hips, one hand trailing up the soft skin of her back before sliding around to cup her breast.
Slow. I have to go slow. As long as I’ve been waiting for and wanting this, I don’t know that she’s on the same page and I don’t want to rush her into anything. Especially if she could end up regretting it tomorrow.
I don’t want her to have any regrets. Not where I’m concerned, and not any more. Yes, we could have spoken up sooner, but we’ll make up for lost time. I’ll make up for every second I wasn’t able to worship her body. If she’ll let me.
Softly massaging her breasts, I pinch at her nipples while I press my hips into her. It’s impossible for her to not be able to feel how fucking hard I am.
“Do you want this, Bee? With me? Here, now?”
“Yes. God, yes.” She’s breathy as she pushes her chest further into my hands, grinding her hips slightly against me.
As though sensing my hesitation, my unsureness that she’s all the way in, her hand dips between our bodies and she cups my cock. My head tips back with a hiss as she grips tighter.
“I said yes, Ethan. Don’t delay on my account. If you’re having second thoughts, that’s one thing. But I’m not.”
Fuck, she’s really for this.
I claim her mouth again with need pulsing through me as I explore her mouth. She nibbles on my lower lip and then a thought smacks me in the brain.
“Condom. I…I didn’t want to be presumptuous and bring one.” Though, now I’m kind of kicking myself because how would she have known?
“Pill. I’m on the pill.”
“I haven’t fucked anything but my hand since I met you.”
“But that was…that was…”
“Three fucking years ago. Three damn years I have waited for this moment, entirely prepared for it to never happen.”
A flicker of desire passes over her face and she slams her mouth to mine, tugging me closer as she scrambles up my body like I’m a damn tree. My hands grip under her thighs, holding tightly.
The hem of her dress has ridden up in her movement and I shift it the rest of the way to pool around her waist.
We’re really doing. In all my wildest dreams, I wasn’t sure it would ever actually happen.
“My-my panties.” They’re firmly in the way. But fuck if I’m going to put her down just to remove them.
“Leave them. No time. Need to be inside you.” Without a second of hesitation I push the lacy fabric to the side and plunge inside her.
Tight, wet, heat envelops my cock. “Holy fucking hell.”
A garbled whimper is all that comes from Biannca and my gaze flips up from where we’re joined to take in her face. Head tipped back, lips parted, brow scrunched. I’m frozen in place taking in her look of sheer ecstasy.
The roll of her hips against me pulls a groan from some deep, primal part of me and my fingertips dig into her ass, dragging her impossibly closer.
“Don’t do that, Bee. I won’t last long and I intend to savor every second of this.”
“Move. I need you…to move.” Her chest rises and falls in rapid succession. We’ve barely even started and she’s already panting.
Slowly, I pull out, glancing down to see her glistening wetness coating my cock, making it harden to an impossible level.
Just as achingly slow, I glide back in, pulling a loud moan from Bee. I’m thankful we’re up on the second floor, tucked away in a dark corner and far from the noise downstairs. If not for that, we surely would have been heard from that noise alone.
But it’s sweet, sweet music to my ears. A sound I want to coerce from her over and over again until it’s haunting my every waking and sleeping moment. The fact that it would leave me hard all the of the time is a risk I’m willing to take.
I keep my rhythm slow, getting used to her, letting her get used to me.
“More. Ethan, give me more.”
Fuck. Picking up my pace, I move faster, with more urgency. But apparently it’s not enough.
Bee grips my hair at the top and pulls so I’m looking at her instead of the delicious way her hips are moving to meet mine.
“I said more, Ethan. Let go. Take me. Fuck me.”
“Once you open this door there’s no closing it. If we ever do this again, I won’t be able to hold back.”
“Good. When we do this again, I don’t want you to hold back. Not for a second.”
Her brows bunch and her lips part as though she’s about to protest when I pull out to just the tip. But before she can make even a sound I slam back into her, her whole body shifting with the thrust and a scream tearing from her throat.
“Fuck. Yes, Ethan.”
Adjusting my grip, I hold her thigh tightly against my hip with one hand and grip the bookcase behind her head with the other.
Though keeping a slow pace, I thrust into her hard over and over. The more she whimpers and trembles the faster I go until I’m fucking her so hard books would be falling off the shelf if it wasn’t screwed into the wall and the floor.
Bee’s head tips back, her lips parted as she gasps for air and her pussy flutters around me. Her nails dig into the skin at my neck and a moan starts low in her chest.
I capture her mouth before it can get further than her lips and swallow the sound to lock inside me. My brow furrows as I start to unravel, losing any sense of control and stability.
With a groan, I drop my forehead to her shoulder and spill inside her. We stay wrapped together, panting heavily for a few minutes. Our hearts pound in synchrony.
It’s not until she runs her fingers nails over my neck that I pull back to look in her eyes. Part of me puts up a wall, ready to dive behind it at the first sense of regret.
But Bee’s eyes are shining, a smile on her face and nothing but happiness shining through her. That wall turns to dust.
“Want to get out of here?” My throat is gravelly with desire. I just had her, fuck I’m still inside her, and I already need her again.
“I thought you’d never ask.”