“We have to put the food away,” she said, moving away from him.
“You’re no fun.” He picked both bags up, opened the fridge and tossed them in there. Everything. Even the things that didn’t need to be.
Guess that was one way to take care of it.
“I’m a lot of fun,” she said, undoing his shorts and pushing them to the floor with his underwear, Nora going to her knees.
If he wanted to play that way, she could too.
His dick was hard and sprang right in front of her face, pointing in her direction, begging her tongue to come out and give it a taste.
Her tongue swiped across the tip, her lips closing around, a little pressure there, then ending with a kiss.
She lifted her eyes under her lashes to see his reaction.
He was holding her stare, lifting an eyebrow as if questioning her next move. Not telling her. Not asking. Just leaving it in her hands.
She was more than okay with that.
Her thumb came out and rubbed across the top, caught some dew on the tip, then massaged it in.
He let out a little moan. She wanted more than that sound from him. Louder. More aggressive.
It was as if he could bring so much out of her it was her turn.
She leaned forward, opened her mouth, closed it around the tip again, then sank down slowly until she couldn’t take a breath more of him in, then popped back out and did it again.
Then a third time.
His fist wrapped in her hair, not really controlling her, but letting her know he could.
She didn’t think it’d amp the arousal up anymore, but somehow that dial cranked to the right.
Her cheeks sucked in, the air with it, then she bobbed up and down three times like that.
“Fuck!” he said, then yanked her back. There was a moment of pain in her scalp, but the look of ache on Ethan’s face was well worth it.
“Are you done?” she asked. “Tapping out? Cuz it doesn’t look it to me.”
“Don’t push my buttons.”
“I’m trying to. Guess you’re not strong enough for it.”
“I’m trying to be gentlemanly,” he said, releasing her hair. “But go for it.”
She grinned. “Maybe I like your hand there,” she said, dipping her head down as she said it.
This was the woman from the casino that night.
The one who never had the courage to voice what she wanted from a man.
But with Ethan she felt the freedom. Felt as if anything she wanted, he’d be the one to give it to her no questions asked. No judgment cast.
All ten of his fingers slid into her hair and pulled her back onto him.
Oh yeah, that was what she was talking about.
She continued where she’d left off before he’d rudely pulled her away.
