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But the embarrassment didn’t linger because Ethan kissed me hard and said, “Harder! I’m so close.”
His lack of shyness drove me on and I began slamming into him. My abdomen was grinding against his dick, but since I wasn’t sure if it was enough stimulation to get him off, I released one of the arms I had wrapped around his shoulders so I could reach between us. But Ethan’s voice stopped me.
“No,” he murmured. “Keep your arms around me!” I obeyed the demand and wrapped myself around him as completely as I could and then sought out his mouth as I began ramming into him with jerky, unpracticed movements. I shifted my hips just a little and was stunned when he let out a keening wail.
“Yes, right there!” he cried out.
I suspected I’d managed to hit his prostate so I kept my hips in the same position and lunged forward, reveling in the way his eyes slid shut and his head fell back. I latched my mouth onto his neck and sucked hard as I pounded into him. I felt electricity shoot up my spine as my balls drew up tight against my body and my cock began to surge in anticipation. I was slinging into Ethan so hard that if I hadn’t had ahold of him, he would have hit the headboard. The bed shook as I fucked him over and over again and just as I felt my release start to wash over me, Ethan cried out my name. Liquid heat drenched my abdomen as he came and I moaned as his fingers bit into my shoulders. My orgasm threatened my vision as the pleasure took over every part of my body. Tears of relief stung my eyes as I emptied myself inside of Ethan, the condom preventing me from marking him the way I wanted. The climax continued for what seemed like hours and all I could do was lay there as my body jerked and my hips kept sending my dick deeper and deeper into Ethan’s warm body. His inner muscles massaged me through the aftershocks that followed, but I wasn’t aware that he was kissing my shoulder and neck until my body finally relaxed and collapsed completely on top of him.
I was too spent for words and there wasn’t enough energy in my sated body to even consider climbing off him. All I managed was to turn my head so I could reach his lips. Even then, Ethan was the one who had to do all the work as his mouth made love to mine. I loved how one of his hands was gripping my ass to keep me inside him.
I didn’t bother to tell him I had no plans on going anywhere for a while.
And if I had my way, I’d spend the rest of my life just like this.
Lost in him.
Chapter Sixteen
Ethan
My body ached in the best way as I shifted just enough to straighten one of my legs. Unlike the past couple of mornings, I’d awoken a few minutes earlier to find Cain wrapped around the front of my body, rather than the back. It was actually the position he’d fallen asleep in after he’d moved off me enough the night before to pull free of my body and dispose of the condom. He’d fallen asleep before me so I’d gotten to lie there beneath his deliciously heavy body and enjoy the feel of his skin against mine. I’d let my fingers explore his back and even though he’d been asleep, he’d let out more than one breathy sigh as I’d caressed him.
I hadn’t planned to tell him that I loved him, but when he’d started talking about our wedding and me being it for him, I’d been a goner and nothing on this planet would have kept me from telling him how I really felt. I knew his wedding talk had just been a hypothetical he’d come up with, but I clung to the hope that it was something that would be in our future.
It wasn’t lost on me that he hadn’t told me he loved me back, but it didn’t bother me as much as I thought it would. Maybe because I’d felt the things he hadn’t said through his every touch as he’d made love to me. I’d felt bad for him that he’d been so uncertain about the semantics of being with me in that way, but once he’d realized he wasn’t hurting me, he’d given me all of himself.
I had no doubt about that.
With Eric, sex had always been another way for him to show me how much power he had over me. He most certainly hadn’t been okay with me ever taking the initiative, like I had with Cain when I’d seen him struggling to get the condom on. On its best day, sex had become a chore with Eric…no different than cooking for him or answering the endless questions about where I’d been all day and what I’d done. At worst, it had been used as a weapon against me…a brutal punishment meant to hurt and humiliate. Sex with Cain wasn’t even sex. It was us telling each other things that we couldn’t find words for. The way he’d clung to me, the words he’d whispered into my ear after he’d collapsed on top of me, his length still buried deep inside my pulsing body, his hot breath fanning my face as he’d pumped into me, his arms holding me so tight against him that there’d been no room for anything to come between us…all those things were proof that he hadn’t just fucked me to get off.
