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This was heaven and as he focused his attention on the center of her pleasure, she let out a whimpering cry, arching into his touch.
His finger slid through her folds, spreading her wider until he slipped the digit into her channel. Her interior walls clenched around him, the pleasure only building to greater heights with the added sensation.
She writhed against him, the sensation almost too much. But rather than ease away, Ethan increased the pressure, causing even more feeling. She shook her head back and forth, searching for relief until, suddenly, her body broke apart, shattering with the buildup. She cried out, digging her fingers into his scalp as she pulled him closer still.
He rumbled against her, holding still until all her energy was spent, and she went limp, her hands falling from his hair to the bed.
Ethan stood over her on the bed, pulling at the falls of his breeches, until he could shove them down his legs.
Natalie watched him, drinking in the sight of his narrow hips and powerful thighs until her eyes rose to his member.
“Oh.” She pushed up on her elbows, staring at the thick rod jutting out from his body.
His hand slid over her skin, his grin positively rakish as he looked down at her. “Is it scary, Kitten?”
She pushed up to sitting, reaching out a hand and sliding a finger over the tip. The skin was velvety, and she gasped at the feel. “Soft,” she murmured as she moved her fingers over the length, her thumb skimming the head.
His head tipped back, his hips pushing into her hand. “You think so, do you?”
“I thought it would be…rougher.”
He wrapped his hand around hers, helping her move and up and down his length. “For your silkiness? No, love.”
She sucked in a breath, his words a reminder that he was meant to be inside her, just like his finger had been. “It felt good to have your fingers inside me.” She leaned forward then, placing a small kiss on the tip. It was nothing like the kisses he’d given her, but he still let out a guttural moan at her light touch.
Her eyes flicked up to his. “You like that?”
“I love it,” he answered, reaching for the end of her braid, tugging the ribbon from her hair. The strands came undone, hanging down her back so he could comb his fingers through them. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Saying the words made her even bolder and she kissed the tip again, sliding her lips over the head.
When she made a third pass, he swept his thumb over her bottom lip, nudging her mouth a little wider and pressing the head between her lips.
She looked up at him, watching his eyes squeeze shut. His obvious pleasure emboldened her further, and she sucked him deeper into her mouth.
“Natalie,” he said, his voice rough and craggy.
She eased back, smiling up at him. “My given name?” Her hand was still sliding up and down his shaft, one of his hands covering hers while he looked down at her with hooded eyes.
“It’s too good for anything else.”
Satisfaction coursed through her. She’d make it a personal goal to get her name from his lips as often as possible. She tipped forward, intent upon taking him into her mouth again, but his hand at the base of her skull pulled her back.
He moved with her, lying her back down as he moved on top of her. “I want to be inside you, love. Is that all right?”
A bit of fear fluttered in her belly, but she pushed it away. “Oh yes,” she answered, wrapping her arms about him. “I want that too.”
He kissed her then, his skin against hers as the head of his shaft moved through her slick folds. When he reached the opening, he began to sink inside her.
It stretched her a bit, a small burning sensation making her stiffen, and he paused too. “Is it too much?”
“No.” She shook her head. “You’re not too much.”
He kissed her again. “We’ll go slow, my love. Tell me if you need me to stop.”
She nodded, trusting him. “I will.”
He brushed knuckles over her cheek before he brushed her hair back. Slowly, he pushed deeper inside her until finally he was fully seated in her channel.
