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As if I was hypnotized, I obeyed. And he pushed his pants down, revealing that he was commando. I had never noticed his…size, and I wrapped my hand around his hard cock. The skin of him was hot and silky smooth, and he was so thick that my fingers couldn’t get all the way around him.

Ethan let out a guttural moan, the sound making me even wetter. I moved my hand up and down, stroking him softly, and his hips jerked forward, his cock twitching in my hand.

“Fuck, Mia,” he gasps. “That feels so fucking good.”

When I pulled back, exposing his purplish tip, a drop of liquid leaked from the slit at its center.

“Lick it off.” His dark order had me smiling, leaning in and flickering my tongue over the tip of his cock. His hips bucked. I tasted salty and a bit of musk and wanted more.

Ethan threaded his fingers through my hair, holding me in place, and I wrapped my lips around his cock, taking as much of him into my mouth as I could. Pulse racing, I widened my mouth for him, welcoming the strange sensation of him entering me this way.

“Breathe through your nose,” he said through harsh breaths. “Wrap your lips over your teeth and relax your throat as much as you can.”

I moaned around him, taking more of him deeper and deeper inside me. Gripping his hard thighs gave him free rein in my mouth the way he had with my pussy.

“God, yes,” he moaned. “Just like that.”

The words spurred me on, and I moved faster, sucking and licking, allowing him as deep in my mouth as I could, and soon his hips were jerking. His tight hand gripping my hair almost painfully tight while his hips flexed.

I lost myself in it, the taste of him, the feel of him butting the back of my throat, causing me to gag a little. Ethan pulled away, panting heavily.

“I’m fine,” I told him. “Don’t stop—”

But he said, “Enough. That was enough. Come here.”

I stood to my feet, but he had me up in the air, pressed against the door while pulling my shorts away. Then, he dug into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a condom. “Always prepared, sweetheart.”

From pure core muscle, he held me up, got the condom on, and then slid his arms under my legs, letting my knees rest in the hollow of his elbows, folding me in half. My body seemed to get wetter with need even as he parted my legs wider; I wanted more, everything he had to give.

Ethan took a possessive thrust that made me scream with pleasure. My orgasm seared through me without warning, a thunderclap of fiery bliss that began in my pussy and echoed in the deepest part of my soul. Slinging my knees over his shoulders, Ethan continued to ram into me, his cock shuttling in and out as his eyes burned into mine.

He took me higher and higher, drilling into me, pounding into me, taking what he wanted until I was ready to come again. I convulsed over him, pulsating over his hard cock, pleasure bursting all through my body.

Ethan threw his head back, groaning as he shoved into me, flooding the condom with his release. When he collapsed, his hair, wet from root to tip, was right under my chin, and I felt his harsh breaths on my collarbone.

With our bodies still joined and my arms wrapped around him, I welcomed his weight on me—the feel of his hot skin. For long moments, neither of us moved, bonded by the sweat of our bodies and the frantic beat of our hearts.

Ethan pulled out of me, but when his eyes met mine again, they were far from satisfied. “I’m not done with you, not tonight, not for a long shot.”

I smiled. “Show me what you’ve got.”

ChapterSixteen

Ethan

Mia slept like an octopus this time, her limbs wrapped around me in a tangle that I didn’t know where to start untying her from, and frankly, I was not sure I wanted to do it. She was so soft and sexy in my bed, in my arms, her breasts flush on my chest, one of her legs thrown over mine.

I know she didn’t think I was telling her the truth when I said I wanted to marry her, but every word, even though I had not planned on telling her, was damn right and very true. I know I’d shocked her, but I’m at the point in my life where beating around the bush doesn’t help anyone.

She shifted in my hold and pressed tight against my hardening body. I had to stop my hands from roaming all over her—her back, her ass, and sinking into her hair. Even worse, her leg was over mine—and she was still naked.

Little needy sounds escaped her throat, and goddamn if I didn’t want to let my inner hindbrain take control, but I respected Mia too much. Instead, I kissed her, once, twice, very lightly until her lashes fluttered open.

The haze in her eyes cleared—probably from a dream—and her lips curved. “Morning.”

I kissed her deeply this time, not giving a damn about morning breath in this kiss and while sweeping my tongue through her mouth. As much as I wanted her body again, in this kiss, whatever happened here was up to her. She had the power. I dipped my head, kissing my way along her collarbone and then lower.

Whimpers escaped her throat as she arched in my arms, pressing her breasts closer still, needing me to touch her, caress her, kiss her…hard or soft, and everything in between. I could kiss her forever, make up for the years we’d missed because we’d never been allowed to interact, and it was only right this minute I acknowledged it.

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