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She pumped my cock, arching her hips to let me sink an inch inside her warmth before drawing me back again. Every muscle in my body clenched, desire coursing through my veins like a drug that made my head spin. I’d never needed anyone this bad in my life.
I sucked her bottom lip, drawing back enough to catch her gaze.
She was gorgeous, her lips swollen from my kiss and her skin flushed.
“Alex,” I begged again, pumping into her hand.
She grinned up at me, all fire and mischief and pleasure.
“Alexandra,” I growled her full name, and she gasped a little at the sound.
She released me, loosening her grip on my hips so quickly I plunged deep inside of her.
“Fuck,” I groaned, filling her to the fucking hilt, her warm pussy pulsing around my cock.
“Omigod,” she whispered, adjusting to the size of me before urging me to move by arching her hips.
I drew all the way out of her before bottoming out again, watching her every reaction as I did. She moaned softly, her nails digging into my back as I did it again.
And again.
“Faster,” she begged, capturing my mouth with hers in a desperate kiss.
“I don’t want to hurt you, baby,” I said, holding myself back as best I could. This was our first time, and I wasn’t exactly small.
“You’ve already made me come twice. I can handle you,” she said. “Can’t you feel that?”
She rolled her hips for emphasis, and a tremor rocked down my body.
“Fuck, yes,” I said.
“Faster,” she said again, and this time, I obeyed.
I took her fast and hard, lifting myself up on one arm so I could watch every fucking second of it. I looked down between us, watching as I slid in and out of her before glancing up at her face and losing myself entirely at the way pleasure radiated from every inch of her.
Every moan, every surprised gasp, every smile had me going faster and harder, chasing all the moves that made her do those things. I sank into her repeatedly, giving myself over wholly to the demands of our bodies as we clashed together like we’d done this a dozen times.
“Ethan…God,” she said, moaning as her pussy clenched around my cock in the best fucking way. “I’m…Ethan. I’m coming.”
She fluttered around me, slicking me to another degree as I pumped her from one orgasm into another until her body was trembling beneath mine and her nails marked my back. The base of my spine tingled, my eyes going black for a few seconds as I found my release right on the tail ends of hers.
I leaned my forehead against hers, our bodies slick with sweat and heaving as we came down.
“Worth the wait?” she asked after a few moments.
I smiled down at her before kissing her, softly this time. “More than.”
CHAPTER 10
Alexandra
“Breathe in again,” I said softly from where I sat across from Ethan on the yoga mats we’d laid out in his home gym. “Good,” I continued when he’d done his breathing.
This morning’s session was centered on mindfulness, and Ethan was meeting the new techniques the same way he’d tackled every task I’d thrown at him—with an uncanny sense of determination that was something to marvel at.
Not to mention, he looked sexy as hell in his Hurricanes athletic pants and a simple white T-shirt that hugged his muscles in all the right ways. I’d be lying if I said conducting a yoga session followed by mindful meditation was easy when he looked like that.
Especially since we’d spent the last three days wrapped up in each other, either in his bed or mine. Or the stairs. Or the kitchen island.
A flush raked over my already heated body, the yoga pants and crop top I wore doing nothing to help quell the warmth. Ethan had taken me to new heights the last few days, spending every second when we weren’t technically on the clock learning every pleasure button I had and then pressing the hell out of them.
God, the man made me wet with a simple look, and I’d never been so insatiable before, always wanting more.
I forced my thoughts away from all the ways Ethan could make me moan and focused on my client. Because that’s who he was right now—a client. Not my current thirty-day boyfriend.
“Another deep breath,” I instructed, following my own guidelines, my chest rising and falling with much-needed focus. I took my time studying him as he sat cross-legged in front of me with his eyes closed, his body relaxed. “I want you to continue your visualization,” I said, my voice low and soft. “Wherever you chose for your calm space, I want you to continue to construct it in your mind. Focus on the fine details, the colors and smells and the sensation it brings you. Ground yourself in this place so it’s easier to draw up when you face a situation where you feel yourself slipping toward an episode.”
