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“Perfection,” he said before drawing me close again, his mouth claiming mine in a way that had me gasping for breath.
Or maybe it was the way he held me that had butterflies wreaking havoc on my insides.
Or it could be the way he’d looked at me while he said perfection as if he really meant it. As if he loved my messy appearance, my blunt honesty, my firm lines when it came to separating our professional and personal life.
Ethan gripped the globes of my ass, the dominant claim on my body sending a streak of lightning down my spine.
“As beautiful as you look in this outfit,” he said, kissing his way down my neck as his hands roamed up to the hem of my shirt. “I’m going to strip you down now.”
I trembled above him as I lifted my arms, letting him get rid of the top. “You don’t want to shower first?” I asked. “Our yoga session before meditation made me sweat.”
“You taste like heaven,” he said, sucking at a patch of skin above my collarbone for good measure. “I promise I’ll clean you up after I get you dirty.”
The words made my heart skip, and then he was hefting me up, hooking his fingers in the band of my pants before dragging them down. I stepped out of them in a hurry, my hands frantic as I rid him of his clothes too, until there was nothing left between us. I reclaimed my spot, straddling him, my hands braced on his shoulders as I gasped as his cock slid through my aching slit.
“Fuck, baby,” he said, gripping my hips again and urging me to glide over his thick length. “You feel so damn good.”
“This is what you do to me,” I said against his mouth, taking his kiss as I rocked against him, not shifting to take him inside me just yet. This felt too good right now, all fire and teasing and anticipation.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing close until our bodies were flush, our mouths a tangle of tongues and teeth and pure carnal need. He shifted beneath me, using one hand behind him for leverage as he thrust upward, teasing my clit with his cock so much it throbbed.
“Ethan,” I whimpered, more than ready to end the game I’d started. I moved on top of him, situating myself so he was poised at my entrance. “I need you.”
“You have me,” he said between our kiss. “Take what you want.”
The raw truth in his words made me shudder, but the instincts driving my body flushed out what my heart was screaming. I moved, drawing back just enough to watch him as I sank down on top of his cock, taking him in to the hilt.
I sighed, my hold on the back of his neck tightening slightly as I adjusted to the size of him. We’d had sex half a dozen times in the last three days, and I still wasn’t used to the breathtaking way he filled me. It wasn’t just his size, but the entirety of him. The way he held me, kissed me, touched me, as if each action were an act of worship, of pure devotion.
He made me feel like the most important thing in the world to him, and it was intoxicating.
I lifted before sinking back down again, relishing the way his eyes guttered with the move. I did it again, rocking against him to soothe that deep ache of need inside me.
Ethan kissed along my jaw and down my neck while I rode him, letting me take full control while he explored every inch of my body he could reach. He cupped my breasts, massaging them before rolling my nipples between his fingers until they were peaked for him. He pinched before dipping down to tongue the small hurt that had me upping my pace, pleasure rippling beneath my skin as it built and built and built.
“Fuck,” he groaned, kissing over my breasts before making his way back up to my mouth. “I love the way you ride my cock.”
“I love the way you talk,” I said, tangling my fingers in his hair. “I love the way you feel—oh, god, yes…” My words broke off in fractures between moans as he gripped my hips and took control of my pace, using his strength to lift and seat me over and over again, each time his cock stroking me deeper and deeper. “Ethan,” I gasped his name, my orgasm coiling tight in my core, poised on the edge.
He leaned back just slightly, smirking at me as I trembled from the new angle. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he said, his brow furrowed, his eyes churning with lust. “I love watching you come.”
My breaths came quick and stuttered as I rode him. As he urged me faster, the new angle had his pelvic bone hitting my swollen clit with each thrust until I combust.
