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My need for him is pulsing strong, and when he chokes out, “Stop, stop,” and pulls away, I nearly whine,“Why? No! Don’t make me stop.”
But then I capture his smile as he takes my hand and pulls me to my feet. “I want to come inside you.”
To date, those are the sexiest words I have ever heard in my life.
My insides trill as he kicks the sweats off his beautiful feet and strips me of my clothes. I raise my arms, my breath kissing his chest as my shirt and skirt hit the floor. My panties end up who knows where, and I press my body against his, the sensation of his hard length and bare skin making my entire body ignite.
I already thought I was running an inferno here, but this heat is next level.
I push him back so he flops onto the mattress, and now it’s my turn to crawl toward him as he nestles himself against the pillows.
I straddle his thighs, gazing down at his straining penis but still having to ask, “You want this, right? Like… you really want it?”
He tips my chin until I’m forced to look him in the eye, and I swear I could drown in that gaze. “I want it,” he whispers. “Now, suit me up.”
I grin, yanking his drawer open and pulling out a condom. I roll it onto him, hoping I’m doing it right. He checks that it’s secure, then lightly rests his hands on my hips when I rise over him.
I’ve only done this once before, and I can’t help that flash of uncertainty riding through me. He’s big and beautiful, and I want this so badly, but I don’t want to screw it up either.
“It’s okay.” He cups my cheek, pulling me forward and kissing me. “We can take this slow. We can do it any way you want.”
I let out a soft breath, smiling at him as I rise to my knees and line myself up over him. His deft fingers find my opening, slipping inside and making me groan.
“You’re so wet.” He grins.
“For you,” I whisper, then start lowering myself onto him.
He lines us up, and the second his head starts to part my aching lips, I let out a soft gasp. It’s pure delight, pure ecstasy, as he stretches and fills me. I take it slow, my body adjusting to this overwhelming mix of pleasure and maybe a touch of pain. But a good pain. He’s big, but it’s also a relief to finally satisfy this achy need for him.
I had no idea how badly I’d been craving this connection, how much my body had to have this man… and only this man.
Ethan’s fingers dig into my hips, and I swear his eyes roll backward as I sink farther onto him. “So fucking tight,” he rasps. “Shit, you feel amazing.”
I let him in a little deeper, inch by inch, until he’s all the way inside me. Tipping my head back with a soft moan, I rest my hands on his chest and revel in this sensation. His body is quivering beneath mine; I can feel his strain to not start thrusting, to let me take my time and adjust to him.
It doesn’t take long. Pure instinct starts to drive me, and I’m soon rising and falling, riding Ethan to a rhythm that is for him alone.
CHAPTER42
ETHAN
Mikayla’s wet heat is so perfect, I nearly blew the second she sat on me. It’s taking every ounce of control not to lose it after only a few quick thrusts. I can’t let that happen. I need this to last. After three weeks of no action, my cock’s not playing fair, and I clench my butt cheeks, willing Mikayla’s tight pussy to let me play for a little longer.
Her beautiful tits bounce as she picks up her pace, her pants and sexy whimpers igniting my insides to a white-hot fire. I cup them, giving them a gentle squeeze and loving the way they fit so perfectly in my palms. Everything about her fits me perfectly, and I revel in this feeling. Her skin is smooth and soft. I trail my knuckle over her stomach, then find the sweet spot between her legs, giving her clit a flick with my thumb.
She gasps, her eyes popping open like she’s just tasted chocolate for the first time. The delighted look on her face makes my heart sing.
I keep rubbing gentle circles, the distraction helping me hang on while she rides me and skyrockets toward her own orgasm.
She tips her head back with a groan, and I feel her thighs quivering against mine. She’s close. She’s so fucking close. I watch in wonder as her body pings tight and she cries out my name.
It’s the most beautiful fucking sound in the world, her strangled gasp calling me like a siren while her insides clutch my cock, her walls spasming.
Grabbing her ass, I hold her close and, in one swift move, flip her onto her back. Her legs wrap around me, drawing me into her with another cry of pleasure. I thrust deep, unable to take my eyes off her face. She’s beautiful. She’s so damn beautiful.
And then her eyes open, that blue gaze of hers drinking me in, and I swear I catch a glimpse of her soul. It’s the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced, and I can’t help croaking, “I love you,” as I thrust a little deeper—one, two, three times and then finally let myself go.
A guttural groan slips out of me, the orgasm feeling a thousand times stronger than anything I’ve had before. It drives through me, shutting down each muscle until I’m a floppy, weak mess, barely able to hold myself above her.
