“I didn’t mean—” He stopped himself, running a hand through his hair. “I didn’t mean what I said. It wasn’t right of me to say and I know it might be hard to believe, but I don’t mean to be such a brute all the time. I hurt you and I’m sorry.”
She could only watch on in confusion. He reached closer to her, one hand resting on her thigh and the other traveling around the back of her neck. He gently coaxed her back until half his body lay on top of hers, and with icy fingers, he slowly began lowering her stockings.
“You have no idea how much I want you,” he whispered in a low rumble. “You have no idea the lengths of control I’ve had to go to stop myself from tearing your bodice and exposing you before me. To taking you over and over until you’re begging for release. You do not know how much I have tried to resist…” he paused, his hand drifting over her bare upper thigh as he caressed her soft skin. “Touching you in your most intimate places. Ravishing you over and over, and finishing inside you. And showing you all that you could ever crave and so much more...” Ethan paused, moving so close to her until their noses were touching. “I may not be the best with words, but do you understand me now?”
Meredith could only nod silently as he uttered those last words. Wetness pooled between her legs and she tried to resist moaning in protest at his declaration. He returned. He apologized. Her heart warmed at the thought and her body could no longer resist him. She tilted her chin upward, forcing their lips to meet, and purred, “Show me then,” and this was all it took for him to lose all semblance of control.
Ethan’s hand reached her buttocks and gently caressed her there, so slowly and effortlessly that it caused her toes to curl and her back to arch in pure, unadulterated pleasure. It felt so right to be here with him. It felt so right to know he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Without a warning, Ethan nibbled on her bottom lip and she gasped in his mouth.
His strong hand touched the back of her crimson gown, and with one trained movement, he ripped the fabric off her body, exposing her perfectly round breasts and peaking nipples. She was naked in front of him, and now, all she wanted was his clothes off. She wanted to feel every inch of his hard muscles against every inch of her skin, without any barrier or restraint. In spite of her lingering frustration with him, the rawness of his touches had her succumbing to a seraphic pleasure he was promising her. She wanted this desperately.
His cold hand grasped her breast, and it set off a new pulse of desire through the intimate area between her thighs. “You’re such a good girl,” he whispered in her ear teasingly as he raised her legs to encircle his waist, causing her sex to touch his arousal under his breeches, “…for knowing when to submit. And I will teach you pleasure in ways that you could never imagine.” His lips fell upon her exposed neck, kissing and biting her pale skin there.
“I am yours to…do with as you wish…” she tried to utter in between her lustful breaths, but it barely came out.
Meredith’s body shivered with each word that escaped Ethan’s lips. Her trembling palm pressed against his taut chest and she struggled to unbutton his linen shirt. With clumsy movements, she finally managed to, and he responded by encircling her waist with one arm and flipping her over so that she was straddling him. And then, he loosened and threw off the fabric, tossing it to the side with raw force.
Meredith sucked in a breath at the sight of his bare chest and she brought her hands over his muscles there, exploring and massaging him, hoping that it pleased him as much as it did her. He was so handsome, merely being in his proximity set alight her cheeks.
With both hands trained on her hips, he pressed her harder down against his body and she could feel his manhood press against her wetness. It caused an almost animalistic groan to release from his throat, sending goose pimples down Meredith’s spine, and he shifted her hips in a steady and rhythmic pace against his hardness. This act only made her grow wetter and she felt embarrassed upon realizing he must’ve felt it. But it only seemed to stoke the fire that was his carnal hunger further, as he raised himself off the featherbed, sucking her hard nipples, eliciting from her a soft groan of pure ecstasy.
“Ethan,” she moaned as her head fell back and her fingers interlaced with his damp hair.
A lascivious smirk graced his features and he traced her inner thigh with his hand, sending blissful shivers of delight the closer he moved to her sex. He was taking his time with her. Meredith was convinced he was doing all of this on purpose with the intention of teasing her and making her want this more than she already did—if that was even possible. He knew precisely what he was doing, yet she wanted more.
“Please…” she said with a quivering breath, her lashes fluttering and her senses burning. “I need you.”
Ethan halted his assault on her breasts for a brief second as he gazed into the depths of her brown eyes, and then he closed the space between them by powerfully taking her lips in his and flipping them around so his hard body was pinning her down. Meredith’s breath hitched at the gesture, and he once again drifted his hand over her inner thigh, finally reaching her pulsing sex.
He rubbed agonizingly slow circles against her pearl and her eyes rolled back. Whenever her lips parted in frantic moans, he captured them in his own, tasting her mouth with his tongue, barely allowing her respite. Then he paused, causing Meredith to lapse into desperation for more.
But before she could put words to her desires, he forced a finger inside her entrance, stretching her open and causing her back to arch deeper in equal measures of ardor and lust. She pushed herself down against him as her body yearned for more pleasure. She didn’t know why it felt almost wrong to admit how desperate she wanted him—her husband, but she did. She wanted his raw and unrestrained passion, she wanted to feel him against her, she wanted to know everything about him and despite what happened between them, her body and soul yearned for him. They were to separate. She knew this much and she would not lie to herself, but she needed to cherish their moments together, even if it meant pushing all rational thought away for just tonight.
He silenced her deep breaths by kissing her. Hard. Her body succumbed fully to him and he slipped another finger inside her which instinctively caused her to bite against his lips in pleasure, something that only seemed to arouse him further. He didn’t stop his intense assault against her mouth and instead, his other hand enclosed around her neck, ever so lightly, enough for a foreign and unfamiliar surge of intoxicating craving to pump through her veins.
As he broke apart their kiss, she watched him with anticipation of what he might do to her next. His lips brushed her jaw, down to her neck, and then further lower to her collarbone, until they reached dangerously close to her breasts. She wished to pleasure him in return, she wanted to touch him and please him but she didn’t know how.
Her thoughts were interrupted and turned to mush inside her head the moment Ethan’s mouth circled her hard nipples and he raised his fingers to her lips, allowing her to suck on them.
“Ethan, I—” she murmured, burning to tell him just how badly she needed him.
He responded by biting her nipple, just enough for ripples of desire to course through her. His fingers moved in and out of her canal in a rhythmic pattern—first slow and steady, and then fast and sudden without giving her a moment to prepare. As his pace increased, she instinctively bit down on him, her moans releasing in deep waves and her thighs trembling in raw desire. Her legs stretched out and her toes curled around the bed covers.
He didn’t seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. He wasn’t slowing down and with every thrust of his fingers and every word he mumbled, she was growing weaker and weaker, her muscles and body searching for release and satisfaction at this overwhelming feeling in her core. His hand continued to focus on her mound, and his other traveled all around her body, caressing every bare curve, from her breasts to her buttocks. Right as she neared her climax, he suddenly stopped.
Meredith whimpered in response, an accumulation of all the tantalizing pleasure she had just felt and knowing her release was not coming just yet. He smirked at her reaction and moved back, looking at her with lust-filled eyes, and then he lowered his head to her stomach, kissing the skin on her lower abdomen. Each hand rested on either side of her hips and pinned her against the featherbed firmly, so she could hardly wriggle. Before she could figure out why he did so, his lips reached her sensitive bud of nerves and he began kissing, sucking, and licking her.
She gasped at the feeling of his tongue against her nub and his fingers caressed her opening in a teasing motion. Pleasure flowed through every vein of her body and her muscles spasmed as he continued to kiss and suck at her, all while never allowing her lower body to shift an inch. He took an intense pleasure in holding her down and forcing her to submit to his will.
Again, her wetness intensified, though she could hardly tell whether it was from her or Ethan’s actions. His tongue entered her and she finally tore free of his grasp. Her legs crossed over his shoulders around the nape of his neck as they locked around him, and her hands clutched his hair, pressing his lips deeper against her sex, her release reaching a new unprecedented threshold of pleasure. His glistening fingers raised to her lips once more as she took them into her mouth all over.
Right as she was about to reach her climax, he pulled away in a torturous gesture, allowing her to take a moment to catch her breath. When she had not felt his touch again, her eyes flickered open, readjusting to the light. She saw him standing there, before her, completely naked and erect. Her gaze traveled down to his erection and her wetness pulsed in desire at the size of him and knowing that she was the one causing him to feel this way. Only her.
He moved closer to her, and with both hands, seized her legs and spread them apart for him. She could feel the heat and lust emitting from both their bodies. Slowly, he lowered his toned frame on top of her, making sure not to crush her under his weight as he pressed soft kisses against her lips.
His hardness rested against her entrance and she maintained eye contact with him, knowing she wanted this. He wanted this. Her teeth captured her bottom lip in an expression that displayed to Ethan how badly she needed him. With that, he pushed down over her until the tip of his member rubbed against her sex in an enticingly slow search for her opening.
Then, without warning, Ethan pressed down harder, slipping inside of her and eliciting from her a low and raucous sound she had never heard before. The sound was synchronous with a throaty groan from Ethan, and her arms nestled above his muscular shoulder blades as beads of sweat trickled down his back. But he didn’t move. No, he remained utterly still, allowing for her body to adjust to his size.
