I twisted my hand free and moved off his chest and crawled down. I wanted to suck him. I liked it when I could fit him whole in my mouth, and he hardened against my tongue.
I positioned myself on my knees between his legs and he groaned and widened his thighs before I’d even touched him. I held his hips and took him in my mouth, lapping around his length.
I looked up to find Ethan propped on his elbows, his intense stare on me. He responded quickly and soon he was deep at the back of my throat. I moaned, and found his eyes with mine, knowing how he liked me to look at him.
“No, Anna.” He pulled away from me, and before I knew it I was on my back and Ethan had his fingers against my clit.
“Ethan, I want you in my mouth.”
“I want inside you more. I know you’re ready for me.” He kept his fingers moving across my clit as he pushed into me. “You always get so wet from sucking me.” He rocked into me now in a perfect rhythm. “Do you know how hot that is? I don’t have to do anything to get you wet, do I? I just have to lie there and get my dick sucked and you’re ready for me.”
“Oh, Ethan, stop. It’s too much,” I screamed. The sight of his muscles shifting beneath his skin, how it felt as he held himself back—he was doing everything he could not to come right that second. It was so good, so right.
“I’m never going to stop, beautiful, I’m going to fuck you for the rest of our days.”
I was grabbing at him, urging him closer, deeper despite my words. I clung to his shoulders, my nails pushing into his skin, I needed to be closer to him, still. The feel of my nails on his skin increased the ecstasy of it all, the pleasure andthe pain merging and multiplying. I stretched my legs wider and moved my hips to meet his so they crashed into each other—skin slapping against skin, flesh digging into flesh.
“That’s it, beautiful, I can feel you so tight, so needy,” he growled against my cheek before he licked across my lips, lapping at my moans. It was dirty and urgent. “Look at me, I want to see those beautiful eyes cloud over when you come.”
I knew as soon as I opened my eyes, I’d be lost to him. The feel of him over me, pinning me to the bed . . . the smell of him—sweat and sex mixed together—if I looked at him, that would be it. But I couldn’t deny him anything and slowly I did as he asked. My body tensed and then juddered and my nails broke into his skin. I couldn’t hold back as I screamed, “Ethan, Ethan, Ethan.”
He was there too, managing to hold off for just long enough to watch the beginning of my climax as he loved to do. His blood throbbed beneath his skin, transferring his heat to me—he was sweaty and panting and his jaw tensed as he poured into me.
“Oh, beautiful,” he cried and his head dropped to my neck.
Eventually, our breathing synchronized and slowed but he made no attempt to move. And I didn’t want him to. I loved him on top of me like that—heavy, vulnerable and all mine.
“Do you mind if I stay here forever?” he asked.
“Not even a little bit,” I whispered.
He nuzzled against my neck and then licked across the still throbbing pulse. “You taste so good,” he mumbled. “I want to taste you every day, forever.”
“Soon,” I said, turning my head to give him better access to my neck.
He took full advantage and his teeth grazed against my skin. “You’re mine,”
“I am.”
“Forever,” he said as he bit into my skin.
At some point we fell asleep because I woke up too hot, Ethan’s arms still tight around me. I tried to move him off me without disturbing him but it didn’t work. “Again, beautiful?” he mumbled and pulled me closer to him.
“I need to go to the bathroom, let me go.” His limbs relaxed and I was able to pull away.
It was gone 8 a.m. when I checked the clock. I wanted to make the most of the day so when I got back in bed, I reached between our bodies and stroked his semi-erect cock to life. In response, Ethan mumbled incoherently, his eyes still closed. He usually woke before me, so seeing him like this, before he was alert and ready for the world was new. I pushed him gently onto his back and sat astride him before taking him in my fist and guiding him into to me.
“Fuck, baby,” he continued to mumble, his eyes still closed, as I slowly lowered myself onto him. I could feel him inside me, hardening still, and I let out a small moan as I started to raise and lower myself. He was so deep inside me with me on top. I sat back on my heels, pushing as low as I could and I circled my hips.
Ethan’s eyes suddenly sprang open. “Shit!”
I smiled at him. “It’s your 8 a. m. wake-up call, sir. Is there anything else I can do for you?” I asked as I pressed my palms against his stomach and lifted myself higher.
His hands went straight to my hips to pull me down. “Do you want me on your cock, sir? You want to be deep inside me?” I let him push me onto his cock as he took over my rhythm and thrust his hips up so I didn’t have to move at all.
“Jesus, Anna, what are you? Shit.” He was wide awake, responding to my grinding against him, his eyes huge and wandering from my face down my body to where we were joined and back up, always checking for my reaction to whatever he was doing to my body.
“That’s it, Ethan, right there,” I screamed as he pounded into me faster and faster. I wanted to stay like that forever, circling the mountain, just before the pleasure peaked. I collapsed onto his chest and his hands cupped my ass, keeping me in place as he continued to pump in and out of me, dragging me further and further toward my orgasm.
