“You’d better,” I managed to agree.
The tip of his tongue met my clit, then traced around it slowly.
Mind-blowingly slowly.
I arched.
He did it again.
I dragged him closer to me, pulling him to my core harder as I gasped out a curse.
He licked me again.
And again.
And again.
Until I was swearing at him and ordering him to make me come.
Until he slid a finger inside me, and I climaxed on his hand and face so hard that he had to growl at me to breathe.
My hips were still rocking and my pleasure still dissipating when he started licking me again, letting his teeth in to play just a little as he took me back to the edge quickly. He added another finger, fucking me with both of them until I cameagain.
I hadno ideaI could feel that good.
He kept going until I came on three of his fingers. Then four.
It wasn’t enough for me.
I didn’t know what the hell he’d possessed me with—emotions, maybe—but I wantedhim.
Sitting up, I pulled him with me.
His expression was so hot, I could’ve melted.
I pushed him to his back on the couch and climbed onto his lap, lining his erection up with my entrance.
“Maya,” he started, and licked his bottom lip.
The lower half of his face was slick with my pleasure, and the rumble of his chest as he tasted me on his skin made me needier.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
“No.Hellno. I just want to see your eyes.”
Oh.
Well, that wasn’t crazy.
It would take some trust, though. A lot of trust, because I still wasn’t interested in a mate bond. Just sex. With emotions, apparently, because I was definitely having feelings.
“You’ll leave your glasses on?” I asked.
“I will.”
“Okay.” I let out a soft breath and pulled my sunglasses off, tossing them behind me and looking at Ethan. Or at myself, in the reflection on his glasses.
I wanted to see his eyes, too. But I wanted security and freedom more.
