Twisting in his arms, I straddle his lap and crush my lips to his. This kiss is like a fuse setting my entire being alight from the inside out.
“I thought you’d never ask, sir.” I slide off his bodyand sink to my knees in front of him, saved from the rough floorboards by the lush rug beneath me.
He watches me unbutton his slacks, lifting his hips to help me get them down. Leaning forward, I swirl my tongue over his crown, moaning again when I taste his pre-cum. His breathing hitches as I take him into my mouth as far as I can until I gag.
“Fuck, little devil, you take my cock so well.”
My pussy clenches at his praise. His hands drop to my head, but he lets me set the pace, worshipping his cock with my tongue and fisting the rest of him that I can’t fit in my mouth. I gaze up at him through my lashes, loving the look of unadulterated bliss and hunger as he watches me.
When his thick cock swells, he grunts out a strained warning, but I’m desperate for his taste and I take a deep breath through my nose before sucking him as far as I can take him. He mutters a curse before losing control and thrusting into my mouth. His actions have my panties soaked and I moan around him as he spills down my throat.
I pull off his spent cock, using my finger to wipe up the mess dripping from my lips, and smile seductively as I suck it into my mouth.
Ethan watches me in rapture, his breathing laboured as he comes down from his high. He leans over and cups my cheek, kissing me deeply, not caring about his seed on my tongue.
“I fucking love kissing you,” he murmurs against my lips, and I think it’s a throw away line, but damn if it doesn’t have my heart soaring. “But I love worshipping your body even more.”
His hands slip under the hem of my hoodie and he liftsit over my head, groaning with appreciation when he sees I have nothing underneath. My nipples pebble under his heated gaze, and he wastes no time leaning in to capture one in his warm mouth, playing with the barbell.
My head drops back, pushing them into his touch, my core pulsing with need. One hand comes up to play with the other piercing, while the other runs a delicious trail down my spine, causing me to shiver in pleasure. Ethan knows exactly how to play my body.
Gently pushing me back as he laps at one breast and then the other, he lays me out on the plush rug, kissing his way down my body as he hooks his fingers in the waistband of my leggings. After tossing them to the side, he runs a single finger through my slick core, a soft growl rumbling in his chest.
“Is this pussy wet for me?” he asks, nipping at the inside of my thigh, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to leave a mark.
It steals my breath away, and I nod.
“Words, Leni,” he rumbles.
“Yes, sir,” I pant, then all the oxygen is sucked from my body when he buries his head between my thighs.
If there were a championship for oral sex, this man would win, hands down. He alternates licking and sucking my pussy, and when he grazes my clit with his teeth before swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud, I cry out and bury my fingers in his hair.
“Fuck,” I practically scream. “Yes, Ethan… Right there… Oooh.”
“That’s it, baby. I love it when you say my name.” He slips one finger inside me as he fucks me harder withhis tongue. The sensation is overwhelming, and I writhe underneath him, practically suffocating him with my thighs.
“Ethan!” I cry louder. “Oh my God… Yes.”
Spurred on by my encouragement, he renews his ministrations with vigour, and when he adds a second finger, curling them both to hit the sweet spot while sucking on my clit, my orgasm hits me with the force of a thousand suns. My body trembles, every nerve ending set alight by the endorphins coursing through me.
“I’m not finished with you yet, little devil,” he murmurs, kissing up my body.
His lips find mine as he lifts my leg and thrusts inside me, and I’m worried my heart is going to give way, it’s racing so fast. Our bodies mould together as if we were made for one another, and the weight of his body grounds me in the moment. I’ve never felt more connected to a person, not only in the literal sense as he finds a delicious rhythm that has my toes curling, but in the spiritual sense where I think everything in our pasts has led us to this very moment.
Afterwards, as we lie naked in front of the fireplace wrapped around each other, I rest my chin on his pecs, smiling softly as he brushes hair from my face. “Thank you for inviting me here this weekend.”
The playful grin he offers me in return makes him appear ten years younger. “Thank you for agreeing to come.”
“Everything feels so easy with you,” I tell him. “So natural.”
He runs his thumb over my kiss-swollen lips. “It does.”
My mouth tugs into a cheeky smirk, and I nip at his thumb. “The sex is incredible.”
“It is,” he agrees, his body vibrating with his deep chuckle.
“The conversation isn’t too bad,” I tease, squirming when his free hand squeezes my waist.
