She brushed her fingers down his jaw until she reached his full lips. He opened his mouth and slid his tongue down between her fingers, hot and wet, all the way to the V of their join, his eyes still locked on hers. God. Her knees softened and he spun her up, lifting her into his arms, and carried her to the couch. Then he sat, cradling her, and waited, heavy-lidded, watching her.
She twisted to straddle him, the T-shirt she’d borrowed riding up on her thighs as she settled against him, his cock rigid in his jeans between them. It was exactly what she’d wanted, but it wasn’t enough. She needed his hands on her. Needed him to start to move. She raised her hands over her head, knowing he would help, and he lifted the shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor.
Ethan breathed out roughly, murmuring her name in appreciation as his eyes roved over her, completely naked in his lap, then he reached behind his back and pulled his shirt off. He was everything she’d imagined. Her Shadows wove sensuously along his body as she skimmed her hands down his chest, exploring the taut ridges of his abdomen and the trail of dark hair leading into his jeans.
His muscles bunched as she touched them and she stroked her hands slowly back up, appreciating his solid strength, appreciating him, hard and hot and alive against her. She was naked in his lap, so much smaller than he was, both vulnerable and intensely powerful at the same time.
He clenched his hands on her hips, pulling her even closer, their Shadows throbbing as she leaned forward and ran her tongue slowly down his neck, tasting the salt on his skin before biting and nibbling along his collarbone, following with a soothing lick.
Suddenly he was done with letting her play. Done with letting her take the lead. He thrust one hand into her hair and used it to pull her back, taking control. “Do you want this, Kay?” he asked, voice rougher than sand.
“You know I do.”
He leaned forward, his lips almost touching hers. “Say it, then.”
God. Something in her melted. This was what she needed. For him to surround her. To take control. For him to recognize her strength, and then meet her with his own. Her limbs went languid as he held her up. “I want you, Ethan.”
She swallowed, then gave him the same choice. “Do you? Want this?”
“God, yes.” He closed the final millimeter and sealed his mouth over hers.
It was like nothing she’d ever felt before, not even their previous kisses. It was a symphony of heat and power. Of Shadows and skin. His mouth and hers lost together in a sensuous dance.
He slid his hands around her ribs and onto her breasts, flicking his thumbs softly back and forth, his climber’s callouses rough against the aching buds of her nipples. He pulled one, then the other, pinching them between his fingers with perfect stabs of pleasure as he owned her with his mouth, and she moaned at the rush of wet need aching between her thighs, lost in the multitude of sensations: his mouth, his hands, the fire building between them, and she ground herself against him, whimpering.
Ethan widened his legs under hers, opening her thighs, and her breath heaved brokenly, their kiss growing clumsy as he slid one hand down her side and over her hip, resting it for a moment in the crease of her groin. “God. Ethan.”
He grinned against her mouth, and then, ever so slowly, slid his hand between their bodies, gliding his fingers through her neat curls and dipping into her. His hand was so hot, his palm pressing hard against her clit, almost… exactly…. He pulled back, teasing her, and her hips thrust forward, following, still lost in the demanding power of his kiss.
He rewarded her with another touch, teasing and flirting, almost where she needed him, and then away again.
“Ethan,” she whimpered.
He trailed his lips along her jaw, down her neck, and sealed them on her throat with a hard, dragging suction at the same time as he finally pushed two fingers inside her, slowly withdrew them, and pushed in once more. Kay shuddered, gripping his wide shoulders, clinging desperately as she writhed in his lap.
He lifted his mouth to breathe against her skin, scrape it with his teeth. “Is this what you need, Kay? Tell me with words.”
She was barely able to. “Yes, I want… I….”
He growled against her neck. “Words, Kay.”
Her mind spun. She hadn’t imagined that he would be so demanding. So potent. It was everything she needed. “Please….”
Ethan dragged his mouth down to her breast and tugged on her nipple with his teeth, and she groaned, forcing out the words. “I need more.”
He curled his fingers inside her and started to thrust, moving his thumb to circle her clit and she gasped. She was spread so wide over him, her hips rocking helplessly, locked against the relentless pressure of his hand as he drew her breast deeper into his mouth.
The tingling in her spine built higher, her Shadows falling out of her, surrounded by his, every nerve in her body straining toward him.
He lifted his head from her breast and looked up at her with dark eyes as he rubbed tighter circles with his thumb. “Do it. Let go, I’ve got you.”
Scorching heat flooded over her in a wave of feverish Shadows. Her body clenched as she arched her back, shuddering and moaning his name as she came apart.
He stayed with her, holding her, milking out the last shivering convulsions of her body with his hands until she rested her forehead against his neck, sweating, both of them breathing hard.
Then he stood smoothly, lifting her, and carried her into the bedroom to lower her gently onto his bed. She lay naked, flushed and waiting as he stripped off the rest of his clothes and reached into the nightstand for a condom.
He looked down at her as he rolled it on. “Still yes?”
