on my bed and hovering over top.
I bend my legs around him, running my fingers through his thick hair with one hand, and reach down with the other, feeling his hard cock. I pop the button of his jeans, feeling the force of his erection. He lifts his hips up, helping me take his pants off. His tongue pushes past my lips and I slide my hand up his thigh, feeling the full length of his cock through his boxers.
Fuck, that thing is going to destroy me in the best way.
He moves back, kissing his way down my body, and I gasp when his tongue circles my nipple. Not stopping, he continues down, trailing kisses down my stomach, going right past my core, teasing me as he licks and sucks at the tender flesh of the inside of my thigh. He turns his head, breath warm through the thin material of my lace underwear, making me shiver with intense desire for him.
I lift my head off the mattress, needing to see him as he hooks his fingers through either side of my underwear. He kisses my stomach at the same time as he pulls them down. Then he’s back up on me, lips on mine with his hand between my legs. His deft fingers sweep over my clit, and I let out a soft moan. He rubs me slowly, teasing, building up my pleasure until I’m desperate for a rougher touch. As soon as I get to that point, he dives down, mouth against me.
I ball the blankets in one hand and put the other on Ethan’s head, pressing his face against me. He spreads my legs, putting one over his shoulder, and goes back to work. Licking. Sucking. Kissing. My breath quickens as I get closer and closer to coming. Ethan, who knows exactly how close I am, slips a finger inside and goes right for my G-spot, putting slight pressure against my inner walls as he rubs me in rhythm with his tongue.
That’s all it takes, and I moan as the orgasm makes its way through me. Ethan keeps his mouth on me, flicking my clit with his tongue and drawing it out even longer. Suddenly, I’m hit with another orgasm, and my body shudders from the overload of pleasure.
The only time I’ve come that hard was from a one-on-one session with my vibrator after I polished off two bottles of Pinot Grigio after re-reading a hot scene in my favorite romance novel three times. I’m far from a virgin, but I’ve had a hard time connecting with anyone on an intimate level like this. Usually, right when I’m about to come, my orgasm laughs and walks right out the door.
Things are different with Ethan, partly because he’s well-versed in women’s bodies, but also because he sees me—the real me—and hasn’t run for the hills.
Gently, he pulls away and moves on top of me. My legs are shaking, and stars blur my vision. I wrap my arms around Ethan and pull him to me, needing to feel his heart beating against mine.
He moves my hair out of my face and kisses me softly. I can taste myself on his lips and it’s so fucking hot. I bend my knees and run my hands down his back and grab the waistband of his boxers. I push it down as far as I can reach, and Ethan quickly takes them off the rest of the way. He’s back between my legs, and the wet tip of his cock presses against me.
His mouth goes to my neck and I bring a hand down, wrapping my fingers around his thick cock, aligning it with my pussy. I rub the tip over my clit, sending a pulse of pleasure through me. I’m still riding high on the last orgasm he gave me, but dammit, I want another. I’m a greedy bitch like that, I know, and I don’t fucking care.
He lifts himself up just so he can take my hand and move it to the mattress at my side. Eyes meeting mine for a fleeting moment, he kisses me right as he pushes that big, beautiful cock inside me. I cry out, hands landing on his back and nails digging into his flesh as he thrusts in, slow and deep.
His cock is big, filling every inch of me. A bit of pain radiates through me but is quickly replaced by pleasure. Ethan slowly pulls out and pushes back in again. I buck my