I chuckle, squeezing my thighs and cupping his face. “Then shut up and kiss me.”
Ethan worships my mouth, throat, and neck. He grinds his hard cock against me, driving me more wild with each passing second. I drag my nails down his back as my body burns from the inside out.
“You make me crazy,” he mutters as his mouth trails down my chest.
My back arches as he lowers the cup of my bra and pulls my nipple into his mouth. The intense wave of pleasure has my breath hitching.
“Fuck, I can’t get enough. I want to devour every inch of you.” He moves to my other nipple, and the sensations are nonstop.
“I want you,” I hum. “Please.”
“I love hearing you beg. Makes me so goddamn hard.”
“You’re already hard,” I counter, teasingly.
“Impossible not to be when around you, baby.” He presses a final kiss between my breasts before climbing off the bed. “Bra and panties off. I can’t wait any longer. I’ll be sweet and gentle next time.”
My eyes widen in anticipation as I unhook my bra, then toss it to the side. As I take off my underwear, I admire every thick inch of him.
“Spread your legs, love. I wanna see that sweet pussy of yours.”
My cheeks redden as I move to the middle of the bed and obey his command. I love how demanding and eager he is. Ethan dips down and presses a soft kiss to my lips before he trails down my body and swipes his tongue over my slit. I’m all about foreplay and love Ethan’s mouth and fingers on me, but right now, I just want him to fuck me.
“Gonna get you ready for me, baby,” he says as I grow anxious. He thrusts two digits inside as he sucks my clit, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.
I fist the blankets and rock my hips against his face. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
Ethan groans as he sucks and licks me. He pushes his fingers in deeper and picks up speed.
“I wanna feel your cunt squeeze my fingers. You’re close,” he says, and I confirm with a nod.
“Rub my clit steady and slow,” I direct. That gets me there every time.
Ethan immediately moves there, and within minutes, I’m pushed over the edge and moaning his name.
“Yes, that’s my girl.” He licks my arousal as I come back down. “So goddamn sweet.”
“I need you.” I bite my lower lip, nearly begging when he grasps his dick and presses it against my entrance.
He meets my gaze, and the intensity is almost too much. “I’m not going anywhere, love.”
Chapter Nineteen
ETHAN
This was not how I anticipated tonight going, and the fact that Harper’s frantically begging for me makes the past week of misery a thousand percent worth it.
Hearing her say she loves me?
I thought I was gonna die.
Never did I think she’d confess that, and now that she has, I can’t stop hearing those words repeat in my head.
The way I feel for Harper is almost indescribable, and it consumes every part of me. Harper’s my forever.
“I need you.” Harper pleads as I stroke myself and get ready for her.
I slide my cock in her juices before pushing against her pussy. “I’m not going anywhere, love.”
As I squeeze her thigh, I slowly thrust inside, inch by inch, feeling how wet she is for me. Harper’s moans echo, and when she mutters my name, I’m a goner. The first time we slept together was amazing, but we were drunk. This already feels a million times better.
Knowing she loves me.
Knowing this won’t be the last time.
Knowing she’s mine.
“So good,” I grunt, pulling out before slamming back in. She claws at my arms, moving me closer. As she wraps her legs around me, she digs her ankles into my back, and we rock together. “You feel that? That’s you and me.”
“It’s incredible,” she mutters as my lips brush hers. “I never knew it could be this way.”
“I did…” I move to her ear and swipe my tongue along her neck. “I knew it would be with you.”
“I wish you would’ve told me sooner.”
“You knew the first time we were together.”
“I screwed it up.”
I abruptly kiss her. “No. It doesn’t matter, babe. We’re here now.”
Years of waiting, of wondering if or when, of worrying if the risk would be worth it, and it was.
It was so worth it.
Our bodies mold together as we kiss, moan, and touch. The love I have for Harper takes over, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to make her the happiest woman alive. To please her. To make sure she never questions my intentions.
“You’re close,” I murmur, falling back on my knees so I can slide my hand between us. Rubbing her clit, I slow my strokes so I can watch it build over her.
“Oh my God, yes…”