“Oh…my…Ethan. Ahh!” I gasped, my body trembled as his tongue tickled my clit. Unable to stop myself, I rocked my hips into his mouth, my eyelids feeling heavier as my body temp rose.
“Eat, baby,” he said, and feeling his lips vibrate against me as he spoke was almost too much for me.
“Yes.” Was all I could say before taking him back into my mouth, my hands caressing his balls, both of us moaning against each other.
Yes!
God, yes!
More!
I wanted more of him.
I wanted all of him.
I never wanted this to end.
ETHAN
Fuck. Why was she so damn beautiful?
Her moans were intoxicating.
The way she looked while being fucked, a thin layer of sweat on her white skin causing her blond hair to stick to her body, was divine.
I wanted to lose track of time kissing every part of her body. I wanted to see how many ways I could make her legs weak.
“Ethan...ah…please…oh…” she cried out, her palms so sweaty she was starting to slide on the kitchen floor…
The kitchen? Why are we in the kitchen?
Right. We’d come to get more food, but she had to tempt me with that cute small robe of hers. Which didn’t cover her ass when she bent over to get something from the fridge. Which led to this. Her on all fours and trying to stay that way as I rammed myself into her ass. Sweat rolled down my face, off my chin and onto her back with each thrust forward.
“I can’t—” Her hands slid and she went down, her breasts on the tiled floor, but I couldn’t stop. No, I needed her to scream out more. I wanted to be in her more, much more. So I sat up on my knees more and pulled her hips to me, holding them in place with my arm as I leaned on top of her, chest on her back.
“Ethan.” She drooled, lost in her sexual daze. “So good.” She kissed my chin, until her mouth got to my lips, and from there, our tongues roamed each other’s mouth.
“You are mine,” I said when we broke away, my hands wrapping around her neck. “Always…say it.”
“I’m…” She tried to close her eyes, trembling as I slammed into her ass.
“Say it.”
“I’m…yours…”
I pulled out slightly, trembling with her before thrusting back in, swallowing the saliva in my mouth to ask her, “For…how long? For how long are you mine?”
“Always,” she muttered.
“Louder!”
“I’m yours always!”
“Whose?” My grip tightened on her, my pace quickening.
“YOURS!” she screamed out and once she screamed she gave into the pleasure, the lust, the wildness in herself and kept screaming. “I’m yours! I’m yours, Ethan Callahan! Oh, fuck…yes...baby, yes! OH! ETHAN!”
She cried as she came forcefully, her legs bucking, taking me with her as she collapsed. Bracing myself onto my elbows, I kissed the side of her sweaty cheek.