And he knew he could give her something that, for all his wealth, could never be purchased. A loving family to call her own.
Her mouth opened, her tongue curling against his. The gesture was somehow shy, as though she wasn’t sure of herself in the relationship any longer. He deepened the kiss, cradling the back of her head, his fingers entwined in the silk of her hair.
His heart hammered as she lay in his arms, their mouths fused. He ran his free hand along her delicate neck and shoulders, the warm skin supple beneath his palm. All this…all of her… She was his.
They pulled each other’s clothes off, the fabric landing haphazardly around them. When Kerri tipped him backward, he went with it, lying back and looking up as she moved over him, her beautiful breasts swaying gently. He brushed his fingertips over the pointed nipples. She shivered, but kept moving until she covered his large hard body as much as she could with her small and soft one.
She ran her hands over his chest, and he held still, not wanting to destroy the intimacy. Something had shifted between them. The air was thick and syrupy, making him dizzy with its sweetness. Her scent hung heavily, all woman and arousal.
Suddenly she left him. He had an instant to register the cool air blowing over his torso and belly before her mouth closed over the head of his cock. He jerked at the moist wet sensation.
She sucked him deep inside, her cheeks hollowing, licking him and running her lips over his super sensitive erection. He thought he’d go insane from the intense pleasure, but he held on even as a sense of guilt came over him. This was her birthday, and he was the one who should be giving her pleasure, not the other way around.
But when he tried to change their positions, she gripped his wrists hard and pushed them against the floor. Ethan gave himself up to it while Kerri did everything in her power to make him lose his mind.
She increased the pace and grazed his balls lightly with her fingernails. Control went out the window and the most amazing pleasure ripped through him like lightning.
Eventually his breathing settled. He put his arms around Kerri. “My god, it’s your birthday, not mine.”
The smile she gave him was so tender his heart bled. “But you’ve already given me the best present, Ethan. Thank you.”
He cupped her face and kissed her, tasted his pleasure on her lips. She devoured him, still hungry. Her body was humming with desire, primed and ready.
His cock swelled with the need to satisfy her. His knuckles brushed the folds between her thighs, and he groaned at how wet she was.
“Ride me, Kerri,” he said, his voice strained. “Use me for your pleasure.”
Heavy-lidded, she looked at him. Her gaze darkened with sharp, intense desire. “All right.”
Her eyes on his, she put a condom on him and lowered herself slowly over him, taking in his cock, killing him inch by slow inch. She started moving, testing different rhythms and speed. Her gorgeous breasts swayed over him, the
ir nipples like berries.
Boldly, she took his hand and put it between their bodies. “Touch me. Make me feel good.”
Then she angled her hips so she was bumping into his eager thumb every time she took him deep inside. Streaks of white-hot pleasure tightened in his belly. Jesus, get a grip. This is for Kerri.
Breaths shuddered out of her, her skin glistening with exertion. Ethan gripped her perfectly-shaped ass with his free hand and matched her frantic pace. Her face twisted, she arched her back as a powerful orgasm hit her.
Her inner muscles milked him, and he couldn’t hold on anymore. He clenched his teeth as he came hard within her.
She went boneless over him. He held her tightly and finally understood what it meant to be slain by a woman.
*
After repairing her makeup, Kerri sat and listened to Ethan sing “Happy Birthday.” He had the loveliest baritone voice. Was there anything this man couldn’t do well?
She blew out the candles—a new set, since the first had melted into uneven puddles.
I wish this would never end.
Even as she had the thought, she knew it was selfish. Ethan had never said anything about permanence. Their relationship was supposed to last only until they found someone else. Still, if only for this day, she was glad she had agreed to his proposal.
“I should probably call and let Natalie know I’m all right,” Kerri said around a mouthful of cake. It seemed like the most delicious thing she’d ever had.
“Just send her a text. A short one. Let’s keep this time for ourselves.”
Kerri sighed. “I sort of ruined it, didn’t I?”