Page 64 of Awakening

“You feel so fucking perfect,” he whispers into my ear as he moves inside me. I wrap my arms and legs around him, and just as he said, I love how full I feel. I can’t remember ever feeling anything like this before. He takes my hands, raises them above my head, and laces our fingers together. His eyes connect with mine as he brings me so close to orgasm again, only to withdraw and make me wait. “I love you, Olivia,” he says, just before bringing his soft lips to mine in a slow and sensual kiss.

He breaks our kiss as I feel myself start to tighten around him. He lowers his forehead to mine as a growl escapes his chest right before kissing his way down to the valley of my neck and aggressively sucking the sensitive skin into his mouth. I scream out and cling to him. There isn’t a single inch of my body that doesn’t pulse through my overwhelming orgasm. Just when I think I’m about to come down from the pleasure, he increases his pace, bringing the second wave to wash over me as he releases inside me.

He stays inside me as his forehead rests on mine and our breathing calms. “Are you okay?” he asks.

“I’m…yes, I think,” I say with a light laugh. He pulls out of me, rolls to his side, and then pulls me to him so my breasts are flush with his warm, hard chest. He grins as he brushes the hair off my face and then kisses me.

“So, this is how our love feels, huh?” I ask and raise my eyebrow.

“It is.”

“It’s…intense.”

He nods. “Very.”

“Is it always like this with us? The sex? Is it always so?—”

“Yes.”

“You’re a man of few words right now,” I say with a smile.

“I think we just said it all, didn’t we?” he says, staring into my eyes.

I sit up in bed and scoot to the edge. He gently takes my wrist. “Where are you going?”

“Just to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

“Don’t be long,” he says, kissing the small of my back before releasing my wrist.

I go to the attached bathroom, closing the door behind me. My eyes widen as I look at my disheveled state. My hair is wild, my face is flushed and my lips are pink and swollen. I shake my head and grin as I examine my body and see several red marks left behind by Ethan’s greedy mouth. The one that stands out the most is the one in the curve of my neck. I pull my hair behind my shoulder to examine the area Ethan suckled so voraciously.

As I get closer to the mirror, something catches my eye. There are what look like two half-moon shapes in the curve of my neck, which are red, and appear to be inflamed at the moment. How have I never noticed this? Did I get a tattoo? I continue to eye the strange mark as I clean up.

When I walk back into the bedroom Ethan is lying on his back with one arm behind his raised head while he waits for me. Even though I have no doubt we’ve been in this position countless times before, it feels like the first time for me, and I’m suddenly feeling very exposed. I cross my arms over my chest as I make my way back to the bed, sliding in quickly and pulling the sheet over my breasts.

Ethan rolls over to face me. “No,” he says, pulling the sheet away from me, exposing my naked body again.

“Ethan.” I reach for the sheet, but he shakes his head and takes my hand in his to pull the sheet away.

“No hiding from me, Olivia.”

“I just…I feel?—”

“I’ve seen you naked before, Liv. A lot. I love your body. Please don’t hide it from me.”

“It all just feels new to me, like the first time.”

“It’s far from the first time for us, baby. You know, our first time was actually your idea.”

I turn my head to him, my eyes wide in surprise. “It was?” I’m not exactly shy in the bedroom, and I like to initiate, but I can’t imagine initiating the first time with someone as dominant as Ethan.

“Yep. One of the best nights of my life.” He pulls me into his warm body and kisses me gently. The kiss may be gentle, but our naked proximity is bringing his erection to life again, and his hold on me tightens. He takes a deep breath and pulls me closer again. “I think that’s enough talking for now,” he says, then kisses me, wasting no time brushing his tongue beyond my lips.

“Ethan, wait,” I say, pulling away before my mind completely fogs over with desire for him. His chest rumbles in a growling sound as his hands roam my body and his arousal hardens against me. “I have a question.”

He nods. “Okay.”

“What is this between my shoulder and neck?” I move my hair over to show him the two half-moon shapes. “Is this like a tattoo or something?”

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