Page 73 of Always Been You

Without waiting for permission from her brain, her tear ducts acted on their own accord and she felt a drop slip down her cheek.

Ethan's brow creased. "Jess?"

"I missed you," she admitted as another tear fell down her face.

Needing to show him just how much she'd missed him, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his neck. When she did, her nipples brushed against his skin and the sensation caused her core to spasm around his body embedded deeply inside of her. His fingers gripped her as he inhaled sharply.

"Is this okay?" She asked against his salty skin.

"Yes."

He let his head drop back, giving her greater access, and she began to trail her mouth along the vein that always popped out when he was mad or turned on. She licked up the side of his neck and nibbled as she went back down. Using his good arm, his hand roamed her thigh, her back, her neck, and her hip.

She could feel him expanding inside of her. His member pulsed against her walls that cocooned him. Having him fill her up so completely forcing herself to keep her hips still while she kissed his neck was a different kind of erotic. It was a slow build that soon had her fighting the urge to squirm.

When her need reached critical mass, she sat up and breathlessly asked, "Can I move yet?"

"Touch yourself."

"What?"

His eyes lowered down to where their bodies were intimately joined. "Touch yourself."

She trailed her fingers down his chiseled chest on their way to his appointed destination. Her gaze stayed trained on Ethan's face as she watched him watch her. Seeing the way he looked at her emboldened her and she spread her thighs farther apart as she slid her finger between her lips and began rubbing her swollen, sensitized nub.

She set the rhythm that she knew would bring her to climax the fastest and when she did, her body began milking him.

"Fuck, that's hot," he groaned as he gripped her hips tighter.

That was all it took for her to go up and over the edge. She tried to stay as still as possible as wave after wave of release enveloped her.

When the last spasm rocked through her and she drifted back to the present she opened her eyes and saw Ethan staring back at her.

"Did you..."

He let out a small chuckle. "Yeah."

"Good." She smiled as she snuggled into her favorite position, lying her head on his shoulder.

With his good arm he ran his hand up and down her thigh and it was as if nothing else existed. It was just the two of them. She held onto him, clinging to the moment. She thought about telling him how she felt but decided that she didn’t want the bubble they were floating in to burst.

If she could stop time, this would be the second she chose to freeze. She didn’t know what their future held, or even what was going to happen tomorrow, but right now, everything was right in the world.

25

Ethan flipped off the television. "Jess, we need to talk."

There was no answer.

"Jess! We need to talk!" Ethan called out a little louder.

"I heard you the first time," she yelled from the kitchen.

"Then why didn't you answer me?" he said beneath his breath.

"I did, Oscar," she responded sassily.

Oscar was her newest “clever” nickname for him. She found it very amusing as did the many visitors that stopped by. Him...not so much.

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