Page 37 of Faking the Play

And then Ethan was there, pushing me back against the door as he claimed my mouth. His hands were desperate as they tugged at my clothes, searching for the way to get my dress off. The teasing we’d had between us at the party when he got me off didn’t exist here, and I understood why. I didn’t want him to change things though. This side of him was as much a part of who he was as the humor, and I wanted all of it. All of him.

I followed his lead, letting my hands move over the hard planes of his chest and across his shoulders. He wasn’t as bulky as Ryan, but he was a little bulkier than Logan. Comfortably in the middle, which described a lot of Ethan’s traits.

I didn’t spend too much time comparing. He felt too good, all that hard muscle pressing against me, the wet slick of his tongue tangling with mine. His fingers twisted in my hair, pulling my head to the side as his lips left mine and burned a trail across my jaw and down my throat.

Somehow, we made our way to my bed, losing our clothes in the process. It wasn’t until I was on my back, staring up at Ethanas he knelt by my feet, that I realized he was seeing me naked for the first time. Despite what I’d already done with the other guys, this was the first time I’d been completely nude with any of them. I waited for the inevitable embarrassment, the apologies I felt like I needed to make because my breasts weren’t bigger, my hips a little curvier, but it didn’t come.

It never came.

The heat from Ethan’s gaze warmed me, and the unmistakable desire in his eyes fed the warmth inside me that turned my nipples into hard little points and made my core ache.

And then I let my own eyes roam, and everything in me tightened.

He was perfect.

And I didn’t mean that his skin was unblemished, but rather that the scars on his sculpted body turned him from a flawless work of art to something even more beautiful. They wrote his strength on his skin in a way that even his defined muscles couldn’t. As he got older, no matter how hard he worked to keep his physique, he’d eventually lose that definition, put on some weight, but those scars would always be there, showing that he had survived.

“Touch yourself,” he said hoarsely. “I don’t know how long I’ll last this time.”

I immediately obeyed, cupping my breasts with both hands and lightly pinching my nipples the way I liked. Then I moved one hand, sliding it down my stomach to the curls between my legs. If Ethan had a problem with the fact that I wasn’t completely bare, he didn’t say anything.

In fact…

My eyes dropped to where he slowly fisted his cock. Like with everything else, he was right in the middle when it came to size. Longer than Ryan, but a little thinner. Shorter than Logan, but alittle thicker. My pussy clenched as I imagined what it was going to feel like to have him inside me.

I parted my lower lips with two fingers, opening myself up to his gaze. He muttered a curse, his fingers stopping on the base of his shaft as he squeezed it. Taking that as encouragement, I ran my middle finger down my slit, dipping inside before taking that moisture up to my clit. My eyes fluttered closed as I teased that sensitive bud with light circles, just enough pressure to send little ripples of pleasure dancing across my nerves.

“Don’t ever fake it with me.”

Ethan’s words had my eyes opening. “What?”

“If I get off and you haven’t come yet, you tell me.” He picked up a condom he’d gotten from somewhere. “I’ll make sure you get there. I don’t ever want you feeling like you have to pretend to soothe my male ego. I want you to be honest with me, no matter what.”

Something that felt like a hell of a lot more than affection squeezed my heart.

“I promise,” I said as I spread my legs wider and moved my hand lower to slide two fingers inside me.

I made a soft sound at the slight stretch but kept working them in and out, knowing I’d take him easier that way. I hadn’t done anything in the way of prep before having sex with Ryan and I’d been sore afterward. I had a feeling Ethan and I were going to go more than once tonight, so I needed to be smart about it.

“You ready for me, baby?” He inched closer. “That pussy nice and wet?”

I pulled my fingers out, moving them up to my clit to start playing with it. “Why don’t you come find out?”

He grinned and I saw the last of the shadows leave him. When he leaned over me, propping himself up on one arm, I only saw good things in the dark depths of his eyes. Holding himself steady with one hand, he eased his way into me with a singlesmooth motion that suggested he had more control than he’d claimed.

As he filled me, I reached up and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. We found our rhythm quickly, bodies moving in that perfect point and counterpoint that pressed in all the right places. Luck or coincidence or fate, I didn’t know, but as I rushed toward release, I wasn’t going to complain.

“Close,” he gasped against my lips, his hips starting to fall out of sync.

I nodded, squeezing my eyes closed as I tried to keep up. I was almost there when he jerked against me, his cock swelling inside me. His words echoed in my head and I resisted the urge to pretend that I was already there. Instead, I kept moving against him, taking him deep as I locked my legs around him. Using the leverage, I ground up against him, getting the extra friction I needed on my clit to tip me over edge just as he finished spending himself inside me.

He held me as I came apart, murmuring my name and running soothing hands over my body. When we collapsed in a tangle of limbs, he rested his head on my chest and I found my hand automatically moving to stroke his hair. Maybe I should’ve felt guilty for having sex with him in my childhood bed, but as the sweat cooled on our bodies, the only thing I could really think was how glad I was that I’d been able to be here for him when he needed me.

Chapter twenty

Amelia

Even though I’d told Ethan that we could stay for as long as he wanted, he got a call that next morning saying that Mia had checked herself out against medical advice. He’d texted her, but when she responded with just a request for money, he decided that it would be better for the two of us to just go back to CSU.

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