Page 81 of Enthrall Secrets
Laughing, I relaxed and let my head rest against his chest, my thighs parting slightly.
He nuzzled into my hair. “You smell amazing.”
He reached around my waist and his hands dipped lower, cupping me between my thighs. That first caress of his fingers sent pleasure coursing through me. He tenderly explored, easing apart my folds and flicking my clit with a brilliant precision, slowly at first and then faster, setting a perfect rhythm.
My inner wetness grew as his fingers continued their delicate strumming, his breaths heavy with desire.
He let out a long sigh. “I feel pleasure. Just can’t get the fucking thing up.”
Guilt washed over me that I was about to go where he couldn’t, rise higher than he ever would, my thighs trembling, my back arching as I neared climax.
I nudged his hand away.
His left hand gripped my throat in a strike of power.
Just as Danton had once done.
I froze.
“Ethan?” His name slipped from me like a quiet plea.
His show of domination sent me reeling and had my clit throbbing for more. I pushed back letting him know I liked his flash of dominance.
“This is not about you, Scarlet.” He let go of my throat and plunged his fingers between my thighs again, flicking.
I gripped the tub as bliss stole my ability to resist rising higher. “Ethan.”
“Come for me.”
Letting go, spine arching, I gave him what he demanded of me and came hard, writhing against him, my thoughts scattering as I climaxed, my sex clenching for him, my heart aching that I’d never feel him inside me.
This was the intimacy I’d craved when I’d first met him and it blew my mind we’d made it here, to this place of closeness and understanding. He had been my enemy, this man who had threatened to destroy my world, and yet now Ethan was fulfilling it in the most glorious way.
Drifting in and out of bliss, we stayed in the bath for a while, topping up the water as both heat and time evaporated, continuing to comfort each other.
He explored me further, sending me into a frenzy as he pumped two fingers inside me while his right hand flicked my clit, slowly at first, and then fast enough to cause my body to go rigid as another orgasm consumed me.
As I came again and again, I realized Ethan needed so very much to see he could still pleasure a woman…see he was still desirable.
I wanted to give him more of me and see him healed.
We let the water drain from the bath and stepped out, taking our time drying each other off. The continued intimacy was what we both needed, as though the cruelness of today could be endured no other way.
Not wanting to be apart, we headed off to bed together. I’d taken such pleasure in decorating my tranquil room with its refined Asian design. The leather headboard added the final touch of simple comfort, the lighting soft and inviting.
We lay facing each other with our heads resting on the two plush pillows, snuggled cozily beneath the satin duvet and holding hands like lovers who’d known each other for years - not like a couple who’d been going at each other in an argument just this morning.
“How are you doing?” he whispered.
“Good.” I smiled at him.
“I like being with you.”
“This is all very unexpected. One minute you’re threatening to shut my club down and the next we’re in bed.”
“That’s how I roll, baby.”
He made me laugh.
