Page 90 of Enthrall Secrets
I smiled.
“The pain that was lodged in my chest for years is gone. Completely gone. The memories are there, but Cameron did this ninja trick on the way I connect to those memories and I feel free of guilt for the first time since…”
“I’m so relieved.” Rolling onto my side I rested my head on his chest. “I stayed at Chrysalis the entire time and was pacing constantly. Nearly gatecrashed your therapy.”
“I’d have been like,” he raised his hand, “welcome to the party. Pull up a chair. The circus is in town.”
“Was it scary?”
“At first. Then, halfway through the week we just sat around eating pizza and chatting about life like we were old buddies. Until the late night sessions resumed. Richard shared his experience with me of what Cameron had done to him. I got off lightly, apparently.”
“Richard lost someone close to him, too.”
“He told me about his fiancée’s death.”
“Cameron wanted you to see it was possible.”
“I’d been ignoring the symptoms for so long.” He reached low and caressed his erection. “I can’t believe it.”
“I’m so relieved you got to see the good work we do.” I cringed. “That didn’t come out right. You’re more to me than that.”
“I get what you’re saying.”
I lifted my head and looked toward the door.
Ethan followed my gaze. “We won’t be disturbed.”
“Oh?”
“Cameron told me we can stay here all weekend if we like.”
“He’s not here?”
“Left before you arrived. He wanted us to have privacy.”
My head crashed back onto the pillow. “We have the weekend together?”
“If you want.”
I beamed at him. “I want.”
“I missed you. You were my motivation. All I could think of was being able to please you, Scarlet.”
Sliding down beneath the covers, I lowered myself between his thighs and then glanced up at him. His eyelids closed as I took him in my mouth. Lapping and sucking, I found the equivalent of a G-spot between where his balls met his shaft, making him writhe. To slow him down a little, I concentrated on the head of his cock, my tongue circling it until his breaths were short and sharp, and pre-cum beaded at the tip.
“Scarlet,” he said. “You’re a miracle worker.”
Gently, I pulled on his balls and felt him go still beneath me, my other hand working him up and down in unison with my mouth.
“I’m close.”
“Let me drink you.”
Ethan groaned loudly, clutching at the sheets as his hips bucked, his warmth filling my mouth. I swallowed, thrilled to see him so enraptured, so carried away with bliss.
His body shuddered and he cried out.
I moved up next to him and rested my head on his chest, watching him carefully, knowing an emotional floodgate might be released at any moment.
