Page 56 of Unfolding Ethan

He pulled away, smirking at me, and raked his eyes over my body. “They look pretty up there. In fact”—I shivered when he trailed his finger down from my neck to the hem of my T-shirt and lifted it up, keeping his palm on my stomach—"you look beautiful like this. Especially your tits. They look fucking gorgeous and so round. I love them,” he growled and, leaning down, he kissed and bit my hardened nipple through my T-shirt.

I moaned and arched toward him when I felt wetness gush out of me.My panties are drenched.As much as I liked the blushing, shy, and quiet Ethan, I loved this side of him. He seemed like a whole other person. Wild, sexy, and confident with what he was doing.

“Please. . .” I heard myself say when he slowly lifted the tee up. I wanted his hands all over my body, touching me, pleasing me, and holding me as I came. I was burning and yearning for his touch.

Ethan tilted his head. “Pleasewhat?”

Fuck. You.

I exhaled sharply and didn’t care how desperate I sounded. I needed him to touch me right now. “Just touch me already, E,” I begged.

Finally, he lifted my T-shirt above my head. I thought my hands would be free and I would be able to touch him, but he stopped at my wrists and looked down at me, millions of emotions swirling in his blue-green eyes.

“Are you Christian Greying me right now?” I asked, raising my eyebrow.

Ethan's face and neck flushed red and he stuttered, “W-well,uh, if . . . if you would like me to.”

I had no strength to say no to his flushed face when I knew the reason behind my soaking underwear. And I was curious.

“Yes, Ethan,” I said, my chest heaving rapidly, “I would like that.”

It was weird that I could hear Katherine's voice cheering me, ‘You go, you kinky, naughty woman! Dick him. Dick him hard!’

Ethan stilled and nodded. With a firm hand, he gently wrapped my T-shirt under and over my wrists, binding them together. All the time, I stared at his face, his neck, the bulge in his pants and licked my lips. With my lips apart and eyes wide, I saw how he removed his belt and I could feel my underwear getting wet just at the sight of him. He wrapped the leather around my wrists.

He tugged at the loops of the T-shirt, satisfied with his work when I couldn’t move my hands. He leaned down and cupped my face. “Does that hurt?”

I tried tugging my hands and I was shocked that I couldn't move them. The leather belt made it impossible to move my hands or wrists, and the soft fabric of my T-shirt made sure that my wrists wouldn't bruise if I tugged harder. I realized that I couldn't use or move my hands and I was fully at Ethan's mercy.

Fuck.

“Nope, it doesn't!”

Shit, did I sound too excited and eager?

Ethan kissed me and whispered softly, “If I hurt you, tell me to stop, okay?”

“Okay.”

Satisfied with my answer, he peppered kisses down my throat and took his time to make a hickey at the swell of my breast while his fingers lowered inside my underwear. I whimpered when his teasing fingers ran along my slick nether lips, ignoring my throbbing nub. I groaned loudly when he bit my nipple through my bra.

“Ethan!” I whined, tugging my hand as he smirked mischievously, “Don't tease me.”

“Have some patience, Bella.” Ethan grinned down at me, making my heart and pussy throb.

I parted my lips to give him my piece of mind, but his lips met mine in a slow caress. There was no tongue involved, just lips to lips. He kissed me like I was fragile with such tenderness and bliss that I must've heard angels sing in the background.Or were they Demons cheering us?

Ethan pulled away just a little to stare into my eyes and I saw how his pupils widened with every emotion in his unmatched eyes. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as we kissed again. I melted under his firm hold on my waist, my toes curling when he bit my lower lip.

I tugged my hands again because I wanted to touch him, feel his jaw clench and unclench when he moved his head to deepen the kiss. I wanted to tug his hair when his expert tongue explored my mouth and his teeth bit my lips.

Feeling his lips on the corner of my mouth and his hot breath fanning my cheek made me nervous and excited altogether. I didn't know when he removed my bra, so when his deft fingers roughly pinched my left nipple and kneaded my other breast, tweaking the hard nipple, I let out a very loud moan that I was sure could be heard in Ethan's room. He placed an open mouth kiss to my sensitive nipple, biting it slowly while I groaned his name, making carnal sounds I didn't know I could make.

Ethan hummed appreciatively, kissing down my navel, his hair tickling my abdomen skin. I shivered when his soft lips kissed my hipbone, his large, warm hands gliding down my legs and squeezing my thighs. I was hot and bothered. I couldn't hold in my heavy breathing, racing heart, and gasps of pleasure.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity and exploring my body with his soft yet firm lips, he removed my shorts with my underwear, cursing when he saw how wet I was.

Ethan made a throaty sound that sent chills directly to my core. "Fuck, Bella. Are you this wet for me?" he asked, sliding his finger from my slit to my core and sucking all the juices in his mouth.

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