She nods, her eyes fluttering closed as she bites her bottom lip. “Yes. More.”
I add another finger, moving carefully, and her breath catches, her hips arching off the bed as I curl my fingers just right. Her pussy clamps around me, hot and slick, and I growl softly, my free hand sliding up to cup her breast, my thumb brushing over her nipple through the lace of her bra.
“Ethan,” she gasps, her voice trembling as she clutches at me. “I think… I think I’m…”
“Let go, baby,” I murmur, pressing my lips to her neck. “I’ve got you. Just let go.”
Her cry shatters the quiet, her body shaking under me as she comes undone, her pussy pulsing around my fingers, her thighs trembling against my sides. I don’t stop, don’t let up, drawingout every last wave of her release until she’s gasping for air, her hands tangled in my hair.
“Good girl,” I whisper, kissing her softly. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
* * *
Chloe
I can’t catch my breath. My body feels like it’s floating, like every nerve is still sparking with the aftershocks of what Ethan just did to me. He’s hovering over me, his broad chest rising and falling as he looks down at me, his blue-gray eyes dark and stormy.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice soft but rough, his hand brushing a strand of hair from my face.
I nod, my lips trembling as I try to speak. “Y-yeah. I’m okay.”
His lips twitch into a faint smile, and he presses a kiss to my forehead. “Good. Because I’m not done with you yet.”
My breath catches, my heart racing as he shifts, his hands sliding down to grip my hips. He’s still fully dressed, but the hard press of his cock against my thigh is impossible to ignore, and the thought of what’s coming next makes my pulse quicken.
“Ethan,” I whisper, my voice shaky. “I…”
“I know,” he says softly, his thumb brushing against my hip. “And I’m going to take care of you, Chloe. I promise. But I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want this.”
“I want this,” I whisper, my voice steady despite the storm of nerves swirling in my chest. “I want you.”
His eyes darken, and he leans down, capturing my lips in another searing kiss. “Good,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Because I’m going to make you mine, sweetheart. Completely.”
Chapter 12
Ethan
Her words are all I need.
“I want you.”
I’ve been holding back for so long, but now there’s no reason to. She’s given herself to me, and I’ll make sure she knows exactly what that means. I’m not just taking her—I’m claiming her. Every inch of her, every moan, every shiver, every damn heartbeat. She’ll know she’s mine by the time I’m done.
I push off the bed just enough to peel off my shirt, the cool air hitting my skin as I toss it to the floor. Her eyes widen the same way they did in the car, her gaze raking over me like she’s never seen a man before, and the heat in her expression makes my cock twitch painfully in my jeans.
“You’re staring,” I tease, though my voice comes out rough, more growl than anything else.
She bites her bottom lip, but she doesn’t look away. “You’re… you’re beautiful.”
I laugh softly, shaking my head as I lean down to kiss her. “Sweetheart, I’m not the beautiful one here.”
Her hands slide up my chest, her touch tentative but so damn soft it makes me shudder. She’s exploring me, and I let her, watching as her confidence grows with every inch of skin she maps out. When her fingers brush against the waistband of my jeans, I catch her hand, bringing it to my lips.
“Not yet,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to her palm. “This is about you, Chloe. Tonight’s for you.”
I move back to her, my hands gliding down her sides, savoring every curve, every soft gasp that escapes her lips. Her bra is delicate, lacey, and when I slide the straps down her shoulders, she shivers under me. I take my time, savoring the moment, until she’s completely bare, her soft skin glowing in the firelight.
“Perfect,” I whisper, my hands cupping her breasts, my thumbs brushing over her hard nipples. She gasps, her back arching into my touch, and I lower my head, my lips closing over one tight peak.