Page 79 of Tapped By My Roommate
“A lot…of sex stuff?”
“Mm-hmm.” I shouldn’t be doing this. Shouldn’t be convincing him to let me have this again. Not if it wasn’t going to be more than another checklist of sex positions. But hell, I’d create all new sex acts if I had to. Enough to last us for months, or years, or…
The thought was too big to continue. And anyway, I was distracted when Ethan gripped my wrist, fingers fluttering over my racing pulse. Our faces were so close, I could feel his breath on my cheek.
“And you—you would want to do more of that…with me?”
His words trembled with nerves. But somehow Ethan’s uncertainty reassured me. He wasn’t impervious to me. Wasn’t unaffected by my offer.
“Yes, as long as you want—”
Ethan crashed into me, mouth landing off-center. I grabbed his face, repositioning us so that our lips could mold together. Nothing had ever felt so good. Something uncoiled inside me, a knot of tension that had been there for more than a week.
Our tongues met, tentatively at first, then more eagerly. Ethan slid his hands under my shirt, skimming up my flanks. I fell backward, bringing him with me, until we were lying down, still kissing. I wanted to kiss him forever.
I loved the feeling of him on top of me, mouth fused with mine, little sounds of pleasure escaping. He clutched me tightly, as if I might try to escape.
Eventually Ethan lifted his head, panting for breath. “What now?”
“I hear orgasms are a great help when you can’t sleep.”
I could hear the smile in his voice when he replied. “We should try that then.”
“In a bed,” I added.
“Take me to yours?”
I pushed up, and Ethan lifted himself off me. I grasped his hand, though he was hardly going to get lost in our apartment. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted us to remain connected. I worried without the intimacy of kisses in the dark, we’d lose the spark of magic that had brought us back together.
Ethan twined his fingers with mine, and my heart swelled. We fit together. We always had.
In my bedroom, we undressed each other quietly in the dark. Ethan tugged my shirt over my head, and I pushed down his pajama bottoms. When our naked skin pressed together, a sigh escaped me.
“You feel so good against me.”
“You too,” Ethan murmured, his lips brushing my shoulder, then my collar bone, the divot between my pecs.
I drew him into the bed, pulling him close. I was hard and throbbing, but I couldn’t stop holding him in my arms. Couldn’t stop kissing him.
“What do you want?” I asked him.
“Anything. You’re the expert,” he responded. “Just don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” I promised. “As long as you want me, I won’t stop.”
Silently, I inserted the wordever.
As long as you want me, I won’t ever stop.
* * *
ETHAN
“Turn over,” Rhett whispered, urging me onto my side, facing away from him.
My heart raced, a nervous thrill shooting down my spine. I didn’t know what he might do. I’d told him to doanything.His hard cock bumped the back of my thigh, and my breath caught. Would he want to fuck me? I’d pushed a finger inside myself, but that was the extent of my experience in that area. But still, I already knew I wouldn’t stop him. Whatever Rhett wanted, he could take. I’d gratefully give it to him.
There was rustling as Rhett shifted behind me. I heard a drawer open and close. I resisted the urge to peer over my shoulder. My body betrayed my nerves though, quivering.
