Page 98 of Vows We Never Made
No words.
I shake my head, trying not to quiver.
Now, he’s the one to reach between my legs, rubbing so sweetly right where I need him.
“I couldn’t get that shit out of my head, no matter how many times I tried.”
“I thought you regretted it…”
“Hell no. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, but I never regretted it for a second.” He nips my neck, then kisses the sting. “Are you close? Tell me.”
“Yes.”
The way he stares brings me to the brink, even as my face heats.
“Don’t come yet.”
I fist the sheets in my hands as I try to hold back. Impossible when he drives in harder, throwing his full power into it.
“Ethan!” My voice is a whine.
“Good girl. Make that pussy listen to me.”
“Ethan,I can’t.”
“Two more minutes, sweetheart. Then you go to kingdom come.”
Madness.
It should be illegal, how sweet and rough he is, especially when I’m three seconds away from self-combusting.
His breathing is so harsh, sweat gleaming on his skin.
To distract myself from the demanding pleasure, I stare at him.
It’s like his body was made for attention, a sculpture breathed into life.
All rigid muscles, rippling as he thrusts with devilish intent.
All abs that could stop a semitruck.
A smattering of dark hair just above his cock—
Bad place to look.
I whimper with frustration, and he grins down at me, cruel and amused.
“Another minute,” he says.
I’m fairly sure his sense of time is arbitrary.
It’s more the idea that I come at his whim.
And I’m so ridiculously close.
Pressing my heels into his lower back, pushing him deeper inside me, I shudder.
He trembles too, his eyes heavy, glowing with focus.
