Page 41 of Cozy Girl Fall
Ethan knelt on the carpet, his soft blond hair tickling her stomach as he undid her pants and eased the fabric down her cold legs, warming the skin with his palms, until she was left in her plain black cotton panties.
His breathing was ragged when he leant back to take her in, the heat in his eyes unmistakable as he licked his lips and reached for her only to pause when she took a step back.
“I think you’re a little overdressed.”
Ethan didn’t hesitate, reaching over his head to grasp the neck of his Henley and lifting it over his head in one smooth motion that made her weak at the knees. He had to work out beyond working on the orchard, because he was hiding a decidedly muscular body beneath the shirt.
Then he reached for his jeans.
Her mouth went dry as the denim brushed over toned thighs and crumpled at his ankles before he kicked the fabric away, leaving him in only a pair of tight gray boxers that showed off the dimples in his lower back when he bent down to kneel at her feet once more.
“Better?” he rasped and she nodded.
“Much.”
His mouth lifted on one side in a crooked half-smile that faded into hunger when he leant in close, digging his nose into her underwear as he mouthed at the material, making her arch into his touch. “This,” he groaned, voice rough with lust as he looked up at her from his place on the floor. “This is what I think about constantly, ever since I had my hands on you at the movies.”
Her eyes widened. She’d had a couple of boyfriends in the past who’d gone down on her, but it had never been anything to write home about. But the way Ethan was looking up at her, like she was a goddess and he wanted to worship at her feet, had her tingling already and he hadn’t really even touched her yet.
“Can I?” His mouth was red where he’d been biting his lip and there was a naked desire in his voice that stole her ability to talk, so she nodded.
Two fingers hooked into either side of her underwear, pulling them away and baring her to the cool air and Ethan licked his lips, nodding slightly like he was hypnotized before he brought his face closer and licked a long line over her slit. He tongued her lips, pushing them apart slightly with his mouth as he dipped inside, tracing the contours of her folds and brushing her clit lightly.
He repeated the motion and she could feel herself throbbing, desperate for his touch as Ethan continued his gentle ministrations. Teasing her, she realized.
“Ethan,” she whined and his laugh was full of heat, but she didn’t care because he obeyed and finally pressed his mouth firmly to the apex of her.
His tongue worked, massaging her bud and coaxing moans from her throat that she might have been embarrassed about if she could think beyond the pleasure his mouth wrought. She swayed and his hands slid up her calves to clasp her to his face more firmly, nudging her thighs apart with his shoulders as he pressed nibbling kisses to her clit, making his way down until his tongue could spear her opening.
At some point her hands had found his hair, holding him exactly where she wanted as her hips rocked over his face and ground down as she hovered at the edge of her climax.
A warm hand slid from her ass to her front and pressed down on her clit at exactly the right moment and she cried out, body trembling as she came with Ethan’s name on her lips.
He caught her when she sagged and carried her over to the bed, laying her down gently and letting her catch her breath as he kissed her hands, her chest, cherishing her more in this way than words could have expressed.
“Maybe we owe Shelby our thanks,” she said when she could finally breathe again and Ethan laughed.
“I wouldn’t go that far.”
“The night is young,” she replied, glancing up at him before lowering her eyes to take in his mostly-nakedbody next to her and snagging on the hardness tenting his boxers. “That looks painful.”
He shrugged. “It’ll go down.”
She frowned. “And if I don’t want it to go down?”
He looked up in surprise, smiling sheepishly. “Oh.”
Penny lifted herself into a sitting position with a little difficulty, given that she felt completely boneless. “May I?” She reached for his boxers and held her breath until he nodded, excitement humming through her.
“I just didn’t want you to think you had to—” Ethan’s words stuttered and fell away as she closed her hand around his cock. “It’s not quid pro quo, is all,” he managed.
“I know.” In truth, this was partly selfishly motivated. She wanted to see Ethan come undone, and from what she remembered he’d always been very responsive to head, which made sucking him off a lot of fun.
She pumped him in her hand and his eyes slid closed, a gasp making his hips lift when she straddled his legs and lowered her mouth to lick him as she stroked. He bobbed against her lips and his garbled apology made her snicker as she parted her lips and took him into her mouth. The salty taste of him sat on her tongue as she widened her jaw to take more of him in, swallowing him down and backing off just as suddenly, loving the way he whined for her.
“Penny, you need to stop or I’m—I’m not going to last—”
She smiled around him, looking up at him as he fisted his hand in her hair and cursed, hips jumping despite his words, and she took everything he gave her.
