Page 45 of More Than Words
We were so in tune, he read every move of my body.Every soft sound that slipped from my lips.When I tightened my grip on his shoulders, Ethan stilled for a moment.His fingers traced lazy circles on my hip, waiting for me to move again.
I lifted my hips, pressing up to him, and the low sound he made tugged something deep in my belly.
It wasn’t just physical between us.There was so much more between us, so much we hadn’t said.But at least in that moment, there was nothing that needed to be said out loud.
It didn’t take long for my body to tighten around him.Heat curled inside me with every slow slide, every soft brush of his lips on my neck.
When he shifted his angle slightly, I gasped as he hit a brand-new spot inside me.Reflexively, my legs wrapped around his waist.
“You like that.”It wasn’t a question, but I answered with a slight nod and pulled him down to my lips in a kiss that was anything but soft and careful.
When I rocked against him, urging him deeper, he cursed softly against my lips.“Delaney, I’m going to lose control.”
“Good.”
That was all it took for him to finally give in.
Ethan moved faster.
Harder.
Deeper.
Until I was moaning and squirming beneath him, unable to hold back the orgasm that was building up stronger inside me.
Every time he moved, it sent another wave of desire through me until I didn’t think I’d be able to hold back much longer.
I knew he was close, too.He buried his head in my neck, breathing hard.He braced himself with one hand, while the other locked onto my hip as if he needed to hold on or lose himself completely.
“Delaney,” he whispered, his voice strained.“Let go, baby.Come for me.”
I didn’t need to be told twice.
I broke apart with a cry.My body clenched tight around him, the pleasure tearing through me in sharp, blinding waves that felt like they’d never end.
He was right behind me with his own release.Ethan shuddered and moaned as he let go, his grip never wavering.
Afterward, we lay tangled together, breathing hard on our pile of blankets.The candles burned low, their glow starting to flicker.Slowly, I registered the storm outside was still battering the old glass panes.But we were warm and cozy inside.
Ethan moved to his back and pulled me over, so I lay on his chest.
He wrapped his arms tighter around me and stroked the mess of my hair off my forehead.
Neither of us spoke for a long while.
There was nothing to say.
Just when I thought he must have fallen asleep, he shifted beneath me enough that I lifted my head to look at him.
“So, I guess that kiss the other night,” I started.“It meant something after all.”
Ethan’s smile was lazy, but satisfied.He stroked a piece of hair from my face and cupped my cheek.“I think it’s safe to say it meant something, all right.”
“Thought so,” I teased.
“You are amazing, Delaney,” he said softly.“In every single way.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle a little, but I meant it when I replied, “And you are very charming, Ethan.In every single way.”
