Page 38 of Blackstone's Heart
"Christ woman." He hissed. "I want you to strip for me. Show me that you want it."
Ethan stalked to the foot of his bed and sat, leaving Krista standing in the center of his bedroom. Smiling coyly, Krista reached up to unbutton her shirt. Feeling suddenly naughty, she would undo two buttons, then button one back up. The whole time keeping her eyes locked on Ethan, watching him. Judging by the growing erection he was sporting, Ethan liked it. Teasingly she slipped the shirt off and let it flutter to the floor. Placing her right arm across her breasts, her left reached behind her and unclasped the hooks.
"Am I doing this right?" She teased, trying to look innocent as she slipped the straps down but keeping the cups in place.
"You're doing it just fine." He moaned, reaching between his legs and readjusting himself.
Krista shivered at the sound. Her nipples throbbing, her pussy was soaked. Her arm dropped and with it the lavender bra she wore. Ethan licked his lips, stood, and took a step toward her. "Ethan..."
"God I love your tits baby." He groaned as he stopped before her.
"Ethan!" She cried as he cupped her breasts and sucked a hardened nipple between his lips.
Krista felt her knees tremble as he teased the bud with his teeth and tongue. Her head tossed back, her back arching, pushing her further into his mouth. All she could do was grasp his shoulders and let him continue his assault on her. He would suck, then nip with his teeth and lap the sting away with his talented tongue.
"Take off your jeans Krista. Now." He ordered before giving her other nipple the same treatment.
How she did it Krista had no freaking idea, but she managed to unsnap and unzip her jeans. She whimpered when Ethan hastily shoved her hands away and pushed her jeans and thong down. He stood to his full height, looking even larger in the soft light from the bedside lamp.
"Get on the bed. On your back, legs open. And I want them wide open."
Nodding, she stepped out of her clothing. Trembling with desire, she climbed into his massive bed and rolled onto her back. Though she wanted to see what he was doing, she managed to just lay there with her legs spread for him. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and released it on a shudder. She could hear him moving around the room, but managed to keep her eyes closed as she waited for him.
"Hmmm. So beautiful. Wide open for me in my bed, trembling for me."
"God Ethan." She gasped as she felt merely a brush of his hand along the outside of her thigh.
He knelt onto the bed between her legs, making her gasp when he gripped one ankle firmly and slowly began to slide his hands up her long legs. "So you want my dark side to come out and play Krista? Hmm? Do you know what that means?"
"T...tell me. Please."
"Oh yeah, I like it when you ask me so sweetly. It means baby, that I'll own you. Do you want that? Me owning you. Taking your pleasure. Making you scream my name when I make you come. You begging for my cock."
"Yes, Ethan. Oh I do." She moaned, her hips twitching as his hands continued moving up.
"That sweet, tight, pink pussy will be mine too. God I can smell you Krista. You're so wet for me aren't you? You want my cock baby?"
"Fuck yessss." She hissed.
"Want what?" He asked as he teased a finger over her clit. “I want you to beg for it Krista. I want to hear the desperation of your need in your voice.”
“P…please Ethan. I want your cock. I want you.” She pleaded.
Krista screamed his name as she nearly came when she felt him flick her hyper sensitive clit. She couldn't remember ever having been so turned on as she was right now. The images he painted with his words was so erotic to her. The thought of belonging to Ethan, to being his was hot a hell. Her back bowed when he slid a finger deep inside her.
"Fuck me you're soaked Krista."
"For...you...Sir." She gasped, barely registering when ‘Sir’ slipped out.
Ethan heard it though and was on her in seconds. His mouth devouring hers as he added a second finger. Her slick walls squeezing as he thrust deeper. Seeing her submitting a little more to him, feeling how wet she was for him, hearing her call him sir. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed her now. In seconds he was over her and slipping inside her heat. Both of them crying out when he plunged deep.
"Krista. Oh fuck."
"Take me Ethan. God I want it."
Lifting up, he cupped her ass. Elevating her hips, he watched her face as he withdrew only to slam into her again. Her ocean blue eyes widened but he only saw longing. Longing for more of him. Ethan was holding on to his sanity by a thread. Her submission, her trust making him crazy. Growling he pummeled her over and over. Watching for any sign that she was unwilling. But not his Krista.
"Krista...I want you to come. Now."
