My throat works. And my senses implode as an orgasm rocks through me.
I sway at the intensity, and Ethan grips my head with both hands.
Waves of pleasure crash through my body.
I swallow once more as I pull my hand away from my core.
Ethan’s hold on me loosens, and I slump down onto my heels, exhaustion taking over as I fight to catch my breath.
Ethan wavers and braces a hand back against the counter. “That was… a big blow job.”
A snicker starts in my chest. “I’m glad we agree.”
Chapter 130
Ethan
When I knowI can manage, I let go of the counter, tuck myself away, then haul Tilda to her feet.
She wobbles, smiling like she’s drunk.
And… Fuck it.
I press my mouth to hers.
She kisses me back. Chastely.
But what she just did… she deserves more.
I push my tongue into her mouth, and she groans.
My hands roam her body.
Gripping her sides. Clutching at her hips.
Tilda tilts her head, letting me deepen the kiss.
I do.
And I taste myself on her tongue.
Moaning, I hold her closer.
The brim of my hat rubs against the top of her hair.
And then the door opens.
We jerk away from each other, but when I look up, I see we’ve already been spotted.
“Is this her!” Liza practically shrieks from the doorway.
I look down at Tilda.
Her hair is mussed.
Her lips are swollen.
And her cheeks are a deep shade of pink.