Page 80 of Whisper of Surrender (Whisper Lake 2)

She took the few steps to the end of the couch where his head was. His heart that had leapt at the sight of her naked body now hammered in his chest as Jess gingerly straddled him, gently resting her knees on either side of his shoulders.

She looked down at him as she shifted her body so that her sex was hovering above his mouth and he covered her mound with his lips. He licked her seam and flicked her clit as she rocked against his tongue. Her hips rolled as she rode his mouth. As much as he hated his limitations, he had to admit that knowing that she was setting the pace to bring herself to climax was a hell of a consolation prize.

When her inner thighs began to tremble and she ground against his tongue harder he knew she was getting close. He flicked his tongue faster until she bucked against him and he tasted her juices all over his tongue.

He continued licking her softly until she collapsed beside him. After catching her breath, she excused herself to clean up.

When she was in the bathroom, he sat up and pulled his shirt off.

She came back into the room to find him sitting up, buck naked, with his erection jutting straight up in the air.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

“Come here.”

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Jess’s legs werestill shaking as she walked over to Ethan and placed a knee on each side. She put her hands on the back of the couch to steady herself and she noticed that they were trembling, too, either from the earth-shattering orgasm she’d just had or in anticipation of what was to come.

Pun intended, she grinned to herself.

As she was straddling him, he gripped the base of his dick with one hand and her hip with the other. He guided her hips to lift up and forward so that their bodies were lined up perfectly. His thick crown was pressing against the wet slit of her sex.

“Are you ready?” The roughness in his voice caused her sex to clench against his engorged head.

Just like it had in the hotel room when he’d asked if she was hungry, her body answered before she could. He was already sliding inside of her as she breathed, “Yes.”

She opened her mouth in a silent cry as he slowly entered her at an excruciatingly measured pace until he filled her to the hilt, stretching her inner walls to their limit. Her eyes shut and she bit her lip as she held perfectly still, giving her body time to adjust to the intrusion.

When her muscles relaxed, she attempted to rise up, but Ethan’s hand on her hip stopped her movement.

Opening her eyes she saw the intensity in his gaze.

“Don’t move.”

She froze. “Am I hurting you?”

“No.” He let out a strained laugh. “You feel too fucking good and I want this to last longer than two seconds.”

She nodded with understanding as she stared into his honey eyes. Tears threatened to fill her lids as she realized the connection that she’d been missing the last few weeks was back. He was filling an ache deep inside of her, not just a physical one, but an emotional one, too.

Ethan had been so guarded, so angry, so distant. Every day that passed she’d felt him drifting father away from her. But right now they were one with each other. They were connected. Not just their bodies, but their spirits. There were no barriers between them.

Without waiting for permission from her brain, her tear ducts acted on their own accord and she felt a drop slip down her cheek.

Ethan’s brow creased. “Jess?”

“I missed you,” she admitted as another tear fell down her face.

Needing to show him just how much she’d missed him, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his neck. When she did, her nipples brushed against his skin and the sensation caused her core to spasm around his body embedded deeply inside of her. His fingers gripped her as he inhaled sharply.

“Is this okay?” She asked against his salty skin.

“Yes.”

He let his head drop back, giving her greater access, and she began to trail her mouth along the vein that always popped out when he was mad or turned on. She licked up the side of his neck and nibbled as she went back down. Using his good arm, his hand roamed her thigh, her back, her neck, and her hip.

She could feel him expanding inside of her. His member pulsed against her walls that cocooned him. Having him fill her up so completely forcing herself to keep her hips still while she kissed his neck was a different kind of erotic. It was a slow build that soon had her fighting the urge to squirm.

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