Page 39 of The Mafia's Desire

She could never articulate the sensations and emotions racing through her at that moment. It was like their souls were touching, bringing tears to her eyes.

This was one of those moments in her life that she never wanted to forget.

Chapter Twenty

Ethan tried to think of something to distract himself from the most delicious feeling in the world. He’d never felt this kind of tightness or his body’s response as he looked at her.

He used one of his hands to cup the back of her head and the other on her hip to keep her from moving around. It was already taking all his control to hold back his body’s need to start thrusting into her.

“How are you?” he asked.

She exhaled and nodded. “I think I’m okay.”

“Good. I’m going to start moving, but I want you to tell me if you feel any pain.”

Sara nodded. “I will.”

He started off slow and easy, wanting to make this moment last forever, but his balls were ready to blast out his seed. They’d only been at it a few minutes. He was used to being able to fuck a woman for hours. Fortunately, he could feel her cunt start to throb and tighten.

“Baby, I need you to come.”

“I don’t know how,” she said.

“Just like before. Relax and trust me. Let go and loosen up a bit, and I’ll push you over.”

He pumped his cock into her, and each thrust was stronger than the last. He could tell she was still fighting it, so he reached between them and started manipulating her hard clit.

A scream tore from her mouth, and her body stiffened as he threw her over. He started ramming into her, trying to give her the most pleasure he could. He couldn’t hold back his own raging orgasm.

He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from roaring. The sensations were so much more than he ever knew they could be. He’d always gotten pleasure from the act, but at no time with another woman did it come with emotional bliss that left him in an elevated state of euphoria.

Ethan balanced himself on his elbows as the air billowed in and out of his lungs. He was aware that Sara was relaxed and half-dozing.

“How are you, baby?”

Her eyes blinked open, and a blush covered her face making him smile. She was as charming as any of his cousin’s women, and he was astounded and thrilled that he’d found his own.

He gently pulled out of her and saw her grimace.

“I’m sorry. The last thing I want is to hurt you.”

She reached up and touched his brow. “I know.”

He slid them to the side and pulled her tightly against his chest. “Give me a minute, and then I’ll get us cleaned up.”

“I’m fine where I am.”

When she tucked her head under his chin and threw one of her legs over his, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

He could have lay there forever but thought the sooner he got her into a warm bath, the quicker she would heal.

“I’ll be right back,” he said, kissed her forehead, and rolled from the bed. He was back within a few minutes to lift her up into his arms.

“I can walk,” she said.

“Of course, you can, but you don’t have to right now.”

He stepped into the bathtub and sat down before arranging her back against his chest.

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