Page 57 of Don't Date Your Ex Best Friend
His fingers were gentle and exploratory despite how rough his actions were.My hands gathered his hair when his middle finger slowly rubbed me through my wet underwear.He groaned, kissing dirty lines on my thighs as he kissed his way upward.
“Hold your dress up,” he ordered, fisting the lace of my thong in his hand and ripping it apart.
I half-gasped and moaned when his fiery mouth landed on my dripping sex.The way he looked at me paralyzed me to my bone, his intense blue-green eyes watching me from beneath his dark lashes.Hot white lust flooded in my veins when his expert tongue gave me gentle flicks, my legs trembling in his wake.
Ethan leaned back on his heels.His smoldering eyes captured me while his long fingers toyed with me, teasing me, torturing me.I panted and squeezed my eyes shut when he placed the pad of his thumb precisely on my throbbing clit.The erotic sensation crawled up from my spine and released in a quiver.My back arched from the wall, but his hold was firm on my legs.
I whimpered, “Please Ethan, I need you.”
“I know, Bella,” he said softly.He smoothed his hands over my thighs, tracing my curves with the pads of his fingers before he cupped my ass in his hands and squeezed the cheeks.I jumped when he gave a quick, harsh spank on my left cheek.
I tugged at his hair when a small cry left my lips, arousal pooling on my core, wanting him to remedy it.As if reading my mind, his slick, warm tongue circled my clit, sucking it in his hot mouth before giving it playful flicks.All the breath left my body, abandoning me as Ethan toyed with my clitoris, his tongue tasting me languidly.
“So fucking sweet.”He breathed me in as if he was savoring the taste of me.
My cheeks flushed red.I watched him through half-lidded eyes.My blood felt hot and heavy with hunger when he finally caved in, increasing his pace and inserting two digits inside me at the same time.My head knocked back on the wall as I anchored myself, holding his hair.The tension in my stomach finally exploded in his mouth when he pressed his tongue flat on my sensitive nub, giving me a gentle kiss.
I climaxed, moaning his name.My body convulsed, then went limp against the wall in his arms.
When I opened my eyes, Ethan was hovering above me in my room, softly kissing my neck.I had forgotten how his oral skills were enough to exhaust me into a deep slumber.But not at the moment.
I wanted him.Neededhim.
Cupping his cheek, I leaned up and kissed him on his lips, breathing in the musky feminine scent of my arousal.Our bodies pressed against each other, desperate for more.My hands clutched the fabric of his shirt, and I removed it out of the way when he unzipped my dress, helping me out of it.
Ethan took a sharp breath, looking at my breasts, “What’s this?”
I peered down, finding breast tape that I had used to wear underneath the dress.I pursed my lips and slowly removed it, wincing at the bit of pain, “These are called boob tape.”
He frowned, “Why are you making that face?”He took one from my hand and I bit back my laughter when he tried it on his own nipple.“Does it hurt?I don’t feel any pain.”
After removing my other tape and being naked with him, I grinned at him.He was shirtless, hair tousled, cheeks flushed, and lips swollen from our kisses, yet he wanted to know how breast tape worked.
Biting my lip, I ripped it off, watching his face fall as he moaned in pain, clutching his nipple.“Are you sure?”I teased at his scrunched face.
“What the fuck, Kiara?”He groaned, “That fucking hurt.I don’t know how you manage to wear this shit.”
I giggled, “Who told you to try it?You are such a dork.”
While he was busy patting his nipple, I decided to do something.I laid him down on the bed, straddling him, and whispered, “Let me kiss it better.”
His eyes darkened hearing my sultry tone as I pressed my body down on him and kissed his throat, the beating pulse of his neck, licked his golden skin.Ethan’s hands squeezed my cheeks as my lips lowered to his nipple, kissing and licking it softly until he delivered a spank on my right cheek.
“You are such a fucking vixen, Bella,” he whispered, his husky voice slithering down my spine, encouraging me to kiss down his robust chest to the six hard blocks of abs.I pulled away to admire his lean, muscular form.Scratching my nails down his abs, I watched his muscles tense and leaned down to kiss the same trail with my lips, licking it sweet.
Before I could remove his belt and unzip his pants, Ethan flipped us over, his eyes clouded with lust as he pressed down on me.I exhaled sharply at the long length of him.I knew he was well endowed and how sore I would feel for a few days every time I would sit down.I wanted to cherish that soreness.
With dazed eyes, I watched him remove his pants and boxers, my lips wetting and throat going dry at the naked sight of him.Ethan Kane was truly magnificent.And at that moment, I wanted his throbbing magnificence inside me.
The bed dipped as he hovered above me, my eyes watching him, the guarded expression in them.I clenched the sheets between my fists, seeing that.We had made sure we were clean and even showed us our tests just to be clear.I trusted him.
Swallowing a small gulp of air, I whispered, “Be gentle, E.”
The guarded expression melted away into a soft one, his muscular frame pressing against my soft curves.He kissed me, softly, gently, nipping at my lower lip before whispering, “Of course, Bella.I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
My body melted underneath his, his fingers entwined with mine as he pulled them above my head, pressing down our adjoined hands in the cold sheets.He pushed his hips forward, aligning himself between my thighs as I spread my legs for him, locking them around his waist.
My breathing increased when he coated his tip with my wetness, our eyes never leaving each other as if lost in our passion of galaxies.My lips parted when he pushed himself inside me, slowly, achingly, tenderly as my walls stretched to accommodate his wide girth and length.It hurt, my body burned with the pain, my hands squeezing his as he felt the pressure of it.I was thankful for his fingers entwining mine when he thrust into me in one slow thrust, shoving past my walls and reaching deep inside me.
