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My eyes flared with lust, and I gave her what she craved.Driving myself in and out of her, each time bumping against the rough scrap of her g-spot as her hips moved back toward me.I leaned over her, holding the ropes and knots of theHishi Karadadress.I fondled her breasts when my hips rolled and thrust inside her, eliciting foreign carnal sounds.
My hand trailed down to roll her clitoris as she came, groaning my name and wringing the sheets in her fists.Pulling back, I increased my pace, elongating her orgasm, and spanking her ass as her cries of pleasure grew louder.
“Come for me, Kiara,” I growled, our skin slapping against each other and her walls clenching me each time the smack reverberated through her skin to core.
Kiara whimpered, “I-I can’t.I am too sensitive.”But her hips moved back each time I reared back.
Squeezing her ass, I muttered, “Come on, Bella.Give me one more orgasm.”
I moved slowly because I did not want to orgasm until she came.As my thrusts got deeper and slower, rocking her body against me, her moans increased.Even the small bed thumped against the wall with each thrust.
“Ethan.”
I swelled inside her and gave a small jerk to her body as she clenched me, her walls convulsing when she orgasmed.Coming inside her, I grunted and gave a few sloppy thrusts and held her waist when her legs trembled from the aftershocks.
Licking my lips, I smacked her butt, sinking on my knees and laving my tongue over her soaked pussy.“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”she grumbled when I squeezed her ass and ate her out, driving another orgasm from her.Her scent intoxicated me when she came again, crying out my name and begging me to stop.
Finally, accomplished with her dizzy about-to-pass-out state, I licked her dry and stood up.Gently holding her in my arms, I laid her down on the bed and tucked the strands away from her face as she gazed at me from her half-lidded eyes.
“You look so fucking beautiful in post-coital bliss,” I murmured, pecking her lips, and squeezed her hand.“Makes me hard just looking at you.”
Kiara chuckled, her voice husky.“You and your stamina.Do you ever stop talking dirty, Ethan?”
My eyes roved over her half-covered body.I shook my head, “Not when it comes to you.”I noticed the small shivering in her body and asked if she wanted me to remove theKaradarope dress.
“As much as I like it ...not right now, I feel like I am going to faint,” she murmured and for a second, I got worried, so I removed it from her body.Where the rope was tight and looped in knots, her skin had small prints, and I felt bad that I couldn’t shower her and tuck her in.But Kiara stood up after a while telling me she was fine, orgasming three times in ten minutes had made her dizzy.
I fixed the bed, knowing I had to put the sheets in the washing machine.She went to the washroom to clean herself up.I had messed up her hair, dress, and a bit of makeup.I couldn’t help but smirk proudly.
PART FOUR
“I want a soccer team.”
24.A SURPRISE
KIARA
Iwas feeling nauseated for about a week, and Ethan was convinced that I had eaten too much cake at his sister’s birthday.But you don’t puke, have migraines and tender breasts if it’s food poisoning.Yes, maybe it is food poisoning.I was throwing up as soon as I woke up and didn’t let Ethan massage my aching breasts with coconut oil which was saying a lot.
But, deep down, Iknewit was something else.
“Do you want me to drop you off?”
I snapped back to reality when I heard Ethan’s deep voice when he entered the kitchen.He was wearing a soaking grey t-shirt and sweatpants, a towel around his neck.
I ate my cereal and shook my head.“It’s fine.I need to contact the editor and see that apartment I was talking about.”A few days ago, a landlord contacted me asking me about the apartment I had seen after the breakup with Jake.Ethan would come with me if I wanted, but he was going to talk with his agent and Mr.Stone.
So, the reason for my sickness could be stress-related because of my second book and the auction.
Licking my lips, I watched his muscles bulge and clench when he gulped water from the water bottle and my pussy twitched for some attention.Not now.I scolded my inner hoe, shamelessly staring at him like I always did when he came back from the gym.Something about getting dirty with him as soon as he came back from working out and lifting weights turned me on.
“Done eye-pussying me, Bella?”Ethan asked, his voice low and smoky as he sat across from me.
I rolled my eyes.“Will you ever stop saying that word?And to answer your question, no, never.”I stood up from the stool and pecked his lips, keeping the bowl in the sink.
“Then why don’t you move to my room?I have a bigger bed.”Ethan said, grabbing my hand and pulling me between his legs.
“You will distract me from my work.”
