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Pulling her nearly bare body against his, he reached around to unhook the clasp of her bra. As it fell off to the side of their clothing pile, he leaned in and brushed his lips across her left breast. Willow’s head fell back and her eyes fluttered closed as he took the peak into his mouth, swirling his tongue around her nipple.

Her fingers dug into his back. He released it, moving his attention to the right side before slowly, torturously dragging his lips up over her collarbone, then leaving a trail of kisses up her neck.

Impatient, she turned her head and caught his lips, yanking him snugly against her body. Ethan snaked his left hand down between their bodies, his fingers delving between her thighs.

Only too eager to comply, Willow dropped to the couch and spread her thighs, reaching for him. He wasted no time following, coming down on top of her and capturing her lips again.

He broke away, looking down into her lust-filled gaze. “Get up.”

A thrill shot through her as she obeyed his gravelly order, easing up and pushing her legs over the edge of the couch. Standing in front of him, naked

and eager, she awaited his next command.

"Lay across my lap," he ordered.

She licked her lips, glancing down at his cock. It stood at attention, and she wanted to touch it. As she repositioned herself across his lap, she rubbed her cheek against his cock, let her tongue dart out and just brush the tip.

Ethan’s body went rigid and he ran his hand softly over her ass.

"See something you like?" he asked lowly.

"Oh yes. I can't wait until you're buried inside of me."

He growled, his hand suddenly leaving her ass, but then she felt a finger trail between her legs. Already wet with anticipation, she shuddered as his fingertips grazed the outside of her vagina. He waited until she wasn't expecting it before dragging his fingers across again, eliciting another pleasurable shudder.

"Do you like the way I touch you?"

"Yes," she murmured, the throbbing ache between her legs decidedly in control.

His fingers still danced around, teasing, but he finally pushed one finger inside of her, giving her the tiniest measure of relief.

"Oh god." She clutched his thigh as he shoved a second finger deep inside of her. His fingers thrust in and out with a swift, steady motion, but it only made her long for the real thing that much more.

Pressure and anticipation built as she moaned, nuzzling her face against his leg as he pleasured her with his strong fingers.

She could already feel herself approaching an orgasm and he hadn't even touched her clit yet. She wanted him inside of her, but she also didn't want him to stop what he was already doing.

Apparently on the same page, he pumped his fingers inside of her a few more times, then all of a sudden withdrew them.

Her body mourned his absence as she groaned, going a little limp.

“Stand up.”

Her legs were unsteady as she brought herself up on them, and he guided her to the couch and sat her down, kneeling between her legs. Sighing with anticipated pleasure, Willow held his gaze as he spread her thighs again.

Eye contact was broken as that handsome face suddenly disappeared between her legs. Those magnificent fingers spreading and the delicious wetness of his tongue as it delved inside, finding her clit instantly and making love to it until she was crying out, drawing in shuddering breaths. The delicious pressure finally broke free, her pleasure cresting. She arched, her hand flying to the back of his head, holding onto him as she came, her stifled cries erupting from her body.

She fell back against the couch, limp, spent, trying to catch her breath.

He offered a smug little smile as he joined her on the couch.

Not begrudging him his male pride, she gave him a sleepy smile back. "Wow."

Before she had time to feel ripped off that she wouldn’t get to feel him inside of her, his magical hands were on her body again, guiding her onto her stomach. A little tendril of excitement coiled in her tummy as he began massaging her back and shoulders.

Relaxation seeped all the way down into her bones.

Unlike most men, who do the bare minimum, he spent a good ten minutes rubbing any remaining tension out of her body, periodically letting a hand slip away to explore even more pleasurable nooks.