Natural instinct kicked in as my thighs spread open, my hand caressing his tight ass to pull him closer. His tongue entered my mouth slowly, seductively, as the firm head of his shaft glided between my folds.
He slipped up and down my crease, waiting until I was twitching with need before pressing inside.
“Mmm,” he murmured, placing his forehead against mine. “You’re so delicate, my angel. Tell me to stop if it hurts.”
Nodding, it felt like my entire body was opening for him. My hips shifted, widening my legs as I wrapped them around his waist. Now I could pull him against me more closely as he slowly slid inside.
“Corina, you’re so tight,” he breathed. “Is that–”
“More,” I gasped. “Please.” There was no way to express the urgent need to have him fill me completely, no matter if it hurt or not. The analytical part of my mind was intrigued. The rest was screaming for him to plunge deeper.
Ethan’s soft, gentle strokes opened my body up to his. There was a brief dull pinching sensation as everything seemed to shift inside me, then every slow thrust felt better than the last as he began to move almost his full length inside me.
Just as I realized another incredible climax was brewing, he slowed down. Feeling his body moving over mine was incredible, as his hips worked his length deep, at a languid, seductive pace.
His chest skimmed across my nipples with every stroke, lighting every nerve ending in my body on fire. Those soft, warm lips grazed my cheeks, my lips, wandering everywhere, while I tried not to scream from the pressure building deep inside.
“You feel so perfect, gorgeous,” he murmured. “I can feel you tightening around me.”
His calloused fingertips slipped down my side, then between us to lightly stroke me just where I needed him to.
“Ethan,” I moaned, feeling my nails digging slightly into his flesh, but unable to stop myself.
“Yes,” he growled, thrusting deeper, faster. “Let me hear you, angel. Let the whole city hear that you’re mine.”
The oddly possessive tone in his voice kicked me over the cliff. Falling, thrashing, a scream tore from my throat as every muscle clenched around his thickness.
“Corina, baby,” he choked. His hips and thighs jerked, then I looked into his eyes as we lost ourselves in the same moment.
Jets of wet heat filled me, as a long, low moan rattled from my core. Grabbing the back of his head, I pulled his lips to mine, kissing him rough and deep as our bodies writhed together.
When he finally raised his head to look at me, the depth of his stare was almost too intense. Pure passion poured from his eyes. This connection was so much more than attraction. I already felt more awake around him, more in touch with life. Now I felt more in touch with my body as well.
As he moved off me, cuddling me into his shoulder, my eyes began to tear. It was too much emotion. He was too sweet. Everything was just too much.
The feeling of his skin against mine brought me back to my breath, as I slid my hand up to cup his cheek in my palm. His lips brushed the top of my hair, then I felt him chuckle.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see you with messy hair. I like it.”
There were no words, just stillness for several minutes. Then I started to push myself up on an elbow.
“Don’t get up,” he whispered.
To my
absolute shock, Ethan dashed to the washroom, coming back with a warm, wet washcloth. Having this gorgeous man clean between my thighs was strangely the sweetest thing ever. He tossed it in the laundry basket, then snuggled against me again.
“Corina, I don’t want to say anything that might scare you away, but my feelings for you are bigger than a love song. Bigger than...” he trailed off, kissing along my collarbone.
“Bigger than the venues you’ll be playing by next year?” I giggled.
“Yes. Bigger than the continent.”
“Well,” I said, trailing my fingertips around his ear, “That’s getting a little abstract.” Swallowing hard, I took a breath before whispering, “I have huge feelings for you as well.”
“Good.”
Curling up in his arms and disappearing into sleep was so comfortable. Maybe my body knew how to behave around the right guy, even if the rest of me didn’t.