A Wonderful Kind of Love (Kinds of Love 2)

The warmth from the fire felt wonderful, as Laura crawled up next to Ethan on the rug. The wood crackled as it burned, but the room was silent other than that. As Laura turned toward him, some of her hair fell into her face. He gently tucked the runaway strands of hair behind her ear and looked into her eyes.

“Thanks for a great night,” Ethan said. “There's nobody else I would rather be with right now.”

“I should be thanking you,” she said. “The fact that you'd set all of this up for me just blows my mind. The dinner, the private chef, the plane tickets, this gorgeous cabin with the incredible view of Denver. It's like a dream.”

“It's all just stuff, really,” he said with a shrug. The firelight danced across his skin, and all she wanted to do was touch it. “The stuff didn’t make it great. What actually made it great is the fact that you were there to enjoy it with me. That's the only thing that really matters.”

Her heart pitter-pattered behind her rib cage. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes. They were just so hypnotic. And that smile and the way he spoke to her with such sweetness. She was pretty damn sure that if she wasn't careful, she would fall head over heels for this guy. It might have already been too late. No one had ever treated her this well. Nobody had ever seemed to care as much.

“Kiss me again,” she whispered.

Ethan did as she asked. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, drinking her in. It was so romantic in front of the fireplace, too. To Laura, it felt like something out of a movie or a dream. Still, though, the powerful need to make love to him egged her on. Kissing wasn't enough. She needed to feel him deeply.

Laura broke the kiss and slowly go to her knees. She glanced up and down Ethan's body. He was completely naked, and his skin glowed orange from the nearby flames. She wanted to kiss every inch of him all over again.

“You should take off that dress,” he said, with eagerness in his eyes.

She nodded in agreement, then stood to her feet. With one quick movement, she grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it over her head.

“God, yes,” Ethan gasped, his jaw dropping.

She bit her bottom lip and reached behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it slide forward off of her shoulders. His eyes were fixated on her, and she loved it. It made her feel like the sexiest person to ever walk the Earth.

She slipped down her white lace underwear, all the way to her ankles. Then she picked it up and playfully tossed them toward Ethan. He snatched them out of the air immediately and kept them in his grip.

“Now come back over here,” he said, beckoning her with a finger. She grinned.

Laura dropped to her hands and knees and began to crawl toward him. She went slowly, savoring the moment. Even though there was nothing more in the world she wanted to do than jump straight onto his lap, it was still fun to hold off for as long as she could handle.

“Don't tease me,” Ethan begged. “You're killing me right now. Come here.”

“Or what?” she asked, stopping in her tracks and grinning at him as she stayed just out of reach.

“I'll just have to come get you,” he said, slowly sitting up.

She shrugged. “Maybe that's what you should do then.”

Ethan crawled to his knees and then lunged at her, wrapping her up with his powerful arms. She squealed and giggled, while he spun her around and laid her on the rug. He made sure his hand hit the floor before she did.

“I like when you do that,” she said, gently touching his lower lip with her index finger.

He held himself over her, using his body weight to pressed her into the soft fur that surrounded her. He brought his face forward and kissed her. It felt as amazing as the first. In fact, each one was getting better.

“Condom?” he asked.

She sighed. “We probably should.”

He nodded in agreement. “Yeah. I guess you're right.”

Luckily, he had one in the pocket of his slacks.

I guess I wasn't the only one hoping for things to turn X-rated tonight, she thought, with a smirk.

Ethan slipped on the condom and then resumed his position over the top of her.

“Yes...” she groaned, dropping her hands to her side and gripping the carpet.

He pressed into her all the way. Her jaw dropped slightly, and she let out a gasp as a wave of pleasure washed over her. She brought her hands to his forearms, holding on as he began making love to her.