The Deal (London Suits 0.50)

I didn’t even hear Derek’s response. The rest of the world faded away as Ethan pulled me to him with a low growl and slanted his lips across mine.

This kiss.

I’d never been kissed like this before.

I wound my arms around his neck, pulling his head closer to mine. His hands tangled in my hair, holding my head in place as we kissed. His mouth moved against mine, demanding more, and I pulled him even closer.

He suddenly wrenched his mouth away, staring at me with dark, troubled eyes.

“What is it about you that makes me lose control?” he ground out. “We’re at my sister’s wedding.”

I swallowed hard. It was now or never. I wanted him, and I was going to go for it.

“Why don’t we go back to our suite?” I held my breath, waiting for him to make his decision.

He stared at me, breathing hard, his hands gripping me tightly. I ran my nails down his back, pressing my body into him, and he shivered.

“I want you. Let’s do this.” He kissed me again, his tongue tangling with mine, making me moan into his mouth, before he pulled back. “One night. That’s all I can give you, Avery.”

I breathed out shakily and reached up to kiss his jaw. “Deal. One night. No expectations.”

“Come with me.”

Now his mind was made up, he took command of the situation. Clasping my hand, he led me from the ballroom, stopping to grab my things from the chair. He avoided eye contact with anyone, keeping his hand on my lower back, steering me through the crowds. Victoria had already disappeared with Ralph, and Ethan’s mother was holding court near the bar, a group of women hanging on to her every word. We made it out of the doors without being stopped, and he led me through the foyer and up the staircase to our suite.

My hands were shaking as I fumbled in my bag for the room key. Ethan’s arms came around me from behind, pulling me back against him.

“Let me get that.” His low rumble vibrated against me, and I shuddered, desire thickening the air around us. He unlocked the door with sure movements, walking us into the suite, still keeping hold of me. I felt his hardness against me as he moved his mouth, trailing his lips up my neck, and I clenched my legs, my nipples hardening and my heart rate increasing.

“You’re so frustrating,” he murmured, nibbling at my ear, making me shiver. “I had a plan. I never deviate from my plans.” He kissed down my ear, taking my earlobe between his lips and gently tugging before releasing it. “You’ve turned my carefully ordered world upside down, Miss Jenkins.”

His hands moved from around my waist, sliding up my arms to the neck of my dress. He pushed my hair over one shoulder, then kissed along the top of my shoulder, stopping at the back of my neck. Undoing my dress, he let it fall to the floor.

“No bra.” His voice was a groan.

“Backless dress,” I replied breathlessly. I reached back and grabbed his hands, bringing them around to cup my breasts, before reaching up to thread my fingers through his hair, gripping the thick strands. We both moaned as his large hands caressed me, moving the pads of his fingers against my nipples until I was gasping, writhing against him. “Ethan. I need…I need…” I trailed off as one hand slid lower, moving down my stomach, down inside my underwear. His thumb skated over my clit, and I bucked against him, throwing my head back.

“Stay still,” he commanded. He kissed down my neck, slipping his fingers further down, rubbing over my wetness. “You’re fucking soaked,” he growled, pushing a finger inside me. A second finger joined the first, and he fucked me with his fingers, stroking his thumb across my swollen clit until I couldn’t bear it any longer.

“I’m going to come. I can’t-I can’t…oh, fuuuck.” My body spasmed around his fingers as the orgasm crashed over me.

He held me through the aftershocks, then bent down to whisper in my ear. “Take your underwear off. I want you naked. Leave the heels on.”

I obeyed on shaking legs, stripping down and turning to face him. He was still fully dressed, not even a wrinkle in his clothes, but staring at me with so much hunger and fire in his eyes that I whimpered, taking a step towards him, craving his touch.

“Watch me,” he instructed. He lifted his fingers, the same fingers that had just given me the best orgasm of my life, and took them into his mouth, one by one, swirling his tongue around them. He groaned. “Mmm, you taste so good. I need to taste you properly, to make you come with my mouth.”

“Not yet,” I managed to breathe, my mind still scrambled from everything that had just occurred. “Let me take care of you now.” I reached out, running my hand over his thick, hard length, and he moaned.

“Yes.”

He was giving me the illusion of control, at least for a moment, and I was going to make the most of it. I undid his trousers, and he stepped out of them. “Take off the rest of your clothes,” I told him, stroking his cock through his boxers.

His eyes rolled back. “Avery, don’t…I-I won’t last if you keep touching me like that.”

“You’d better hurry up, then, hadn’t you?” I licked my lips, staring up at him through lowered lashes.

I’d never seen him move so fast in my life.