“Ethan,” I say with my eyes closed, opening my legs as much as they can go. We always had the best sex, always. We were never shy in the bedroom. If we wanted to try something, we did, and it always rocked our world. “Right there,” I say as he fucks me with two fingers that he slipped in. “Rub right there,” I say again as his fingers rub my G-spot, and my hand comes up to play with my nipples.
“I need,” I say, panting. “I need …” I can taste the fall; he bites down on my clit, and right when I start to come, he pulls his mouth away. I groan in frustration, and my eyes are about to open when I feel him slam into me in one hard thrust, causing us both to moan. I look down at his cock as it goes in and out of me in small, hard thrusts. His thick, meaty thighs hit my ass with each thrust. I can’t stop watching his cock as my pussy takes all of him. I feel so full, and the sound of us panting fills the room.
“Harder,” I say, wanting him to fuck me so hard that I won’t be able to walk tomorrow. He slams into me, and I moan and arch my back. “Again,” I say as he thrusts into me harder and harder. He takes one hand and pinches my nipple, sending lightning all the way down to my pussy, and he knows it.
“Squeeze me,” he says, pinching it and then rolling it between his fingers. I lick my middle finger, and he watches me, his eyes fixated on my finger. “Play with yourself while I fuck you.” He doesn’t have to tell me twice. My finger rubs my clit side to side.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he says between clenched teeth. “Look at us,” he says, looking down at where we meet. “So wet,” he says, and I know that I’m getting wetter and wetter as he rubs my G-spot over and over again. “Fuck, I’m almost there,” he says, pinching my nipple so much harder now it makes my hand move on my clit frantically.
“That’s it, Sunrise,” he says. “Come on my cock,” he says, and I just listen to him as I come all over his cock. Over and over again, my pussy convulses on his cock. Just when I think I’m coming down from it, he slams into me two more times, and I’m moaning out his name as I come again. He plants himself balls deep in me and comes with a roar. He collapses on top of me, resting his face on my chest.
My legs wrap around his waist as I catch my breath. I close my eyes for just a minute, and then I feel his tongue on my nipples, and my legs tighten around his waist. “Unless you are ready for round two, I suggest you stop that.” Instead of moving his mouth away from me, he slips out and then slowly slides back in.
“Time for round two,” he says right before he fucks me again until I see stars.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Ethan
“If you keep touching me like that, nothing is going to get done,” she says, standing in front of the kitchen sink. She wears my shirt and nothing else while my hands are on her tits, teasing her nipples. “Seriously, Ethan,” she moans and pushes her ass back into my cock.
“I miss you,” I say into her neck, and she moves to give me access to it.
“You were in me less than five minutes ago.” She laughs.
“It’s not my fault,” I say, and it isn’t. I came out of the bedroom, and she was making coffee for me, and she leaned up to reach into the cabinet. Her shirt rose, showing me the bottom of her ass, and well … I walked up to her, grabbed her by the hips, and lifted her up enough to slide my cock into her. She didn’t say a word. She just lay forward on the counter and fucked me back.
“I see you, and I lose control. Are you sore?” I ask. I’ve taken her over and over again, the both of us always wanting a piece of the other one. The sex between us was always out of this world. She was never shy about it, and when she wanted something, she asked for it. Fuck, she bought the Kama Sutra book one Valentine’s Day, and we were working our way through it.
“You asked me if I was sore when we took a bath,” she reminds me, looking at me. “While you sat me on the edge and played with me.” I smirk, remembering that between eating her and finger fucking her, she was a mess. She finally had enough and just sank on my cock. The water went everywhere, and I mean everywhere. “Go make us something to eat, and then we can continue this,” she says. “There is still the couch we have to bless and maybe tonight the hammock.”
“Definitely fucking you on the hammock tonight,” I say, walking away from her to my cock’s strong disapproval. I take out some bacon and eggs while she makes toast,
