ELLIE
The way his voice sounded – rough and seductive – ignited my
desire, almost making me give in to his tempting proposal.
“Maybe after dinner… and a shower,” I suggested, reminding myself
that we were still in our sweaty workout clothes.
“Dinner can wait…” he said, grabbing my thighs and locking them
around his waist. “But I can’t,” he finished, lifting me up.
With no options left, I surrendered to his will, letting him carry me
toward the bedroom, unable to say no when he had just declared
himself once again, admitting he would even beg on his knees if
necessary.
Once inside the bedroom, he carried me straight into the bathroom,
setting me down on the sink. With his hips between my legs, he
grabbed the hem of his sweatshirt and pulled it over his head along
with his t–shirt, revealing his muscular chest and abs.
“The sacrifice is really worth it,” I teased, licking my lips and biting the lower one as I trailed my fingers across his skin, still enticingly
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gleaming with a thin layer of sweat.
The feel of his firm, warm skin under my fingers made my entire body
heat up, as if his warmth were seeping into me.
He kept his eyes on me as my fingers traced every defined muscle,
sliding down his chest and exploring the dips and ridges above and
below his navel.
I could already feel the desire pulsing inside me. Grabbing my hand,
he gently moved it away to tug at the hem of my t–shirt, pulling it
over my head.
“We should be making dinner… I thought you were hungry,” I
commented, feeling his fingers unfasten my bra at my back, sending a
soft shiver through me.
“I am,” he said with a hungry look, holding my gaze as he slipped the
piece of clothing away, freeing my breasts.
“Okay… but go easy on me,” I murmured, wrapping my arms around
his neck. “Remember, I need to be able to walk home tomorrow.”
“I thought I always went easy on you,” he teased, hooking his fingers
into the waistband of my pants and yanking them down my legs
abruptly, along with my panties.
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Finally, he stripped off my socks and his own pants, standing
completely naked. And even after all this time, I could still spend
hours just admiring how ridiculously hot he was.
“Fuck…” I growled under my breath.
“What?” he murmured, his brown eyes flickering between my eyes, my
mouth, and my breasts.
“You were right… I get why they can’t forget,” I admitted playfully.
“Do you really want to talk about that right now?”
“Fuck it…” I whispered against his lips, making it clear I didn’t care.
“After all, who’s the one wearing the ring?”
“That’s my girl…” he whispered back, sliding his fingers over my belly.
“Confident…” he continued, moving downward, past my navel,
slipping between my legs. “And delicious.” He started moving his
fingers, making me shudder and arch my back.
“Ethan…” I moaned, breathless, closing my eyes.
“So wet and ready,” he whispered, increasing the pressure and speed
of his movements. “Ready for the ride?” he teased, suddenly stopping
and pulling his fingers away, making me open my eyes, dazed.
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Then he grabbed my thighs and lifted me, carrying me toward the
shower.
ETHAN
With one final deep thrust, I felt my body tense up just as she
clenched around me, almost crushingly tight, moaning my name over
and over in that maddening way as she came.
The sound of it pushed me over the edge. Feeling like my heart and
cock were about to explode, I surrendered, letting the sensation
consume me.
The wave of tension swept through my body, making every muscle
tighten, shooting down my back and making me explode inside her.
Burying my face in her neck, I moaned, breathless against her wet
skin, digging my fingers into her thighs and feeling like my legs were
bolted to the ground.
I savored every second of the pleasure, feeling the tension leave my
body and my heart slow down, finally relaxing against her wet skin,
wishing I could stay inside her forever.
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But I had to pull away shortly after, regaining the ability to move my
legs. Still slightly breathless, she remained leaning against the wall
as I gently set her feet back on the floor.
“Let’s finish this shower,” I said, reaching out to turn the water back
Grabbing some soap, I spread it across my hands, intending to wash
every curve of her body. Exhausted, she willingly let me, lazily
returning the favor when it was her turn, and by the time we were
done, I was almost hard again.
I only waited for her to wrap herself in a towel before lifting her into
my arms and carrying her to the bed. She kept looking at me with a
lazy, satisfied smile along the way, making me feel like the luckiest
damn man in the world.
Laying her down, I climbed into bed right after.
“I’m sorry about earlier. I really would have avoided all those
encounters if I could,” I said, still feeling a little bad about the
situation, though proud of how she had handled it, seemingly
unaffected.
“It’s fine, it’s just the past. Forget it,” she soothed, sounding a little
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