CHAPTER 24
“Jess.”
Ethan’s voice was rough as sandpaper as her name scraped the back of his throat. A desperation he’d never experienced overtook him and he tried to fight it. To ignore it. To not give into the overpowering intensity that was raging inside of him. She ignored his warning and continued her “massage therapy.”
Her fingers tightened around the base of his shaft and then pulsed as her fist moved up and down. “It seems that this massage is only exacerbating the growth.”
“Jess.”
Part of his brain understood that he’d said her name at least half a dozen times and it hadn’t done anything to dissuade her behavior. If anything, she grew bolder each time he uttered it.
He needed to say something else.
You have to stop this.
Now.
This can’t happen.
We need to talk.
All of those thoughts and more were running through his head but was he saying any of them out loud? No.
Releasing her grip, she tugged his pants farther down his legs as she said, “Since manual manipulation isn’t alleviating the swelling, I’m going to try a different therapy. It’s experimental but there have been studies done that show that kissing things makes them better. Maybe I should try that.”
Ethan’s dick jumped at the suggestion and arousal coursed through him. Jess leaned down, keeping her eyes locked on his as she pressed her full lips against the head of his cock. His mushroom tip pulsed against the soft, firmness of her lips.
“Fuck,” he groaned as he reached up and ran his fingers through her silky soft hair.
He didn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve her. But fuck if he had the willpower to stop.
Her delicate fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft as she parted her lips and sucked him into the wet heat of her mouth. He hissed as she tightened her grip and began rolling her tongue along the sensitive spot just beneath the lip of his head. Over and over again, she worked her mouth up and down his shaft at the same time she jerked him off with her hand, increasing the pressure of both her suction and the grip of her fingers around him.
“Mmmm,” she hummed and he felt the vibration shoot down his dick straight to his balls.
Fisting his hand in her hair, he pulled her off of him. He had a lot of backup from three weeks of no sex, including with his own hand. He was scared that when he finally blew his load it would be like a popped fire hydrant.
“Hey, I wasn’t done.” She started to go back in but he stopped her.
“I want to taste you.” He still had limited mobility, but he wasn’t about to let that stop him from making sure that he wasn’t the only one getting off. “Sit on my face.”
Her lips, that were swollen from sucking him, parted as she stood.
“Take off your top.”
It was killing him, not being able to do all the things that he wanted to do to her but that didn’t mean he was going to be a passive participant.
She smiled as she untied the knot that was sitting between her breasts, then she slid the top off her shoulders revealing her perfect, perky breasts.
“Now your skirt.”
She reached behind her and he heard the sound of the zipper running down before the white material slid off her hips and pooled at her feet. She stepped out of her heels and hooked her thumbs in her red thong and slid them down her legs. When she straightened, his heart jumped in his chest.
“Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are?”
She didn’t answer, she just stared into his eyes.
“Come here.”
She took the few steps to the end of the couch where his head was. His heart that had leapt at the sight of her naked body now hammered in his chest as Jess gingerly straddled him, gently resting her knees on either side of his shoulders.
She looked down at him as she shifted her body so that her sex was hovering above his mouth and he covered her mound with his lips. He licked her seam and flicked her clit as she rocked against his tongue. Her hips rolled as she rode his mouth. As much as he hated his limitations, he had to admit that knowing that she was setting the pace to bring herself to climax was a hell of a consolation prize.
When her inner thighs began to tremble and she ground against his tongue harder he knew she was getting close. He flicked his tongue faster until she bucked against him and he tasted her juices all over his tongue.
He continued licking her softly until she collapsed beside him. After catching her breath, she excused herself to clean up.
When she was in the bathroom, he sat up and pulled his shirt off.
She came back into the room to find him sitting up, buck naked, with his erection jutting straight up in the air.
Her eyes widened in surprise.
“Come here.”
* * *
Jess’s legs were still shaking as she walked over to Ethan and placed a knee on each side. She put her hands on the back of the couch to steady herself and she noticed that they were trembling, too, either from the earth-shattering orgasm she’d just had or in anticipation of what was to come.
Pun intended, she grinned to herself.
As she was straddling him, he gripped the base of his dick with one hand and her hip with the other. He guided her hips to lift up and forward so that their bodies were lined up perfectly. His thick crown was pressing against the wet slit of her sex.
“Are you ready?” The roughness in his voice caused her sex to clench against his engorged head.
Just like it had in the hotel room when he’d asked if she was hungry, her body answered before she could. He was already sliding inside of her as she breathed, “Yes.”
She opened her mouth in a silent cry as he slowly entered her at an excruciatingly measured pace until he filled her to the hilt, stretching her inner walls to their limit. Her eyes shut and she bit her lip as she held perfectly still, giving her body time to adjust to the intrusion.
When her muscles relaxed, she attempted to rise up, but Ethan’s hand on her hip stopped her movement.
Opening her eyes she saw the intensity in his gaze.
“Don’t move.”
She froze. “Am I hurting you?”
“No.” He let out a strained laugh. “You feel too fucking good and I want this to last longer than two seconds.”
She nodded with understanding as she stared into his honey eyes. Tears threatened to fill her lids as she realized the connection that she’d been missing the last few weeks was back. He was filling an ache deep inside of her, not just a physical one, but an emotional one, too.
Ethan had been so guarded, so angry, so distant. Every day that passed she’d felt him drifting father away from her. But right now they were one with each other. They were connected. Not just their bodies, but their spirits. There were no barriers between them.
Without waiting for permission from her brain, her tear ducts acted on their own accord and she felt a drop slip down her cheek.
Ethan’s brow creased. “Jess?”
“I missed you,” she admitted as another tear fell down her face.
Needing to show him just how much she’d missed him, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his neck. When she did, her nipples brushed against his skin and the sensation caused her core to spasm around his body embedded deeply inside of her. His fingers gripped her as he inhaled sharply.
“Is this okay?” She asked against his salty skin.
“Yes.”
He let his head drop back, giving her greater access, and she began to trail her mouth along the vein that always popped out when he was mad or turned on. She licked up the side of his neck and nibbled as she went back down. Using his good arm, his hand roamed her thigh, her back, her neck, and her hip.
She could feel him expanding inside of her. His member pulsed against her walls that cocooned him. Having him fill her up so completely forcing herself to keep her hips still while she kissed his neck was a different kind of erotic. It was a slow build that soon had her fighting the urge to squirm.
When her need reached critical mass, she sat up and breathlessly asked, “Can I move yet?”
“Touch yourself.”
“What?”
His eyes lowered down to where their bodies were intimately joined. “Touch yourself.”
She trailed her fingers down his chiseled chest on their way to his appointed destination. Her gaze stayed trained on Ethan’s face as she watched him watch her. Seeing the way he looked at her emboldened her and she spread her thighs farther apart as she slid her finger between her lips and began rubbing her swollen, sensitized nub.
She set the rhythm that she knew would bring her to climax the fastest and when she did, her body began milking him.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he groaned as he gripped her hips tighter.
That was all it took for her to go up and over the edge. She tried to stay as still as possible as wave after wave of release enveloped her.
When the last spasm rocked through her and she drifted back to the present she opened her eyes and saw Ethan staring back at her.
“Did you…”
He let out a small chuckle. “Yeah.”
“Good.” She smiled as she snuggled into her favorite position, lying her head on his shoulder.
With his good arm he ran his hand up and down her thigh and it was as if nothing else existed. It was just the two of them. She held onto him, clinging to the moment. She thought about telling him how she felt but decided that she didn’t want the bubble they were floating in to burst.
If she could stop time, this would be the second she chose to freeze. She didn’t know what their future held, or even what was going to happen tomorrow, but right now, everything was right in the world.