Page 45 of The Love We Make

The balcony wrapped around the entire room as well, giving us 360-degree views of the city no matter where we stood. It was like something majestic and out of this world. I felt like a fucking king. And judging by the way Madison was eyeing everything, touching everything, she must have felt a little royal herself.

“Ethan,” Madison said with a tremble in her voice. “This is too much. This is unbelievable.”

I shrugged and played it off. As far as I was concerned, it was perfect.

“We could have stayed at the other place, it was amazing.”

“Yeah it was nice, but I wanted the best.”

“Seems like a lot of money just to get laid,” she giggled, trying to make a joke.

I wasn’t laughing. This may not have been my first time, but I was far from considering this a quick fuck. In fact, I was already done being her best friend.

For the next 40 hours, I was the guy that was going to make so much love to her, that she would never settle for anything less. She thought this was a one-time thing, sex, and then done. But I already knew that it was going to be a good old fashion sex-a-thon.

Starting now.

She was looking out of the window at the city when I walked slowly up behind her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and nuzzled my lips into her neck. She gasped and jumped but didn’t push me away.

“What…. what are you doing?”

“I told you, the second we walked through those doors, I was no longer your best friend.”

“So who are you?”

I softly kissed her neck causing her to moan. That moan shot straight to my dick. I loved that moan. It was my new favorite sound.

So I did it again.

“I’m the guy that is going to be the first one inside you. The first one to make love to you.”

A shiver ran down her body at my words. I knew she wasn’t expecting this side of me. And to be honest, I wasn’t either. I didn’t expect to feel so comfortable, so at ease. I immediately felt that this was exactly where I was supposed to be—running my lips on her neck and making her moan.

I turned her to face me and cradled her face in my hand. I gently ran my thumb along her lips. I had looked at these lips a million times but never in my wildest dreams did I envision kissing them. Kissing Madison was never an option when I grew up thinking she was like a sister. You don’t kiss or even dream of kissing your sister.

Luckily, Madison wasn’t actually my sister. So I was about to kiss the fuck out of her.

“Last chance, Maddy,” I warned, eyeing her lips so she knew what was about to happen.

She nodded slightly and licked her lips. She was giving me the go-ahead and I was more than ready.

I inched closer, my lips barely a hair away from hers. I wanted to soak in one last minute of not knowing what it was like to kiss her because I was sure that once my lips touched hers, I would never be the man I was in that moment again.

I kept my eyes open, wanting to watch her, gauge her reactions. I closed the distance slowly and kissed her. Tentatively at first. Just lips and long pecks.

But after a few seconds, instinct took over and I pressed into her more, deeper. I grabbed the back of her neck, keeping her from retreating. I used my tongue to run along the crease of her lips, begging her to let me in.

And she did.

One more gasp from her and I was in, and it was over, and neither one of us was ever going to be the same.

Chapter 16

Madison

Ethan’s tongue slipped between my lips and tangled with my own tongue and I knew my life was forever changed. I would never look at Ethan again without thinking of this moment.

Our first kiss.