Page 29 of Lost Without You
It was a kiss unlike any other.
Rachel let out a sigh as Ethan pulled her in tight to his chest. She needed his touch more than any words of promise. There was something special about the way he treated her—protective and caring and add to that the intense chemistry that flared between them and it all led up to this moment. When Ethan pulled her in tightly and they kissed, her body lit up inside like the brightest lights in Times Square.
Frantic in her need to get closer, Rachel pulled back and yanked on her belt, letting the robe fall from her shoulders. She shivered as her bare skin met the coolness of the air-conditioning. Her breasts ached and she gasped when Ethan cupped them, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples, gently at first then with greater urgency.
“I need you, Ethan,” she murmured as she gripped his hair and tugged, his answering moan ratcheting up her desire.
He bent his head and licked one of her nipples, swirling his hot tongue over the sensitive bud. The resulting jolt of need had her swiveling her hips for more friction. She was so wet she’d probably make a mess of his pants, but she couldn’t care less. She was too far gone to do anything but let her body’s instinct take over.
Ethan power-lifted them off the chair and the robe fell to the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her over to the bed and laid her down, his body following. Deep, drugging kisses fed their passion and had them tearing at Ethan’s clothes in their haste to finally meet skin to skin. Ethan reared back to finish undressing and Rachel licked her bottom lip, ravenous to taste every inch of him. He wasn’t ripped, but had perfect natural definition. Sexy, broad shoulders and firm pecs covered in dark hair with a treasure trail that led … directly to the treasure. She watched as he took his stiff cock in hand and tugged, using the pre-cum to slide up and down, the large head pulsing.
“Too far away. Come over here and touch me,” she whispered.
But Ethan didn’t move. Well, except for his hand. He gave her a wicked smile, one she hadn’t seen yet and goosebumps popped up all over her body as he continued to give her a show.
Two can play that game.
She cupped one of her breasts and tugged on the nipple, enjoying the arc of pleasure as her other hand dipped lower, down her stomach and between her legs. Her pussy was aching, and so wet. She spread her legs to give Ethan a better view as she rubbed her clit, then eased one finger deep inside.
“Ethan,” she moaned out as her body’s needs took over.
She watched the myriad of lustful expressions passing over Ethan’s face, a flush spreading down his face and neck, his chest moving in and out quickly as he struggled for breath.
Ethan snagged her ankle in a move so fast and unexpected, her breath caught. He pulled her down the bed until her lower legs fell over the edge and her feet touched the floor. Ethan stood in front of her. Temptation was right there for her taking.
She gripped the base of his stiff cock with one hand and gave the throbbing head a playful lick, tasting his salty essence, murmuring her pleasure. His body trembled and she looked up at him. She’d never felt so vulnerable and yet so powerful with any lover. Ethan looked at her with such devouring intensity she began to tremble in response.
“You continue like that, and I won’t last long at all. Lie back on the bed and show me again how you pleasure that beautiful pussy,” Ethan ordered.
Rachel would normally bristle at such demands, but with this man, in this bed … the sheets would ignite once they both got in them.
She did as he asked and slowly laid back down. Using her thumb to massage her aching clit, she used another finger to tease her pussy. She pushed one finger in deep and imagined it was Ethan’s cock, the feeling of fullness so good, but she needed more. In and out, she fucked herself as he watched, her whole body coiling tighter and tighter as her arousal started to peak. Not just the act of pleasuring herself but being watched by Ethan at the same time was turning her on like nothing else. Normally her lovers were quick to get to the fucking, but Ethan was enjoying watching her and she’d never felt more desirable.
“Stop,” Ethan demanded, and she complied. “Bring that finger up to your sexy lips and taste yourself.”
She did what he demanded and licked her finger and a deep growl emanated from Ethan, making her squirm. Finally, finally, he placed one knee on the bed and bent down over her. He took her hand, sucking on her finger as she watched.
“As sweet as your kisses. And better than I imagined,” Ethan murmured.
“Fuck, Ethan,” Rachel moaned as she spread her legs and felt his hard cock brush her thighs, her pussy.
“Fuck is right, but first…” He leaned down and kissed her again. Angling her head, she let out a whimper as his tongue claimed her, owned her.
“God, I thought you were beautiful before, but now,” Ethan whispered as he licked a path down between her breasts, over her quivering stomach, then lower. “Rachel.”
He moaned her name against her skin as he worshiped her pussy with slow, languid licks, teasing her clit with fast strokes as she gripped the bedsheets in each fist. She moaned so loudly all the guests on this floor probably heard her.
“Ethan, please,” she whined as he gave her one last lick and looked up at her.
“Condom?” he asked, and she pointed to her bag near the nightstand.
He quickly stood up, dug into her bag, then suited up. He spread her legs even farther. Using one finger, he teased her clit again, then lower, sliding his finger deep into her pussy. Fucking her gently at first then with increasing urgency. Another finger, until she was a trembling mess. She felt his thighs shaking against her own.
“Enough teasing, Ethan, fuck me. I’m ready,” she murmured as he lined up his cock and entered her in one smooth thrust.
“More,” Rachel moaned as she lifted her hips.
Kneeling between her legs, he gripped her ass cheeks and began a steady rhythm that made her toes curl. She reached for his hips, then further back, squeezing his taut ass cheeks and urging him on.