Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Ethan had torn her panties off, and he was now staring at her bare crotch. She knew she should be embarrassed, but Ethan had her so turned on that all of her inhibitions were gone. All she could do now was shudder and wait and wait and—-
Aaaaaaaah.
Ethan's fingers had finally parted her moist, swollen folds open, and before Anah could draw another breath, his tongue had already thrust all the way in.
"OH GOD."
Anah collapsed against the island, her fingers restlessly fumbling for something to hold on to as Ethan began fucking her with his tongue. And God, he was so, so good at it. So good. Oh God, so good he had her writhing in seconds, her body bucking up and down with every forceful plunge of his tongue.
"Oh God, Ethan..." She was half-crying, half-gasping. He had her so wildly out of control that she couldn't even make herself care over the possibility someone outside might hear her.
Pleasure began to gradually tighten into a ball inside of her, and Anah could only close her eyes. Oh God, it was finally...finally...
Stars of pleasure exploded like fireworks behind her eyelids as a tumultuous wave swept over her, and her senses went haywire with Ethan still relentlessly driving his tongue in and out of her quivering pussy.
Anah forced her eyes to open when she felt him finally straighten, and the first thing she saw was his still-engorged and fully aroused cock.
Ethan was gripping the edges of the kitchen island in an effort to keep himself in check. The taste of Anah was still on his lips, and the scent of her orgasm was driving him mad. He wanted to fuck her more than ever, and all he could do was desperately remind himself of his promise—-
"Ethan?"
He tried his best to keep his voice steady as he answered her. "What is it?"
"It's past midnight—-"
What the fuck?
A sound that was half-groan, half-laugh escaped Ethan. "Goddammit, Anah..."
"And I still want you," Anah confessed jerkily.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Anah swallowed hard as Ethan's harsh gaze captured hers.
"One last chance, Anah..." A part of him was hoping she would be the sane one between them and back out. Another part of him wished she would say no. But what he never expected was Anah biting her lip...just before locking her legs around his waist.
Chapter Fourteen
A WHIMPER SLIPPED PAST Anah's lips as Ethan suddenly hauled her into his arms. Her legs still locked around his waist, she barely had time to curl her arms around his neck as Ethan wordlessly carried her to his room. Every step was pleasure at its most tortuous form, with the way it caused her still-quivering folds to rub against his own belly. She could literally feel her womanhood leave a moist imprint against his taut muscles, and the knowledge had her face flaming in embarrassment.
"I'm making you wet—-"
"I'll make you even wetter," Ethan promised her thickly, and Anah was torn between laughing and wailing in further embarrassment. Thankfully, she was spared from the need to respond; they had finally made it to his bedroom, and she choked back a laugh when, as soon as he had laid her down on the bed, his fingers swiftly moved over her form to divest her of her clothing.
Her bra and her dress were on the wooden floor in mere seconds, and just like that she was naked, trembling, and aching under the hazel glitter of his gaze.
Anah's heart started pounding hard and fast as Ethan began to move. The bed dipped under his weight as he moved between her legs and slowly parted her thighs. She watched him reach for his erection and could only gulp as he started stroking himself. The head of his cock began to glisten with pre-cum, and the sight stirred her. Moisture began pooling between her legs one again, and Anah's fingers clawed at the sheets as Ethan started leaning down.
Pleasure like he had never known before gripped his body the moment he started sliding the length of his cock against Anah's silken folds. He hadn't meant to compare, but the difference was impossible to ignore. There was just something about his little Anah...something that made his need for her feel almost goddamn sacred even though he still craved to dirty her pussy and have it smeared with her virginal blood and his cum.
The thought alone had him shuddering, and at that point there was no turning back, no goddamn way for honor and conscience to persuade him to leave her untouched.
Ethan captured her gaze just as his hands curved around her thighs to pin her legs down. "I can't promise I'll be gentle," he grated out.
She shook her head. "I d-don't want you to be—-" Her voice broke off, Ethan taking her completely by surprise when he suddenly thrust his long, hard, thick cock inside of her.