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“I don’t get the thrill of driving something so fast,” I say.
Ethan shakes his head with a grin. “It’s almost like a religious experience.”
I roll my eyes. “Would you say it’s like a sexual experience?” I lean into him and caress his inner thigh.
“Um…” He gives me a sideways glance and moves his hand from the gear shift to mine.
His calloused palm embraces my hand, sending a cascade of shivers down my spine. He then guides my hand from his thigh to his bulge, leaving it there for me to explore.
The fabric of his jeans is thick and stiff, but I can feel him, firm and well-defined, warming up my anticipation.
Ethan doesn’t look away from the road while I explore. He just divides his attention between the shift and my hand, encouraging me to squeeze tighter.
I’m about to reach for his fly when we arrive at the hotel. Ethan hands the keys to the valet, climbs out, and opens the door for me.
He guides me by the hand through the front doors to the elevator lobby. We say nothing, just kiss each other eagerly. Inside the elevator, I barely give him time to press the button to his floor before I start devouring him with my lips again.
We only stop when the elevator does. Even then, I have to prevent the door from closing again before we leave, skipping and giggling like children about to do something naughty.
The moment I enter his room, I know he’s paying for it out of pocket. The place is huge, with three different areas, a massive bathroom with a city view, and the scent of fresh linen in the air.
But the only place Ethan seems interested in showing me is the bed, where he lowers me, just like in my dream.
The anticipation hums between us as I watch him kick off his shoes, his movements deliberate and confident. He peels away his shirt and pants, revealing a sculpted, irresistible body that makes my breath hitch.
As if teasing me, he leaves his boxers on.
I focus on his boxers. The volume inside is considerable, and when I lower the boxers and see his powerful erection, it sends a thrill through me. I can’t resist and run my tongue along his shaft, feeling him harden under my touch. Ethan’s low groan and the way his fingers grip my hair only heighten my desire.
I slowly undress, savoring each moment. I unfasten my shirt, letting each button fall open with a deliberate slowness. When I reach my pink bra, I guide his hand to the clasp and let him unfasten it. My breasts are free, and his touch ignites a moan from me as he lowers his mouth to them, his kisses warm and demanding.
I kick off my heels, slide out of my pants, and straddle him, still wearing my matching lace panties. My nails graze down his chiseled torso as I move against him, feeling the heat of his body beneath mine. His hands grip my waist, anchoring me as I grind against him.
Looking into his eyes, I realize this moment is far more intense than any dream. The warmth of his body and his solid mass between my legs are electrifyingly real.
Ethan’s voice is a husky whisper. “There’s a condom in my wallet. It’s in my pants.”
I lean over the edge of the bed, finding his pants and the leather wallet nestled in the pocket. My fingers tremble slightly as I open the wallet and retrieve the condom.
With a careful touch, I unwrap the condom and slide it onto him. Straddling him once more, I push my panties aside, anticipation coiling tightly within me.
As Ethan enters me, a soft, shaky moan escapes my lips. He fills me completely, and we begin to move together, our rhythm slow and deliberate. His hands on my waist ground me as I lean forward, my hands resting on his shoulders.
He shifts his hands to my back, pulling me closer, his mouth moving to my chest. I arch into him, my cries becoming more urgent as he takes one nipple into his mouth and massages the other with his fingers. Every touch, every movement sends shivers through me, the connection between us growing more intense.
“Get on all fours,” he commands, his tone sending a delicious shiver down my spine.
I obey, lifting my hips, and he pulls down my panties with a swift motion. He presses against my entrance, and his thrusts are powerful and unrelenting. Each movement takes me closer to the edge, my cries becoming more fervent as he continues to drive into me.
The world blurs, time feels suspended as I climax, my voice breaking through with Ethan’s name. “Ethan!”
He chuckles, his rhythm never faltering. He continues, driving me to another peak, his touch both tender and demanding. He leans over, kisses my back, and reaches beneath me to caress my nipples. We move together, our bodies perfectly attuned, until Ethan’s pace quickens.
As he pushes deeply inside me, I cry out again, overwhelmed by the sensation. He lets out a primal grunt, and with a few final, measured strokes, he stays still, his breath coming in heavy bursts.
He leans down, pressing soft kisses along my shoulder and back of my neck, murmuring words of affection that send shivers down my spine.
Ethan shifts slightly, his hands sliding to my waist as he gently guides us into a spooning position. Our bodies fit together seamlessly and the sensation of him still inside me is comforting, grounding me in the moment.
