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“Doesn’t make much sense,” Mia mutters, then whispers in my ear, “I wanna do something nice for you…”
I try to smile, but it hurts.
However, even in pain, the thought of what she is insinuating perks me up.
“I don’t have much to offer today,” I whisper back to her, caressing her hair.
“Don’t worry,” she smiles, gently touching her forehead to mine. “Let me take care of you.”
“C’mon, Debbie, let’s leave Mia and Ethan alone,” Sarah says, taking her daughter by the hand and winking at us.
Debrah looks at us and seems confused.
“But they can’t kiss,” she utters as she goes.
“There’s more to it than kissing, right?” Mia bites on my earlobe.
“Too bad you have to stay.” I slide one hand to her inner thigh.
“Go to your room ahead of me and rest a little,” Mia says, lightly kissing my neck. “I’ll be right there with you as soon as I can.”
“Okay,” I try to breathe in despite the pain. I don’t know how we’ll manage, but I’m determined to find a way.
Chapter Twenty-Three
MIA
The game extended into sudden death, but in the end, the Iron Huskies won, preserving their winning streak. The youngest player in the Iron Huskies befriended everyone on the other team and invited them to the after-party, which pushed me to the brink of exhaustion.
But I made a promise to Ethan, and I’m not going to break it, no matter how tired I am.
It’s been several hours since we talked when I finally make it to his room.
I open the door carefully to a darkened room lit only by the blue tint of a muted TV. Ethan is lying on his back, snoring due to his injuries, completely naked under the bed sheet.
In silence, I step out of my shoes and undress, taking my time, not wanting to wake him until absolutely necessary.
I approach the bed with a mix of anticipation and tenderness. As I crawl beside him, one of my legs tangles around his, my body pressing close to his warmth. My free hand trails a slow, deliberate path from his broad shoulders down his chest, fingers grazing the contours of his toned torso before reaching his member.
He stirs immediately at my touch, his penis responding with a firm eagerness. I stroke him with a gentle rhythm, feeling him grow harder under my hand. Ethan's eyes flutter open, meeting mine with a sleepy, yet hungry gaze. “You made it,” he murmurs, his voice a deep and sexy tone that sends shivers down my spine. A slow, seductive smile tugs at his lips, and I can’t help but smile back.
The temptation to kiss him is overwhelming, but I remember his injury. Instead, I press my lips to the tender curve of his neck, kissing a trail up to his jawline. His breath catches, and a throaty moan escapes him, a sound that makes my pulse quicken.
Straddling his body, I feel the heat between us intensify as I begin to grind against him. The tip of his member teases me, making me quiver, the anticipation making my skin break out in goosebumps.
His hands find their way to my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples with a slow, deliberate pressure that makes me moan softly. My body arches towards him, craving more of his touch. I lean back slightly, placing my hands on his knees for support.
Ethan rocks his hips up, and I gasp as he enters me with a smooth, thrusting motion.
A layer of sweat quickly forms on my skin as I begin to move with him. The sensations build rapidly, a boiling cauldron of pleasure that seems to consume me entirely. Ethan’s grunts of satisfaction mix with my moans.
Looking down at him, I enjoy his face contorted in pure pleasure. His hands grip my thighs, fingers pressing into my skin.
“Oh, shit,” he murmurs suddenly, pulling out with a look of concern. He reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing a condom. “Can’t be too careful,” he says.
Before I tell him we don’t need it, I catch myself and let him put it on.
As soon as he’s ready, I waste no time climbing back on top of him, guiding him back inside with my hand. The sensation of him filling me up again is electric, a shockwave of pleasure that makes me cry out. Ethan’s hands return to my waist, gripping tightly as I start to gyrate my hips, finding a rhythm that feels as if we’re moving in perfect harmony.
