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“Fuck, Ethan,” I managed to say. “Everything okay?”
His eyes glistened, the blue almost consumed by black. “Yeah.” The word came out breathless. “Just need a minute.”
He took deep breaths. The pause benefited us both—I needed the moment to pull back from the edge.
“All the time you need.” I traced my fingers along his cock, smiling as it jumped at my touch.
He began moving, and I let him maintain control until he found his rhythm. Ethan’s hips rose and fell, taking my entire length. He’d almost release me completely before sinking down again. Each descent ratcheted up the intensity.
The measured pace was maddening in the most delicious way. Carefully, I started moving with him, thrusting upward as he descended.
He nodded, his eyes glazing as a sheen of sweat broke out on his chest.
“You like that?”
He grunted an acknowledgment. “Need fucking more.”
Ethan leaned forward, gripping my shoulders. I increased both speed and force as he tightened and released around me. The sensations bordered on too much, but seeing how much he was enjoying this drove me forward.
His cock bounced against my stomach with each movement, leaving trails of slick across my skin. I wrapped my hand around him, stroking in rhythm.
“Yes.” The word escaped as a whimper, his body trembling. “Harder, please.”
He pushed back against me with greater urgency. I matched his pace, our bodies slick with sweat, breaths coming in ragged gasps.
My orgasm built, tension coiling tighter with each thrust.
“I’m close,” I gasped, muscles tensing as I teetered on the edge of release.
Ethan looked down at me, eyes filled with love and hunger. “Come with me.”
His hand joined mine around his cock, our fingers interlocking as we stroked together. His muscles clenched as he shattered. Ropes of cum shot across my stomach and chest as he cried out.
That sight pushed me over.
With a final thrust, I came, my body shuddering through the intensity. For endless moments, there was nothing but our joined groans and pulsing bodies as we emptied ourselves.
As the aftershocks subsided, Ethan remained where he was, smiling down at me. His face softened with satisfaction, flushed cheeks and half-lidded eyes making him look impossibly sexy.
“I suppose I need to move.” But even having said that, he didn’t try to shift.
I caressed his thigh. “I kind of like you right there. It’s a nice view.”
He glanced down at my chest and stomach. “Oh my god. I made such a mess.”
“It was fuckin’ hot. It just kept going.”
He reached behind himself and adjusted so my cock slipped free. With a graceful movement, he rolled to the side and settled next to me.
“Even on your chin.” He leaned in and licked it away.
I groaned at the intimacy and ran my hand across his back, and he rewarded me with a languid kiss.
He relaxed against me with a contented sigh. “I’m sure I’ve never come that much before.” He wrapped an arm around me, ignoring the stickiness between us.
“That was…” I began, but words failed to capture what we’d shared.
“I don’t think I’ve got the words either.” Those blue eyes I could lose myself in forever looked into mine. “I love you.”
