ELLIE
He gently pulled me, helping me down from the stool. His hands moved to the knot at the front of my coat, and slowly, he untied it, making my heart race and heat spread through my body.
Holding the coat open, he remained silent as his eyes roamed over my body. My stomach was churning with anxiety.
I was wearing red lingerie that Anna helped me pick out, consisting of a bra, panties, and a garter belt, with sheer elements and lace.
“When you bought this, did you get turned on imagining this moment?” he asked in a whisper, slowly tracing the line along the top of one of the bra cups.
“Thinking about you always turns me on,” I admitted, nearly breathless.
Sliding the coat off my arms, he let it fall around my feet. Gripping my thighs and wrapping them around his hips, he lifted me, placing me on the counter behind me.
“Ethan…”
“You’ve had your fun torturing me, but now it’s over.”
Positioning himself between my legs, he pulled me closer to the edge.
“Fuck dinner,” I growled, leaning in to kiss him, letting my desire explode as I poured it all into his lips.
My body was burning, craving to feel him possess me. I could no longer bear suppressing the desire that had been consuming me since we reunited.
Yanking off his hat, I slid my fingers into his hair, tugging slightly as I explored his mouth with my tongue in a wet, heated kiss.
But it wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I wanted everything at once, desperately—I wanted to feel his hands, his lips, and him inside me.
“I want you,” I whispered against his lips, panting.
“Looks like we’re starting with dessert…” he murmured with a naughty look, kissing my neck.
His lips left a trail as they traveled downward until they reached my breast. Pulling the cup of my bra down, he licked my nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking.
I closed my eyes, arching my body back and moaning. Bracing my hands against the surface behind me, I surrendered to the sensation.
“Ethan…”
His lips continued their descent, brushing along my ribs as his tongue slid over my stomach, making my core tighten with desire.
I opened my eyes, finding his brown gaze fixed on me with a wild gleam.
Pulling on the fabric of the garter belt, he stopped just below my navel, teasing me with his gaze. Lifting one of my legs, he draped it over his shoulder and kissed the inside of my thigh, never breaking eye contact.
Then he continued, moving down to my groin, sending shivers through me. But just when I thought he was going to touch me there, he shifted to my other thigh, doing the same and adding gentle sucks. He was driving me crazy.
“Please,” I begged.
His lips curved into a wicked smile as he placed them dangerously close to the fabric of my panties.
When he finally slid his thumb over the lace, pressing down, my body shuddered with pleasure.
Breathing unevenly, I watched as he pulled the fabric aside to use his tongue, gliding it slowly between my folds until he reached my clit.
The touch alone was enough to make me lose my mind, but the way he kept looking at me sent me over the edge.
I bit my lip hard, clutching a fistful of his hair with one hand as my stomach tightened, waves of pleasure coursing through my brain.
He focused on my clit, torturing me deliciously with his tongue.
So wet and warm.
I had missed this so much.
So much that I wouldn’t last long. My body grew hotter, and every movement of his tongue brought me closer, making the tension inside me build. I was losing my sanity.
Closing my eyes, I moaned, feeling my entire body unravel under his tongue. He knew exactly how to drive me crazy.
The only thing I could think about as pleasure consumed me was how much I wanted to feel him filling me.
The soft yet rough touch of his tongue was indescribable. My core began pulsing harder, and my mind was spinning, completely overtaken by pleasure.
Suddenly, the movements stopped. I opened my eyes, dazed, and before me, I saw and felt him sucking on me firmly.
“Oh my God!” I moaned, arching my back and bracing both hands on the surface behind me again.
The sensation made me try to squeeze my thighs around his head to stop him, but he wouldn’t let me, holding my thighs firmly in place.
My entire body trembled. I couldn’t take it anymore. All I wanted was to feel him inside me.
“Please, now,” I murmured, breathless. “Please…” I met his brown eyes.
“Say what you want,” he commanded, his hot breath brushing against my sensitive skin.
“I want you to fuck me.”