Chapter 55 A very different Ethan.

Chapter 55 A very different Ethan.
Laramie:

"Come with me."

Ethan stepped back as he reached for my hands. I followed him into the room behind the closed door. We stopped in front of the bed with the red silk sheets and the strange contraption suspended above it.

The room looked exactly as it did before: the lighting was soft and seductive, the atmosphere inside was sexy and sultry - a little secretive as well. Excitement and anticipation began to coil deep inside despite myself.

Just like it did in the bathroom on that first day, the air around Ethan changed completely as soon as he stepped inside the room and closed the door behind us. It was like he had left the sweet, softer version of himself in the apartment outside. The Ethan standing in front of me was serious, intense, dangerous almost. His eyes grew dark, his jaw tensed, and that little muscle at the base of his throat began to pulse once more.

He remained silent and took his time as he undressed me, starting with my shirt, he trailed soft kisses down my body - starting at the top of my head to the tip of my nose, my mouth, the curve of my jaw, and down to my collar bone. His lips were soft, his breath warm and moist. My skin tingled as he left a trail of goosebumps in the wake of his mouth.

He slowly pulled my bra aside and took first, my one breast and then the other into his mouth. He drew circles around my tightening nipples with the very tip of his tongue in an agonizingly slow manner. I arched my back as he sucked and nibbled on them. When I pushed my hands into his hair, he grabbed me by my wrists and pinned my arms to my sides. He pulled his head back just enough to speak.

"No touching."

Then -

He started to trail kisses down the dip of my cleavage, over my torso, and down to the top button of my skirt. Ethan let go of my wrists to undo the button and pull my skirt down to my ankles, leaving me standing in my panties and my bra pulled down just enough to make my breasts spill over. I felt a little awkward - just standing there like that with my arms hanging limply by my sides, but for some reason, I didn't move. I did as Ethan told me: I did not touch him, no matter how badly I wanted to.

Ethan then trailed those same soft kisses over my pussy down to my thighs and back up again. A delicious shiver shot up my spine, making me throw my head back in pleasure. Using his teeth, Ethan pulled my panties down exposing me completely. For a moment, He just sat on his knees in front of me, staring at my naked pussy like he had just opened a gift he'd been wanting for Christmas. It made me blush.

"Now, be a good girl and spread your legs, Laramie."

His voice was rough and husky with lust. He spoke without looking at me - he kept his eyes locked on my naked pussy.

I did as I was told.

Using his fingers, he gently parted my folds exposing my swollen clit. Then, he started to kiss me there - soft and tender at first, almost like he was making out with my pussy. The warm moisture of his mouth felt incredible on the tender skin. Small tremors echoed through my body with every touch of his lips. And when he sucked me into his mouth, I had to clench my fists to keep from grabbing onto his head. I began to rock my hips in rhythm with his mouth, but he stopped, pulled his head back and looked up at me.

"No moving."

I only nodded my head. I liked sweet, sensitive Ethan - he was great. But I loved sexy, commanding Ethan - he took my breath away. Opened up parts of me that I never even knew existed. He made me feel free, reckless, and incredibly sexy all at the same time. And the things he did to my body - I had no words to describe them. All I knew was that I never wanted it to end.

He started to kiss me again, slowly teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue - sliding it up and down as he sucked on me again. My lust for Ethan pooled between my legs just as he slid his tongue inside. A soft moan rumbled low in the base of his throat, and he clenched his hands around my ass, pulling me into him as he forced his tongue even deeper inside me.

My thighs tensed as I thrust my hips forward. Ethan's skilled mouth was about to send me over the edge - I could feel my entire body getting ready for that magnificent release. But just as I was about to fall, Ethan stopped, pulling his head back so that he could look at me.

His eyes were so dark that they seemed almost black. His mouth was slightly open, and his lips glistened with a mixture of his spit and my lust for him. He looked so fucking sexy it took every ounce of self-control I possessed not to grab hold of his head, pull him to his feet, and kiss him until his toes curled and breath left his lungs. So, instead, I just chewed on my bottom lip - my body aching for him to finish what he had started.

"God, Laramie. I don't think I'll ever be able to get enough of you."

He didn't sound pleased about that statement. Instead, he almost made it sound like a punishment. And I couldn't understand why. Wasn't that supposed to be a good thing? I didn't think that I would ever get enough of Ethan either, but I was okay with that. More than okay, actually.

For the longest time, Ethan just stared at me. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him even if I wanted to. The tension between us became so charged that it took my breath away.

Finally, Ethan slowly dragged his eyes away from mine and down the length of my body. His gaze settled on my pussy again. Something came over me then - something that made me feel sexier and more seductive than I've ever felt in my life. I wanted Ethan to want me - more than he already did. I wanted to drive him crazy with lust. I wanted to send him over the edge just like he did with me.

So, slowly, I moved my hand over my pussy and used my own fingers to pull my folds apart. Ethan's breath hitched, his body went rigid.

"Is this what you want?" I breathed; my voice was low, sultry.

At first, Ethan didn't move and I felt a little silly for doing what I did. But then, Ethan shot to his feet, grabbed my hand, and pulled it away with such force that I stumbled.

"Don't you ever do that again, Laramie."