ELLIE
“Please…” I pleaded, trying to push his face away from between my legs, which were still trembling slightly.
Even after making me climax intensely, he still seemed insatiable, kissing me hungrily despite my sensitivity.
“Ethan…” I insisted, but this only seemed to encourage him, making him suck harder. “Damn…” I cursed, arching my back in response.
Entwining my fingers in his hair, I pulled hard, forcing him to rise. With a flushed face and nearly breathless, he gazed at me with his brown eyes full of lust.
“That’s enough,” I warned, panting.
“For whom?” he retorted, in a deep, husky tone, wrapping his hands around my hips to pull me off the counter.
As soon as my feet touched the floor, and before I could even protest, he turned my body, making me grasp the edge of the wooden surface.
“I think I need a minute…” I murmured over my shoulder, still feeling my legs a bit weak.
Behind me, he was shedding his last piece of clothing, along with his pants.
“You’ve already ended my fun… don’t ask me to wait any longer,” he whispered in my ear, pressing his hot, hard erection against my ass.
Feeling him was enough to change my mind. I didn’t need a minute. I wanted him now.
“Then what are you waiting for?” I teased in a whisper, rubbing against him and pulling his face to my neck.
“That’s my girl,” he growled softly, nuzzling my neck, making my skin shiver and a moan of satisfaction escape my throat.
The next moment, I felt him align with me, pushing his way in. I shuddered with pleasure, feeling the familiar and delicious sting as he slid in slowly, filling me inch by inch, spreading pleasure through me.
Reaching my limit, he withdrew in the same way, slowly, but a second later plunged in again, thrusting into me fully, this time fast and rough.
“Damn…” I moaned, using both hands to brace myself on the counter as he repeated the movement, starting to move deeper and deeper.
I knew I wouldn’t last long; my whole body was still on edge after the way he had made me climax. And now, everything seemed even more intense.
So, I just let myself be consumed by every sensation and the rhythm of his deep and wild movements, losing myself in the haze of pleasure that overtook my mind.
His heat, our moans and panting breaths, the sound of the flames crackling in the fireplace—everything seemed like a symphony, taking me further and further, making me lose track of time.
Every deep, husky moan that escaped his throat reverberated through my skin, making my reason seem more and more distant.
We were panting and sweaty despite the cold. With one hand tangled in the hair at my nape and an arm around my waist, he thrust harder and wilder, about to make me climax for the second time.
With my hands resting on the wooden counter, I was already surrendered, given over to the sensation of his hot, firm body sliding against mine.
I felt almost insane, overwhelmed by all the sensations, craving relief and, at the same time, wishing the ecstatic feeling would last forever.
“Ethan…”
“Damn…” he growled in my ear in response, making my body shiver and increasing the pace, thrusting his hips faster. “Are you going to come for me again, love?” he teased in a whisper, making me lose any remnants of reason I had left.
“Please…” I begged, not knowing exactly for what.
Then, sliding his hand over my belly and between my legs, he began to move his fingers around me, making me collapse once more.
My legs trembled and weakened, while my muscles tensed and I felt my insides pulse frantically, as if about to explode.
But none of that mattered—only the pleasure, turning my mind upside down, transforming everything into a delicious ecstasy that made me think I would go mad.
When my seconds in paradise finally ended, and the haze of pleasure began to fade, I realized how his grip around me had tightened and the rhythm of his movements had slowed.
Now, he was thrusting in a slow and sensual yet still maddening way. Yes, he would drive me crazy if he continued.
“Please, love…” I begged, trying to make him join me. “You’re killing me…” I continued, murmuring the words between each movement. “I… can’t anymore…”
“Fuck…” he growled, his arms wrapping around me with an almost crushing force… “Do you like seeing me like this?” he whispered in my ear during a deep thrust.
“Yes…” I murmured, breathless. “I love it when you lose control… Damn… I… please…”
“Do you want more?”
“I want it all…”
“Do you want me to come inside you?”
“Yes, please…” I moaned, receiving only a growl in response, which made my whole body shiver before he finally surrendered, burying his face in my neck to muffle his moans.
“I love you,” he whispered as I felt his whole body tense.
“I love you too…” I whispered back, feeling him pulse and spill inside me.
Some time later, after recovering, he carried me to the bed, where I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart calm as he stroked my hair.
We remained silent for long minutes, completely relaxed, just enjoying the moment, lulled by the gentle crackling of the flames in the fireplace.
“Do you want to go back to sleep now?” he asked, breaking the silence.
“Why? Do you have more plans?” I teased, smiling.
“Well, it’s the last day of the year… But, actually, I wouldn’t mind spending the rest of the day in this bed with you.”
“I hope you’re not thinking about more sex.”
I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel his smile.
“Now? No. At least not for a while.”
“Then what? Just sleep?”
“Yes, a little, and we can also talk… Maybe…” He hesitated a bit, making me curious.
“What?”
“Maybe we can set a date for the wedding.” I felt his body tense almost imperceptibly beneath me.
“I thought we agreed it’s still too early for that.”
“And how much time do you think you’ll need?” His tone changed slightly, becoming harsher, revealing his frustration.
“I don’t know… I mean, we just got back together, and… we’re still going through so many things.”
“Alright.”
No. Judging by the tension in his body, it wasn’t alright at all. I sighed, trying to find the best way to handle the situation.
“You’re not going to be upset about this, are you?”
“No, it’s fine.” He suddenly got up, forcing me to move off him.
“Ethan…” I sat up in bed.
It would be comical how he said one thing and acted completely differently if the issue weren’t so serious.
“I’m going out for a run,” he informed, starting to get dressed and making it clear that the problem was even bigger than I thought.
“I thought we agreed on this.”
“I already said it’s fine.”
“Oh, yes, and you’re leaving because you’re not upset at all.”
“I’m not saying I don’t understand your side,” he said as he finished tying his sneakers and stood up again. “But that doesn’t mean I agree. And we both know exactly what your hesitation means.”
“What?”
“That you’re still not sure,” he stated, heading toward the door while putting on his jacket.
“It’s not that…”
“I won’t be long,” he said as he reached the door.
“Ethan…” I tried to stop him, but it was already too late.