Chapter 114
*Ethan*
She’s not ready. I know it. I feel it.
She’s saying yes because she wants me, but she’s still holding something back. Maybe she’s not over her ex. Maybe she’s just nervous. Either way, I need to make sure she knows exactly what she’s in for when it comes to me-and the answer is not a relationship. It can’t be a relationship, because the second it becomes complicated is when I tend to walk away.
And what could be more complicated than starting a romance with my best friend’s little sister?
But none of that logic is working on my dick, which is pounding me from the inside out, begging me to get inside this girl now, now, now. She’s beautiful and responsive and sweet. And God help me, I have feelings for her. I have them down deep, where they shouldn’t be accessible. Not anymore.
“Here.” She reaches behind her for something and comes back with a condom. “My friend had some extras in her purse. I borrowed them.”
A pang of jealousy hits me at the mention of her friend-and some guy who might have had designs on Lily-but I shove it aside and take the condom from her, rolling it down my cock and letting it clasp in my fist.
I guide myself to her entrance and give her a warning look when I see she’s watching my erection with trepidation. “Baby, if you’re not sure about this…”
She licks her lips and shakes her head. “No, I am”
I slide inside her. Slowly. Giving her every chance to stop me. But she doesn’t. She bites her lip and closes her eyes, letting me fill her up with a whimper, her walls clasping around me like a wet dream. Fuck. I knew it would feel good with her. That she would be the best I’ve ever had, but Jesus, I’m already on the verge of coming.
That can’t happen. I refuse to give in to my baser urges and finish inside this perfect woman without getting her there first.
“Open your eyes for me,” I rasp, planting my mouth on her neck and sucking at the soft skin there.
When she opens her eyes, they’re glassy. And her cheeks are flushed.
She looks like a fucking angel who got lost in the wrong heaven.
Her eyelids droop when I start moving my hips and she gasps at the size of me stretching her walls. But as soon as I start giving it to her in long strokes, her expression begins to change. Her mouth falls open and she starts to pant, her legs wrapping tighter around my waist. “Oh God. That’s so good.”
“I know, baby.” I slip my hand down the front of her panties and rub at her clit, loving the way her pussy hugs my cock when I touch the right spot. “I fucking know.”
The words come out unintentionally and I have no choice but to keep talking, because she’s going to come any second now-and I’m so close to blowing it inside of her, I can feel my balls starting to tighten.
“Look how perfect we are together, baby,” I growl, my teeth sinking into her neck, licking at the wound. “We fit together like a glove and you’re so damn pretty with your mouth open like that. Fuck.” My voice breaks and I drag in a breath through my nose. “I’m never letting you go. Not when you’re coming all over my dick like this.”
Her pussy spasms around me and she tilts her head back against the door, the muscles in her thighs going taut where they’re wrapped around my hips. “Ethan…”
“That’s right. Say my fucking name.” My hips are jackhammering into hers now, but I can’t help it. She’s milking me and it’s too much to bear. Too much sensation. Too much heat and pressure in my lower back. “Tell me you feel good. Tell me you’re never going to let another man have this pussy.”
She cries out and her sex squeezes me tight, rippling around my length.
“I feel so good, Ethan.” Her eyes are blind and dazed. “Never again. Never.”
I can’t wait any longer. I bury my face in her neck and thrust one last time, then I’m pouring out into the condom, the climax rolling up my spine like a boulder, crashing down and leaving me wrung out, gasping for breath.
My hips are still moving like they have a mind of their own and her nails dig into my back as she rides the last waves of her orgasm. I watch her through it, memorizing every expression that crosses her face. She is more than beautiful. She’s special. Someone special. And that knowledge settles deep in my chest, refusing to budge.
I’m not going to be able to let her go.
I’m not.
“Holy shit,” she whispers, her forehead falling to my shoulder.
My arms band around her tightly and I press my lips to her hairline, holding on for dear life.
Because I know exactly what’s waiting for us out there in the light of day.
She doesn’t want to get involved with someone like me and she doesn’t want to disappoint her brother. And I need to respect those boundaries. For both our sakes. But for now, I just need to hold on. While it’s just the two of us and the only thing that exists is this incredible chemistry between us. And the undeniable connection we share. Right now, I just want to live in this feeling she inspires in me.
That life could be different if only I allowed myself to live it.
For once in my life, I want to dream of forever. I want it for more than a few seconds. I want it with Lily and it makes me wonder what else I’ve been missing out on by closing myself off from possibilities. From love.
I’m holding onto the little sister of my best friend.
A man who would kill me if he knew what we were doing.
But I can’t let go.
Not yet. Not yet. Maybe not ever. As long as she’s wrapped around me, none of the outside shit matters, does it? We’re in our own world up here in my office and I never want to leave it.
THE END. Hope you enjoyed Lily and Ethan’s story.