Page 36 of Champagne Nights

“I want you on top of me,” I whispered in her ear. “I want to watch that beautiful body of yours fuck me until I come.”

A smile crossed her lips as I climbed off the bed to get a condom. She grabbed my hand, and when I turned and looked at her, she spoke, “I’m on birth control, so you don’t need to use a condom.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive. I want to feel you and only you.”

I climbed into bed and pulled her on top of me, holding her naked body against me. She sat up and took hold of my rock-hard cock in her hand, stroking it up and down with a firm grip. Throwing my head back, I gasped at her touch. It was sensual, and I was about to explode. Hovering over me, she brushed her clit against the head of my cock before inserting it inside her, slowly pushing down until I was buried deep inside. She moved up and down me like a goddess and circled her hips, causing my arousal to heighten. Her pussy clamped around me as she moved back and forth in a perfect rhythm that sent shivers down my spine, and her wetness coated my cock with sheer delight. I fondled her breasts as she rode me, fingering her hard nipples and taking in the glorious sight before me. I’d never seen a more beautiful woman than I was seeing at that moment. Her hair fell over her shoulders, the upward curve of her mouth produced an exquisite smile, and her palms were firmly planted on my chest. Loud moans escaped us both as her movements became rapid. Her clit swelled against my cock, and she was about to come.

“Come for me, baby,” I panted. “As soon as you come, I will. I’m holding back for you.”

I grasped her hips and moved her back and forth against me, intensifying the pleasure for both of us. She howled as I felt the warmth pour from her, and my cock exploded while I held her still and strained to make sure I filled her with every last drop I had in me. She collapsed on my chest. Her breasts pressed firmly against me. Wrapping my arms tightly around her back, I held her, and we lay there until our heart rates slowed.

She rolled off of me and lay on her side, as did I. Bringing my hand to her cheek, I ran my finger down it and smiled. Even though I knew she couldn’t see my smile, I didn’t care.

“You were amazing,” I spoke.

“So were you.” She smiled.

I knew I needed to leave, but I didn’t want to just yet, so I lay on my back and pulled her into me, holding her tight.

“Can I ask you something?” I spoke.

“Of course.”

“You don’t seem upset about your apartment building. I thought maybe you’d be all stressed out or something, but you haven’t spoken a single word about it.”

“I’m okay. My aunt and the rest of the tenants are okay. Nobody was hurt, and that’s all that matters.”

“Aren’t you worried about your stuff? The damage to your apartment?”

“Not really. Those are all material things that can easily be replaced, and my apartment can be fixed. Everything will work out.”

The strength that this woman possessed amazed me. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling as my finger caressed her arm and the demons inside me tried to claw their way out.

“I guess I should go to my room now.”

There was silence—no response from her. I looked down and saw she was sound asleep, an angel worn out from the night's activities. I sighed, for I didn’t want to wake her. Maybe I’d just close my eyes for a while, and when I awoke, she’d have moved, and I could quietly leave.

Chapter Fourteen

Aubrey

My eyes opened to the sounds of Ethan mumbling something in his sleep. His legs were restless, and I could feel him tossing and turning. I couldn’t quite make out what he was saying, but he was definitely having a nightmare.

“Ethan,” I softly spoke as I reached over and touched his arm, which was covered in sweat.

He jerked it away from me, and I heard the rustling of the sheets as he rolled over on his side. I reached out to touch him and placed my hand on his back. He was soaked and still mumbling. But this time, his mumbles grew louder, and they suddenly stopped. I lay there for a moment, waiting, wondering if he had awoken from his nightmare.

“Ethan, are you okay?”

I could hear the sharp intake of his breath before he spoke.

“I’m fine, Aubrey. Go back to sleep.”

“Are you sure?”

“I said go back to sleep,” he spoke in a commanding tone.

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