Page 86 of Sliding Into Love
Ohhhh, shit.
The stretch was almost too much for her, and she was so full of him, she couldn’tbreathe. But her hips moved of their own accord, and suddenly Ethan was moving with her, thrusting so deeply inside her that a sound more animal than human tore itself from her lips.
And then they were gasping together, and it wasso good, just what she needed—
Until Ethan stopped. And eased himself out of her.
“Stand up, Ivy.” His voice was commanding, deep, and husky, and Ivy found herself scrambling to obey him. He walked behind her, fingers brushing lightly from her hips up to her nape and around to cup her breasts, thumbs flicking over her nipples. Then he slid one hand down to grip her waist.
“I said I wasn’t going to fuck you bent over the bed like a caveman.” His breath tickled her ear, and sparks spread through her body at his words. “But I think you liked the idea, didn’t you?”
Ivy didn’t have time to nod as Ethan shoved her upper body down on his black sheets, his hand pinned beneath her. Ethan’s fingers found their way lower, spreading Ivy’s folds before he plunged back inside her. They moaned in unison when he bottomed out, his hips slamming into the globes of her ass. His wandering fingers found her nipple and pinched hard, sending Ivy’s eyes rolling back as the beginnings of release crashed through her like waves in a hurricane.
Ivy growled Ethan’s name when her inner muscles started fluttering around his cock, and he pressed his chest to her back, fucking her through the orgasm thatwouldn’t stop coming. She went limp when she felt Ethan’s muscles seize against her back, and he shuddered, spending himself inside her.
He collapsed over her back, resting his weight on his arms, and brushed a kiss over the back of her neck as they lay panting.
“I really did plan for flowers and candles and shit,” he whispered.
“You can make it up to me later,” she whispered back, turning to nuzzle against his neck.
“Wait here,” he said. “I’ll be back with wine and snacks.”
Is it too soon to be in love with him,she asked herself, sighing happily as she watched his gorgeous backside disappear through the door. Contentedly, she fell back against the smooth coolness of his pillows, sated and smiling.
Ivy must have fallen asleep because when she jerked upright, Ethan was nowhere to be seen, but two glasses of sparkling wine and a tray of fruit and cheese sat on the nightstand beside her. A faint sound of running water came through a door she hadn’t noticed earlier, so she padded over to it and toed it open to find Ethan leaning over an enormous, jetted tub, dumping what looked to be an entire bottle of bubble bath into the rolling water. Every flat surface in the room was covered with candles and flowers, and Ivy took it all in as she leaned on the door frame.
“Candles and flowers and shit, huh?” she asked, smiling down at him.
Ethan jerked upright, dropping the bottle in his startled haste to stand.
“Oh, um. Yeah.” His stammering was adorable, especially after the way he’d fucked her. Her toes curled just thinking about it. “I mean, I promised.” He shrugged and ran a hand through his hair.
“Ethan Fisher,” she said, crossing to him and wrapping her arms around him. “I only ever wanted you.”
“Get in,” Ethan ordered. Ivy stared at him, one eyebrow raised. “Please?” he amended.
“Only if you bring me the food,” she said coyly.
“Deal.” He trailed his fingers down her back and watched her shiver before stepping into the steaming water. She hissed at the heat but moaned once she slid beneath the frothy layer of bubbles.
“Ethan?”
“Hmm?” he asked lazily, watching her lean against the tub’s angled back and rest her head on the lip of the white enamel.
“Snacks.” Ivy made shooing motions with her hands.
This woman and her food. Ethan chuckled and retrieved the tray, returning to place it within reach on a small folding table he moved closer to the tub.
“This thing is amazing, but why do you have it? I can swim in here.” Ivy had submerged herself up to her chin and blinked up at him lazily as he offered the glass of wine.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m rather large.”
“Oh, I’ve noticed.” She eyed him lasciviously.
Ethan smirked at her, flexing his pecs to make her laugh again. She did laugh, but her eyes grew darker as she took him in.
“Anyway,” he continued, “I put it in when I bought the apartment. I needed a big tub for soaking after some of the more intense practices.”
