Page 109 of When We Ignite
I nodded, unable to form words. He stroked me harder, his pace quickening just enough to drive me closer.
“Where do you want me to?” I rasped, barely able to hold on.
Ethan’s tongue ran over my ear, sending a shiver down my spine, and he let out one of those quiet moans that shattered my restraint.
“Anywhere you want, Ash. You can come inside me if you want or over me. I just want you to finish for me,” he purred, his voice dripping with want.
“Fuck,” I exhaled shakily. The idea of coming on him, of Ethan asking for it—enjoying it—pushed me to the edge faster than I thought possible.
“Fuck me, Ash. Come for me,” he whispered, followed by a moan, low and husky, thick with need.
That was it. My control snapped.
I groaned his name as my release overtook me, spilling over his hand in a rush that left me trembling. “Fuck,” I breathed again, covering his hand with mine to still his movements as the intensity coursed through me.
His fingers relaxed in my hair, his nails grazing my scalp soothingly as I rode the final waves of my orgasm. My breathing slowed, heavy against his neck, and I kissed his cheek, lingering there for a moment before pulling back.
I looked down at his face and found a satisfied smirk waiting for me. “Happy?” I asked, amusement coloring my tone.
Ethan’s eyes were wide, still caught somewhere between shock and wonder. Probably as much from what had just happened as from the things he’d said to make it so. He nodded, then glanced down at himself. I followed his gaze to the mess I’d made.
“I wasn’t expecting that last bit,” he said with a nervous chuckle.
“Maybe next time, I’ll finish in your mouth. Makes less of a mess.” I smirked when he shot me a scandalized look. I laughed, dropping onto the bed beside him. “I’m teasing, pet.”
Ethan was still looking at himself, curiosity softening his features.He touched the tip of his finger to one of the small puddles and lifted it, studying it for a moment.
“It doesn’t have to be a tease. I never would have thought this was attractive, either, but here we are…” he said, his voice still a little dazed.
Ethan’s pale-blue eyes found mine and a grin spread across his face before he brought his finger past his lips and sucked.
My lips parted in surprise and my cock, which was well past spent, throbbed at the sight.
“You’re too fucking hot,” I told him, groaning as I bit my lip.
Ethan chuckled, and I pulled him to me, kissing him deeply.
I sat up, earning a groan of protest as he tried to hold me down. “Let me get something to clean you up,” I said, heading to the bathroom.
“I can use my shirt,” he called after me.
I grabbed a washcloth, ran it under the tap, and returned to the bed. Ethan flinched at the first cool touch but quickly relaxed as I wiped his chest clean. He watched me intently, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“What?” I asked, raising a brow at his expression.
“Are you a neat freak?”
“That one took you a long time to notice.”
“You’re a little weird about your space, but I figured it was because you travel so much,” he confessed.
I stood to take the towel back to the bathroom.
“Sebastian, just stay in bed with me,” he called, a hint of exasperation in his voice.
Chuckling, I pulled on a robe, tying it at my waist, and grabbed another for him. “Come outside with me,” I said, tossing the robe at him.
He arched a brow but sighed, slipping it on.
