Page 89 of Catch
Ethan’s bark of laughter eases my nerves.
When he pulls at my shirt, however, a different kind of tension unleashes between us.
Suddenly we’re desperate, yanking our clothes off in record time, until finally, we’re both naked. It’s the first time, outside of that shower, that we’re skin to skin, head to toe, without any need to rush. He rubs his hands down my back and over my ass, massaging the tense muscles, both of us breathing hard.
“Want you,” he whispers before taking my lips. “Need you so fucking badly.”
“I need you too.”
He backs me up until my legs hit the edge of the mattress, and then I’m sprawled out over his comfy bed. I spread my legs, and he kneels in front of me, running his big warm hands up my thighs.
“Every inch of you is gorgeous,” he growls. “And all mine.”
He bends forward and licks a path up my inner thigh. He’s not rushing. Instead, Ethan takes his time, kissing and nipping my skin, teasing me, torturing me. This isn’t the fast, hard fuck I’d imagined. His movements are slow, sensual, and driving me out of my mind.
“Love how you smell, how you taste,” He moans as he works his way up my body, nuzzling my crotch. “Especially here. It’s so fucking good, Jett.”
“Ethan.”
He leans back and slides his hands under my ass. His expression is intense, and his face is flushed.
“Grab your knees. Show me your tight little hole.”
I do as I’m told, because this is sexy, bossy Ethan, and I’m helpless to resist. I take hold of my knees and pull them up as high as I can. This has me feeling exposed but in the best way.
Ethan leans in again, lowering his head, and my breath catches.
“You don’t have to?—”
“I need to.”
The first flick of Ethan’s hot tongue over my hole is everything. My cock jerks and fills so fast that it’s a good thing I’m lying down.
“Oh fuck.”
“Feel good?”
“Don’t stop.”
Ethan’s laugh is wicked, and his hot breath teases my skin. His hands grip my ass cheeks, spreading them wide, while he licks a path over my hole and my taint, then back again. He circles my hole and then pushes the tip of his tongue inside me.
Ethan lets out a feral growl and buries his face in my ass, fucking and sucking me with his lips and tongue, every hot stroke bringing me closer to climax. I can’t help but writhe and push my ass into his face, frantic for more. My cock leans hard and heavy against my belly, the head red, precum painting my abs.
“Jett.”
I look down my body and realize he’s stopped and is staring back at me.
He rears up and leans forward, his hard cock brushingmine. We’re face-to-face now, his body a heavy weight on mine, his skin hot and slick. Ethan has a smattering of hair on his chest and down his treasure trail, and when he rubs against me, God, he feels amazing. I let go of my knees and reach for his ass as we hump each other, rutting together, the bed frame squeaking underneath us.
“More,” he whispers and pushes his ass back. “Rub my hole.”
“What?”
“Slide your talented fingers over my asshole, Sugar.”
“You want that?”
He looks down at me with that cocky smile.
