Page 70 of His Captive

His breaths are heavy and unsure, maybe even nervous. So, I reach up and pull his palm to my mouth, pressing a kiss into the center of it. Hoping it will tell him how much I appreciate this.

Ethan’s eyes remain on mine, his head dipping low so his mouth can follow the long path his hand has just taken. Soft delicate kisses, touching and provoking ripples of pleasure each time they make contact with my skin.

I consider turning my head, when they press against my jaw, to catch his mouth with mine and finally get the kiss I so desperately crave from him.

“Don’t,” he gives me a soft warning, predicting my thoughts.

My chest sags with disappointment, but I soon pick up again when I feel his thumb slick through my pussy lips, delicately drawing circles around my clit.

He’s gives me just the right pressure, and my hips lift off the bed when two of his fingers press inside me.

His hand works masterfully, while his lips touch the delicate spots on my neck. Licks and gentle kisses building me higher and higher.

“I’m gonna come, Ethan,” I warn, realizing that he hasn’t asked me to. I don’t want to be punished. Not for something that up to now has felt so beautiful.

“Yeah,” he nods his approval. “Come for me. Soak my fingers, Lysa. Get yourself wet and ready for me.” His breath falls on my skin, and his words of encouragement make me release. My toes curling and my legs shaking as that wave of pleasure that has been mounting finally shatters to a million pieces when it hits my center. I hear my voice, ringing off the walls as I shamelessly ride myself against his hand.

“You’re incredible,” he tells me, pulling his hand away from me to undo his jeans. He takes his cock in his hand, and looks between us, watching himself as he strokes it between my slit. It grazes against my already sensitive clit before gliding effortlessly inside me. Ethan watches my reaction thoughtfully and leans down to kiss my forehead when he sees the relief having him inside me brings me.

He starts to move within me, my hips meeting the gentle rocks of his. His eyes not leaving mine, as he gives me exactly what I’ve asked for.

The vision of him goes blurry, and a cool wet trail that starts at the corner of my eye soaks its way down my cheek. Ethan notices it but doesn’t give me the triumphant smirk I expect him to. Instead, he presses his lips to my cheek, catching it on its trail, slowly kissing away all traces of it ever existing.

His hands entwine with mine and squeeze them tight.

With his cock buried this deep, it allows me to savor every gentle movement he makes. He tugs one of my hands to his mouth and kisses every one of my knuckles before he lets it go again, giving me the permission to explore him.

I stretch my palm wide over his thick-set shoulders then slide over the tight muscles in his chest.

And when he frees my other hand, I let them both trail in unison along his sides and across his back.

The fists he makes into the sheets tell me he’s close, and my fingers dip beneath the waistband of his jeans and cup his ass cheeks.

“Fuck. Lysa, I’m gonna come.” He presses his forehead to mine.

“Inside me,” I tell him, still willing for him to kiss me. “I want it inside me.”

His body tenses, and heat rushes through me, as his cock spills warm inside me.

Ethan takes my cheek in his palm and offers me a smile that seems a little sad.

His face turns serious when his eyes fall to my lips and he bites his own tight, as if they might react without his say so. Then he diverts them to a spot just below my ear.

“Get cleaned up. I've told Mrs. Pritchard we’ll take lunch in the conservatory,” he whispers as he pulls out of me. Standing to adjust himself back into his jeans.

“Be down in half an hour,” he tells me, already back to his commanding self.

He starts walking toward the door and I call out his name. Sounding a lot more desperate than I intend to.

His head spins round.

“Thank you,” I smile. I know what he’s just given me cost him something, I’m just not sure what that price had been.

Ethan, nods his head, offering me a half smile before he leaves.

Eighteen

ETHAN

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