Serena's Secret (Primrose Valley Series Book #1)

Chapter 7 - Serena

    Serena's heart thumped wildly in her chest, she was sure he would be able to hear and feel as it thumped next to his. She knew exactly how she felt about this man. The weeks they had spent together had become as natural as breathing. Her mind, body and soul agreed wholeheartedly that she was meant to be with him. The yearning she felt deep within to become one with him was hard to shake.

    The fact she thought of him tonight when she heard the smashing of the window and was concerned about an intruder, before calling the police spoke volumes to her.

    Was it too soon? Maybe

    Could she picture her future with this man? Yes

    Did she have any doubts? None at all.

    Was she afraid in case he didn't feel the same? Umm... just a little.

    She shivered as he caressed her cheek; he cradled her face in his hands. He was looking at her like she was the most precious thing in the world.

    She could tell he was searching her face for something. She wasn't sure what, but she waited and waited for him to say or do something.

    She imagined her eyes were wide with wanting, and her face was lit with the feelings she didn't dare to speak aloud. Yet.

    She hoped with everything she had that he could see the desire and emotions she held for him under the surface.

    There was a flash of something across his face; it looked an awful lot like determination with a hint of exhilaration which only served to make her want him all the more.

    She was certain, whatever he was looking for he had found as seconds later his lips crashed down and captured her own. She didn't care how many times this man kissed her; she would never tire of his lips on hers.

    He kissed her hungrily and at first, she was taken aback but she soon kissed him back with just as much enthusiasm. She sighed and he took advantage of her parted lips. He slid his tongue into her mouth and soon their tongues danced together in a passionate waltz as they fought for control. She surrendered to him and melted into his arms, her hands moved up along them, caressing the muscles that rippled beneath the skin. She entwined her arms around his neck and held him close, her body pressed into him. She could feel how hard and sculpted he was even with his vest on.

    Disappointment washed over her when he pulled away, a small whimper escaped her lips but then she trembled when his lips moved down her throat. He kissed her slowly, concentrating on the tender skin until he found a spot just below her ear that made her jolt in his arms.

    He dedicated his mouth to that spot. He licked it, nipped it and suckled along that spot on her neck which caused her to shiver and moan softly from the sensation. She pulled him closer, her fingers entangled in his hair and her head tilted back to give him more access.

    "Ethan..." she murmured softly.

    "Serena?" He voiced her name like a question. He looked into her eyes as his hands moved down her body and he cupped her behind. She was lifted gently into his arms and she knew without words that he wanted her permission to continue.

    She bit her lip and nodded. "Yes" The word came out breathless and raspy, her eyes were fixed on his. As if to give more consent, her legs wrapped around his waist and she leaned forward. She planted kisses along his jawline and down his neck and felt him shudder underneath her.

    He carried her into his room, closed the door behind them and placed her on top of the soft cotton sheets. He turned away for a moment, and then quiet music filled the room before he looked back at her.

    She watched him remove his clothes. His vest was tossed aside first, and her eyes marvelled at his body. She knew he was muscular, but she hadn't seen him like this yet, and what she had imagined didn't do him any injustice. The real thing though took her breath away. He was broad and wide, and his stomach was ripped, not overly so but just right. Her eyes greedily travelled down his body and landed on his shorts. He removed them as she watched.

    Oh my! He's commando! She thought. That's hot...

    Her eyes fell on his manhood and she gulped.

    It would never fit!

    She wasn't very experienced with this kind of thing given her past, but as she looked at the size, she seriously didn't know how he was going to fit.

    His length, as well as his girth, were concerning but appealing all at the same time. Something deep down told her he knew exactly how to use that particular muscle and he clearly wanted to use it on her, given it was practically waving at her.

    She wanted to feel every inch of him inside her. Her tongue trailed along her parched lips and she envisioned how his hands would feel on her body. How his lips would feel on her skin. The thought made her shiver.

    This man had come running to her when she needed him.

    This man hadn't pushed her into anything before she was ready.

    This man hadn't judged her on her past.

    This man had stood beside her.

    This man cared more deeply than any other boyfriend ever had.

    He hadn't said the words, but she knew he loved her.

    Without giving herself a chance to panic or change her mind, she slowly pulled off her pyjama top and slipped her cotton shorts down her legs, they dropped to the floor at the bottom of the bed.

    A blush spread across her cheeks and she covered her breasts with one of her arms, the other covered her stomach and looked down. She was suddenly extremely conscious of her body. Her too round hips, and not so flat stomach. The thought that she wasn't good enough swam through her mind.

    "Don't do that," Ethan said and kneeled at the bottom of the bed in front of her. He moved her arms and lifted her chin making her look up into his face.

    "You're beautiful." He kissed her eyes.

    "You're gorgeous." He kissed her cheek.

    "You're smart." He kissed her other cheek.

    "You're kind and you're brave." He kissed the corners of her lips.

    Then he leaned in and ran his nose along the bridge of hers, which caused her to shiver in anticipation. "And you're all mine."

    Her core heated up with each kiss and the sweet words he said to her. They settled in her heart one at a time and she knew he meant every single word he said. "Make love to me Ethan," she whispered against his lips.

    And that's exactly what he did.

    He worshipped every inch of her. He caressed her with his hands and kissed her skin as he moved down her body. She was nervous but she trusted him and wanted no one else to experience this with.

    Goosebumps covered her skin and she gasped when he concentrated his mouth on the most intimate part of her. He licked slowly at first, teasing her with gentle fluttering’s of his tongue against her opening and then back up to her c******s. He concentrated on the small bundle of nerves at the apex of her legs.

    Her hips rocked on their own against his very talented tongue. A tongue that was strong and powerful as it worked on her. She moaned her hand entwined in his hair again as she held him there and could feel a surge deep within that got stronger with the intensity of his actions.

    Her moans got louder when he increased his pace, going at her with more ardour and she cried out. Her legs began to shake, instinctively her legs started to close fighting the rushing urge deep within. He gripped her hips to keep her still and pushed her legs wider apart once more. He plunged his tongue in and out of her. Without warning he pushed two long and hard digits inside her and she felt a rush flow through her, stars burst behind her eyelids, as she exploded, she saw the Milky Way, her inner walls tightened around his fingers. Her body urged to twist and wriggle at the force coursing through her, but his strong hands held her still.

    She had never felt anything like that before.

    Was that an o****m?

    The aftershocks of it were still reverberating through her when she felt Ethan’s fingers twist inside her. She groaned as he moved them in and out of her hard and slow. His thumb caressed the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. The pressure was building again deep in her womb.

    "Oh! My! God!" she gasped, arching her back as she felt a second o****m coming close to the surface.

    He continued to plunge his fingers deep inside her, he curved his fingers and she jolted as he hit a sweet spot, she had no idea was there.

    She was mildly aware that he had kissed up her body, he shifted to her bosom and began biting and sucking on each of her n*****s in turn.

    Her skin was hypersensitive after her c****x, so the moment he bit down on her n****e at the same time he pressed hard on her c**t it caused trembles throughout her body.

    An o****m so powerful she couldn't breathe erupted and she tumbled over the edge into bliss. Those stars she had a glimpse of earlier thanks to the actions of his delicious tongue, shone brighter than before.

    As she began to float back down to earth, she realised he had manoeuvred her up the bed, so her head was on the pillows.

    Then she felt the tip of him at her entrance. She could tell from his tip he was hard as stone and she could just imagine his skin would be taught and tight around all of that throbbing power.

    "Look at me!" he commanded and said nothing.

    Her eyes fluttered open and she turned her gaze to him and saw the lust and passion in his eyes.

    In one hard thrust he filled her to the hilt, she groaned, and her legs automatically wrapped around his waist. As if it was the most natural action in the world. As if he was made just for her. It was perfect; they were like two pieces of a puzzle. They fit together as if they had always meant to be.

    She trembled, her inner walls stretched to accommodate his size and length. It wasn't uncomfortable or painful as she had thought it would be. It was an odd feeling, but it felt amazing to be joined so intimately with this spectacular man. As she came to this realisation, she understood it was like coming home. Home. Both of them together. He was her home.

    "Are you okay?" Ethan asked her, trailing kisses along her jawline.

    "Yes." She turned her head, their lips brushed against one another. "Don't stop."

    He groaned and kissed her deeply as he moved slow and deep.

    Her hands moved up his body, tracing every line of his sculpted chest. She trailed her fingers along his muscular arms, knowing deep down this man would never hurt her. He'd never cause her harm.

    She gripped his shoulders tightly and held onto him as her hips pushed up into his. Their bodies moved together in perfect unison and she could feel her heart beating alongside his own, and she knew what they were experiencing together was magic. Hands down the best magic she could ever know. He hadn't said how he felt about her, but she didn't need the words. It was an incredible feeling to become one with another. She knew she truly loved this man. 'I love you,' she thought as she kissed him passionately and poured everything into it.

    That was when his movements became harder and faster. She was sure it couldn't be possible, but she could feel the build of yet another o****m deep inside. It was like a tight knot deep inside, and with each thrust of his hips, he hit that very spot he found earlier over and over.

    She cried out and mewled in pleasure at the same time. He slammed into her once, twice and finally on the third time she once again detonated around him. Her whole body jerked and trembled beneath him as she came down from the earth-shattering o****m only to realise moments later, he was still hard.

    "No way..." she gasped breathlessly, her gaze landed on him and she noted he had a huge, satisfied grin on his face. There was a twinkle in his eyes that looked very much like mischief.

    "Yes, way." He leaned down and rubbed his nose along hers slowly. "All night baby..." He ran his tongue along her lips. "All night." Then he began to move again, making her cry in pleasure for the rest of the night.