FIONA
Ethan’s finger moved in circles, fast, then slow, then fast and barely seconds later I was already racing towards the edge of a blinding climax
“No, Ethan…” I grabbed at his hand, panting and delirious and he stopped, his eyes glazed with the effort it was taking him to stay his hand. “What is it?” He asked softly and his voice was fractured, like thought had abandoned him entirely.
“I want…” I bit my lip but it felt dry and I had to flick my tongue out to wet it. “I want to see you come too.”
A few simple words and the rest of Ethan's restraint crumbled like dry parchment. His strong arms wrapped around my waist and yanked me flush against him.
The movement dragged my dress the rest of the way up my hips and my wet, extremely sensitive c**t was slammed against the hard evide
