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I gasp as Ethan thrusts back into me. My toes curl and my eyes roll into the back of my head. I don't know how he knows how to do what to do. Sparks fly as he continues to move against me.
He pulls back every minute or so, checking my reactions. I can tell he's holding back. He's gone from simply thrusting to thrusting and sliding across my most sensitive spot, probably trying to keep himself from taking me too roughly.
I never want him to stop. I can't speak or control my body. It's all shivers and sparks moving through me. All I can do it cling to him helplessly.
Unfamiliar noises escape from my lips, completely unbidden, raised by the passion that he's imbedding in me with every stroke of his hips and every caress of his lips.
My hands are pressed into his back, my nails di
