Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 63289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Groaning, he rose from my pussy and hovered back over me.
I trembled.
He licked his lips. “Your pussy is even sweeter than I thought it would be. I'm going to spend eternity licking you in every moment.”
All I could murmur was, “Please.”
“Tell me this, Maya.”
“Yes.”
He leaned down and kissed my lips. Then, he rose. “Do you want my cock or more of my tongue?”
“Your cock.”
Grunting, he gripped my ass.
I shivered and then I could feel the brush of his cock.
“Oh, Ethan.”
He captured my lips and then slid his cock inside of me.
He was so big, so thick. Filling me up. Making my pussy drenching wet.
Inch by delicious inch, he pushed into me. Each movement was slow and deliberate. Heat radiated off his body.
Lust rippled through me.
Then, he built a smooth, erotic rhythm. His thrusts made my pussy tighten over his cock. His balls gently tapped against my ass.
“Oh. Oh.”
He groaned and pushed deeper and deeper.
“Oh!”
His gaze locked onto mine.
Panting, I couldn't look away, and I damn sure couldn't get enough.
So, I surrendered to the power of him. “Oh, Ethan.”
A dark groan left him.
Staring into each other's eyes, we moved together.
Slow.
Gentle.
Sensual.
Erotic as hell.
No fear. No shame. No pain.
Just desire. Just passion. Just love.
Getting closer and closer to heaven.
Enveloped in the scent of our sex.
Inhaling each other.
Our hearts beat in unison.
There was no end or beginning.
There was only us.
Connected.
Molded and melted into one.
The pleasure intensified.
Wave after trembling wave.
Every cell swam in bliss.
Every molecule radiated joy.
Every atom sang and danced.
If paradise existed, then it was this.
And then, I came.
Hard.
Screaming.
Body wracked with spasms.
He exploded with me. “Fuck, Maya. Fuck.”
Arching his back.
Biting his lip.
“Oh!”
“Maya!”
Our orgasms ignited and expanded. Colors burst in front of my eyes—gold, blue, green, red.
There were no words.
No thoughts.
Only feelings.
The most exquisite feelings.
His cock jerked inside of me and his hot release filled my pussy.
Only then did I collapse and go limp, fading in and out of consciousness.
Completely spent.
Utterly content.
Sated.
Sated in a way I had never been before.
For the first time in my life, I was at peace.
Completely at peace.
And happier than I'd ever been before.
Chapter 18
Soaking Up Time
Minutes later, we were in his opulent bathroom, slipping into his massive, marble bath tub. It sat in the middle of the floor, outlined by lit candles.
Ethan lowered into the water and I rested between his legs, letting my head lay against his chest.
Candle light flickered and cast a warm glow as iridescent bubbles and fragrant warm water surrounded us.
Classical music softly played from the hidden speakers. I still couldn't see them. I just knew they were there.
Under the warm water, Ethan slipped his fingers along my hip. “Do you want any champagne?”
“No. I just want to lay here with you.”
“Then, your wish is my command.”
“Is it crazy that a huge masquerade party is happening below us, and we're in our own private oasis, just enjoying each other?”
“I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.”
“Me either.” I lifted my leg. My toe peeked out of the water. Bubbles swirled around it. “You must spend tons of moments in this large tub.”
Ethan let out a soft chuckle. “Actually. . .in all the years that I've lived here. . .this might be my third or fourth time using it.”
I lowered my foot back into the water. “Are you serious?”
“That's just a guess. I only remember being in here once and that was because I injured my leg.” He slipped his finger up to my stomach and circled my belly button. “And you are the first person that has been in here with me.”
“That I don't believe.”
“You must. I never seemed to find the time to enjoy this tub as I should.”
Time.
Sadness spread over me.
The minutes were passing by.
Surely, we both knew this moment would end soon, and then it all would be repeated—him back in the kitchen tasting hors d'oeuvres and me back in the limo listening to M.J. sing that damned song for the hundredth time.
The passing of time was an undeniable force. Both beautiful and terrifying. Precious and fleeting.
It was a heartbreaking reminder of the importance of savoring every second. The truth about the fragility of life.
I don't want this to end.
All I could do was savor the small things in this moment, like the sound of his voice and the warmth of his touch.
My eyes watered, but I forced myself to not cry again.
I was too lucky to be sad and hate time. Because, it was the magic of time that brought us together in the first place.
I looked over to the right. Both of our guns lay next to one of the candles. I loved how Ethan was not taking any chances this evening.
The light flickered off the black metal.
That made me think of what he'd said in the office.
“Ethan?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn't you hunt with your father this year?”
“Long story.”
“We have the time.”
“Do we?”
I grinned. “Not funny.”