“Come here little one,” he murmurs grabbing my hand and pulling me into his lap. I’m sitting on his lap and his hands run down my shoulders, caressing my arms until they land on my hips. My head comes up to his chest and I feel his hands grip my hips.
I feel tiny in his arms and I can’t help but look at his large hands on me. “I’ve been trying to be a good mate, little one,” he says as he leans down until his lips are by my ear.
I feel his hard length pressing into my ass and I try to wiggle away. He lets out a groan, “Stay still.”
After a few minutes of silence, he presses against me. “It’s hard to sit here and listen to what another man has done to you,” he growls and I can feel his voice rumble in his chest.
Ethan nips at my ear and I feel my legs start to shake. I know I’m not ready to have sex with him but my body has a mind of its own. I can feel wetness pool between my legs and I squeeze my thighs together to try and relieve the pressure.
