Adea
The response I waited for never came. My mate ignoring me leaned forward and reached for me. His hands dipped under my t-shirt that hung around my thighs and slid up until he gripped my hips. He lifted me easily and I was pulled forward until my chest pressed against his. I was on top of him, my legs danged at his sides.
Staring down into his eyes, he lowered me until he was between my legs. When my legs touched the bed, I held myself up and he nipped at my throat. I lowered my chin and he kissed me. It wasn’t hard or rushed, his kiss was slow and consuming.
“I’m going to make love to you the way only I can. I want to tattoo my name on your insides. I want to see the expression on your face you have as you take me. I want to see the look in your eyes when you come on my cock,” Ethan murmured between kisses. His fingers trailed down my backside and he grabbed a handful of each cheek.
Um, yes, please.
“You’ve been bare this whole time?” Ethan groaned.
