Seeing that Penny stopped resisting, Ethan calmed down a bit, then pushed her onto her sleeping bag to unlace and pull off her boots. He threw them behind him and tore Penny's pants down along with his underwear.
"You shouldn't have gone to the training ground today," Ethan said, grabbing her under him, biting her neck and protruding collarbone. Heavy, it felt like one continuous pain due to the stiff tactical clothing pressed against the bare skin.
"I... Penny, meeting Ethan's heavy gaze, fell silent. "I'm sorry... those. Sir.
With a low growl, Ethan tugged at her hair, forcing her to throw her head back, and dug into her neck. Penny exhaled softly and wrapped her legs and arms around him, holding him close to her and wanting more than anything else to be a kind of shield that Ethan could hide behind and stay safe.
She sighed, arched, and moaned, allowing Ethan to explore her body, find the most sensitive spots and touch them with the hard fabric of her clothes. Penny could feel the air thickening around them, a sense of irreversibility, doom, and destiny that must have hovered over doomed cities, which one could have felt many thousands of years ago in the main square of Pompeii, or a couple of hundred years ago on the streets of New York.
When Ethan's fingers touched her between her legs, Penny flinched and immediately scolded herself for it.
"You don't have to be afraid of me," Ethan said, stroking her and kissing her on the lips.
"I'm not afraid.
"You're afraid of pain.
"I don't care about the pain," Penny said, putting her neck under the kisses.
Ethan's hands slid down her sides, squeezing her muscles and feeling her as if trying to sculpt her anew. He grabbed Penny's ass and yanked her towards him. He sat on his knees, bringing Penny down from above and forcing her legs to spread wider.
"I'm not very experienced in that. Ethan ran his fingers up Penny's spine, and she barely had time to hold back a loud moan of surprise.
"You can't say that right away," she laughed softly, already completely lost in the warmth of the touch and the viscous, pulling down excitement. She pressed closer to Ethan, feeling one of his hands dive down and touch the hollow between his legs, and the other rests on his lower back.
"And you?..
"Don't talk nonsense," Penny sobbed and buried her face in Ethan's shoulder. "Stronger, God...
Ethan snorted and hugged her tighter. He ran his thumb along the hollow, picking up the moisture that had come out, and Penny jerked her whole body. Ethan's other hand was stroking her back, which sent shivers all over her body with impatience and excitement.
For her, it was surprising and wonderful what was happening. That Ethan had taken her to his bed. What caresses, what strokes. That he cares that Penny is pleased. In her wildest fantasies, Penny could not have imagined such a thing, and so now she felt completely defenseless and disarmed, like a newborn kitten.
"Take off your clothes," she said, leaning her forehead against Ethan's. "Caressing you through these clothes is like caressing you through a spacesuit. Even if I try to tear your dick off, you won't feel anything.
Lowering his head, Ethan shook and hugged her, and Penny didn't immediately realize he was laughing. At last Ethan raised his face, and his eyes danced with merry devils. He grabbed Penny by the back of the head and pulled him to him, bit into his mouth, tracing his lips with his tongue and penetrating inside.
Ethan undressed quickly in a military manner, without wasting time to see what effect his actions had on Penny.
"Today is just a day of wishes come true," Penny remarked, as Ethan stretched out beside her and placed his hand on her stomach. "You're with me, naked here."
Ethan squeezed Penny's nipple so hard that she screamed, and then loosened his grip and smoothly ran his fingers up and down several times, covering the affected area with his lips.
"You're forgetting who's in charge."
"I'm sorry," Penny smiled and stretched her arms up, showing that she was giving up. "I'm here for you. At your disposal. Always.
Perhaps the phrase touched something inside Ethan, because he clung to Penny again so hard that he knocked the breath out of her. God. Penny's body instantly responded, pressed down, curved, repeating the curves of Ethan's body, filling them as if it had been created only for this.
A finger penetrated Penny's body without difficulty, felt for the very point that knocked out all consideration, lightly stroked and immediately slipped out.
"Stronger, Lord, more..."
"Stop." With a familiar movement, Ethan yanked her up and sat her on his lap, his pressed against her stomach. Ethan spread his legs wider and squeezed Penny's ass, forcing her to rise. "So you can do it yourself." Make sure it doesn't hurt.