"She had a room here?" Ana looked at Mary with narrowed eyes. Ethan noticed the change in her voice, but he did not show it.
"Yes, her resume said that she needed a boarding job. I will cut the money from her salary." Ana blinked and then smiled. What was she even thinking? It was a completely professional decision.
"Of course, the room still did not belong to me, sir." Mary bit her lips for a second before replying in the same professional voice. Even if she felt something, she would never show it on her face.
Ethan nodded back and pulled Ana with him, earning another giggle from her.
The moment the door closed, Ethan bit Ana's neck making her scream softly and closing her eyes. He licked the small wound he had created as his hands moved up to her boobs and he started fondling them.
Ethan's breath was hot against Ana's neck as he licked the small wound, savoring the taste of her skin. His hands, now firm and eager, cupped her breasts, kneading them through the thin fabric of her dress. Ana's back arched, pushing her body closer to his, her soft moans filling the room.
She felt his fingers deftly slide down, tracing the curves of her body until they reached the hem of her dress. With a swift motion, he lifted it over her hips, exposing the lace of her underwear. Ethan's hands lingered on her thighs, the warmth of his touch sending shivers through her.
Ana opened her eyes, meeting his intense gaze. There was a wildness in them, a hunger that matched her own. She reached up, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer, their lips crashing together in a fierce kiss. His tongue probed her mouth, exploring, claiming.
As their kiss deepened, Ethan's hands moved with purpose. He slipped his fingers under the lace, brushing against her most sensitive spot, drawing a gasp from her lips. Ana's hands clutched at his back, nails digging into his skin as the sensations overwhelmed her.
Ethan pulled back slightly, his lips now trailing down her jawline to her collarbone, leaving a trail of hot kisses. He pushed her dress further up, exposing her fully to his gaze. His eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her, his breathing heavy and ragged.
Ana's hands roamed over his body, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. She tugged at it, eager to feel his skin against hers. Ethan obliged, pulling it off in one swift motion, revealing his chiseled torso. She traced the lines of his abs, biting her lip as she admired him.
He growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating through his chest. "You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. He leaned down, capturing her lips once more, their bodies pressed together, skin on skin.
Ethan's hands resumed their exploration, sliding down her sides to grip her hips. He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bed and laying her down gently. He stood for a moment, gazing down at her, his eyes filled with a mix of adoration and lust.
Ana reached out, pulling him down to her, needing to feel him close. Ethan settled between her legs, his body pressing against hers, the heat of their arousal mingling. He kissed her again, slower this time, savoring each moment as his hands continued their journey over her body.
With deliberate movements, Ethan hooked his fingers around the waistband of her underwear, slowly pulling them down. The anticipation was electric, every touch sending sparks of pleasure through her. Ana gasped as his fingers brushed against her again, teasing, exploring.
Ethan's mouth followed, his lips tracing a path down her body. He paused at her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently before moving to the other. Ana's hands tangled in his hair, urging him on, her body writhing beneath him.
His lips continued their descent, leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach, over her hips. When he reached her core, he paused, looking up at her with a wicked grin. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, and Ana's breath hitched in her throat.
Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, Ethan's tongue flicked out, tasting her. Ana cried out, her back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Ethan didn't stop, his tongue working magic, driving her higher and higher.
Ana's hands clutched at the sheets, her body trembling as she teetered on the edge of release. Ethan's fingers joined his tongue, adding to the exquisite torment, pushing her closer and closer until she finally shattered, a cry of pure ecstasy escaping her lips.
Ethan didn't stop, drawing out her pleasure, his hands and mouth relentless. When Ana finally came down from her high, she was breathless, her body trembling with aftershocks. She looked up at Ethan, her eyes glazed with satisfaction.
He moved up her body, capturing her lips in a tender kiss, his own breath coming in ragged gasps. Ana could feel his desire, the hardness pressing against her thigh, and she knew he was far from done.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Ana rolled them over, straddling him. She leaned down, her hair cascading around them like a curtain, her lips brushing against his ear. "My turn," she whispered, her voice a sultry promise of what was to come.
Ethan's eyes darkened with anticipation as Ana began her own exploration, her hands and mouth setting his skin on fire. The night was far from over, and they both knew it was only the beginning of their passion-fueled journey together.
Ana's fingers traced down Ethan's chest, feeling the taut muscles beneath her touch. She could see the anticipation in his eyes, the way his breath hitched as her hands moved lower. Her lips followed the path her fingers had taken, placing soft kisses along his skin, each one igniting a spark of desire.
As she reached his waistband, Ana paused, her eyes meeting Ethan's, a playful smile curving her lips. She hooked her fingers under the edge of his pants, slowly sliding them down, revealing his growing arousal. Ethan lifted his hips slightly, aiding her in removing the last barrier between them.
With deliberate slowness, Ana ran her hands along his thighs, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. Her gaze never left his as she leaned down, her breath warm against his length. Ethan's eyes fluttered closed for a moment, his chest rising and falling with deep, controlled breaths.
Ana's lips brushed against him, feather-light, a teasing promise of what was to come. She could feel him twitch in response, a low groan escaping his lips. Taking her time, she kissed along his shaft, her tongue flicking out to taste him, each touch sending jolts of pleasure through him.