He broke the kiss abruptly, yet quickly returned to her lips once more. “How much farther?” he asked, his voice gruff with desire.
“A few more blocks. About five minutes.”
He grabbed her hand and they hurried down the street. She was just keeping up with him, his long legs made the going much easier she imagined. She saw the hotel up ahead. Hallelujah, she thought to herself.
He rushed them through the lobby to the elevators and pressed the up button. Her body hummed like the elevators. She could feel her blood pumping, coursing through her body, making her warm and excited.
Mia scanned her peripheral vision—no one was around. She smiled at that. She had plans for Ethan if that elevator ever opened.
Just her luck—when the elevator doors opened, it was empty. Ethan looked down at her and nodded his head towards the waiting elevator.
“Ladies first,” he said, his soft Southern voice just barely audible.
She went into the back corner, with him right behind her. She heard him punch the keypad and turned around to face him, feeling a tingling throughout her body after seeing the desire swimming in his eyes.
His smile was purposeful. He knew what he wanted. So did Mia. She went to him, sliding her hands around his waist and between the fabric of his jeans and boxers. She stood on her tiptoes and placed her parted lips on his throat.
He moaned, his hands on her shoulders, gripping tighter as her lips moved along his throat and upwards towards his ear lobe. Taking it between her teeth, she lightly grazed her teeth along it, causing his head to fall back as he exhaled a shaky breath.
The elevator dinged, startling them both. Her head moved to check if it was her floor.
Mia took his hand and led him to her room, but hesitated after pulling her room key from her bag. She stared at the door to her room, knowing the moment she opened the door, her world would change. She wanted him to make love to her. That didn’t mean she loved him. Not yet anyway. Mia knew it was a possibility and she was surprised that she wasn’t running in the complete opposite direction. But she couldn’t ignore the chemistry between them. She needed to see this through, desperately needed this to mean something.
With a deep breath, Mia slid the key card into the slot, saw the light turn green and pushed the door open. She entered, holding the door open for Ethan.
He came into the room and closed the door behind him. They stood across from each other, studying each other silently, his gaze slowly roaming over her body, inch by inch, lighting her on fire.
Fuck. She couldn’t wait any longer. No more taking it slow.
With her eyes locked onto his, she reached for his belt and unfastened it, quickly pulling it through the loops of his jeans and tossing it aside. She continued to the fastenings of his jeans and undid those, then untucked his black shirt. Slipping her hands beneath the smooth fabric onto his tight stomach, she pushed the shirt up over his chest. He lifted his arms for her and helped her the rest of the way, tossing his shirt to the floor.
While his arms were still in the air, Mia placed her lips on his chest, loving his shocked intake of breath. Her hands dove down his back, finding their way inside his jeans and his boxers, kneading the hard flesh as she moved her lips randomly around his chest.
Ethan grasped her under her arms, lifting her in the air, her face even with his. She looked down to see her feet dangling about a foot off the ground before raising her eyes to his face, taking in his golden eyes filled with desire.
Mia wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on tight as one of his hands slid down her side to cup her bottom. He attacked her neck, his tongue leaving trails of fire along her skin. His other hand pulled her closer and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Ethan slowly walked them from the hallway to the bed where he leaned down to place her down upon the mattress. Mia knew she was supposed to release him but she found it hard to do.
“Mia, you’ve got to let go,” he whispered against her neck.
“Say my name again,” she asked breathlessly, removing her legs from his waist and resting them on the bed.
“Mia.”
“I like it when you say my name,” she said dreamily.
“If you want, I could be saying your name all night long.”
“I want that, Ethan.”
“I was hoping you would say that.”
His words amazed her. How could he have doubted that she wanted him? He could have had any one of those girls at the bar tonight, but he went home with her.
Capturing her lips in a fierce kiss, he slid his hands under her top, his fingers leaving a trail of heated flesh in their wake. He didn’t hesitate taking her top off and tossing it aside—somewhere she did not know. Mia didn’t care. At the moment, all she cared about was his mouth that had left hers, nipping its way all the way from her chin to her lace-covered breast.
Ethan unhooked her bra and carefully took it off her, then pulled off her jeans and panties, and finally she was naked before him. He stared down at her, his eyes caressing every inch of her body.
“God, Mia!”
“What?”
“Do you have any idea of how unbelievably hot you are?”
“Obviously not.”
Ethan leaned forward, smiling at her as he traced her hip joint, chuckling when her eyes closed. He made her feel complete—fully alive—when he touched her, like those caresses were the final pieces to her puzzle. She couldn’t get over the way he made her feel. It was new and wonderful, and so blissfully different than anything she had ever experienced.
“So do you plan on teasing me much more? I mean, it is what you’ve been doing all week,” she said, opening her eyes to regard him. Her heart fluttered at the intensity, the desire she saw in his eyes.
“That could be fun,” he answered, raising his eyebrows in thought.
Rolling her eyes, she purposefully pushed herself into a seated position to yank down his jeans. He grinned when she removed his boxers as well.
So, there it was … Mia had spent hours imagining it. Her imagination was shit. Ethan was so much more. He was magnificent. Oh, man, she thought, licking her lips, this was going to be so much fun.
She tentatively reached out to touch his cock and they both moaned at the contact. With her fingertips, she traced his long length, loving the contrast between the soft skin covering the hardness beneath it.
She scooted higher onto the bed and Ethan immediately followed, his eyes fixed on her. He slid his hand up her legs, then parted them and moved between her thighs, his cock teasing her opening.
“Ethan …”
“Fuck—a condom … I need a condom and my pants are nowhere nearby.”
“Are you clean?” she asked, hoping for a positive answer.
His head whipped up at her question. “Yes.”
“So am I …”
“But—”
“I’m on the pill, too.”
“Oh, thank God,” he answered before placing his lips upon hers, gently kissing her as she welcomed him into her body. Mia moaned into his mouth as he filled her. Her fingers dug into the flesh of his lower back as her world spun. The pleasure was pure and explosive. His mouth did not leave hers. There was a soul-reaching intimacy to their kiss. She felt that he was savoring, memorizing each moment just as she was.
Mia was filled with an amazing sense of completeness. This wasn’t just lust or sex. It was so much more. She knew he was making love to her and in doing so, he was making her fall in love with him, just as she thought would happen.
Grabbing his face with both hands, she increased the pressure of her lips. She demanded more—needed more. In return, he moved harder, faster, against her, filling her over and over again. Her head rolled back against the bed as he loved her, her breath coming in little gasps she had no control over, her body moving to his rhythm until she finally erupted in the most blissful, awe-inspiring orgasm she had ever experienced. Ethan continued to move within her, pushing her even further over
the edge, until he exploded inside her, causing her body to fall over the edge yet again.
After taking a few deep breaths, Ethan kissed her tenderly before collapsing on the bed next to her. Unexpected tears rushed to her eyes and Mia quickly rubbed at them, trying to stem their flow. Holy fuck, she thought. Ah-mazing!
“Come here,” he said softly.
Mia smiled as she snuggled against him, draping her arm upon his chest, her hand resting on his shoulder. Ethan pulled her closer and covered them with a blanket.
“I missed you,” she said quietly. When he didn’t respond, she figured she had spoken too quietly.
“I missed you, too,” he finally whispered against her head. She was surprised by the emotion she heard in his voice. This wonderful man had grabbed such a complex hold of her heart. Mia liked the way he made her feel. She felt secure with him. Protected. Safe. Wanted.
Needed.
Adjusting her body so more of her touched him, she was tuned to his heartbeat, strong and steady, lulling her to sleep. Her eyelids felt heavy. Mia kissed his chest softly. Kissing the top of her head, Ethan held her just a little tighter.
This is heaven, she thought as her body drifted to sleep.
Ethan
As Ethan woke up, he felt a calming weight on his stomach. Looking down, he smiled, seeing Mia’s head resting on his stomach. She was so tiny, so delicate, yet extremely full of life, full of passion. He had a feeling he hadn’t even touched the surface. She hinted at it last night in the way she boldly undressed him, in the way she kissed him, in the way she just let herself go with him. He wanted the chance to find out.
He moved slightly and felt the softness of her breast graze his hip, which in turn caused his already hard cock to twitch to life. He reached down, grabbing her under her arms and pulled her up so her beautiful face was even with his. Ethan traced the contours of her cheek with his finger, lingering at her mouth. Her eyes slowly opened, revealing their dark brown centers, her mouth expanding in a soft smile.
“Good morning, Mia,” he said, replacing his finger with his lips.
“Good morning,” she replied after he broke the kiss. She placed her soft lips on his arm, desire coursing through his body and the desire was easy to spot in her eyes. She didn’t try to hide it. She slid a leg over his stomach and sat on him.
“This is okay, right? You don’t mind me up here?”
“Uh no … not at all,” he said, feeling her bottom touch the tip of his cock. Mia drew her lip into her mouth, seemingly in thought and then a smile covered her face.
“I had fun last night,” she said, trailing a finger from his chin to his belly.
“So did I,” he agreed.
“Definitely worth the wait,” she said, leaning forward, her bottom, edging backwards. Ethan released a shaky breath as she slid right on him. He grasped her hips, holding her there, savoring the feel of being inside her.
“But now that the waiting is over, I don’t plan on doing any more of it,” Mia said as she slowly started to move upon him. Her hair fell down in her face, hiding her from his eyes.
Watching her had to be the single most erotic thing he had ever seen. Her hair and breasts swaying all over as she continued to ride him, her face expressive in its passion.
“I don’t want you to wait either. So don’t hold back on me,” he said, holding her head between his hands, their eyes locked. “Okay?”
Mia nodded and fiercely kissed him. “Okay.”
She didn’t hold back and didn’t let him either. They pushed each other to undiscovered heights, a place he had never been before and, from the surprised expression on her face as they climaxed together, neither had she.
With Mia resting on top of him, he wrapped his arms around her back, caressing her damp skin, not wanting to let go. “I want to spend the rest of the day with you,” Ethan stated against her cheek. “Is that possible?”
“Anything is possible,” she countered with a smile. “Though I have to check out this morning. But besides that, I have no other plans.”
”Good. What time is checkout?”
“Eleven.”
He rolled them over so he could see the clock and now had her beneath him.
“It’s ten and you need to pack.”
“But …” she protested, looking down between them.
Ethan smiled. “There will be plenty of time for that later. Let’s go shower,” he said, rolling them over and getting out of the bed. He took her hand and helped her up.
“What about all that talk about not waiting anymore?” Mia grumbled as she followed him to the bathroom.
He laughed when he turned to see her pouty face. “Come here,” he said, pulling her to him. He leaned over and turned on the shower. “Now, get in. I’ll even scrub your back.”
She got in the shower and screamed. “This water is FREEZING!”
He snickered. “Thought you could use a cold shower …”
“Join me then.”
“Uh, let me turn up the temperature.”
“Chicken!”
He entered the shower, grinning like a fool as he regarded the water cascading down her naked body. He felt his dick twitch as she pushed the wet hair away from her face, the movement pushing her breasts forward towards him. “You’re cute when wet,” Ethan observed, picking up her soap. She fought not to smile, but the smile won out. He could tell Mia liked the compliments he’d been giving her, but, for some reason, she had a hard time accepting them. He’d just have to work on that some more.
“Where are we going after we leave?” she asked as she ran her soapy hands up and down each of his legs and then surprised him as she wrapped her hand around his cock.
“Hey!”
“Just helping you out,” she said, feigning innocence, her sparkling eyes revealing her true intent.
“I think he’s clean.”
“You sure?”
Ethan sighed and shook his head at her. “How ‘bout my place first and then we can go get some breakfast?”
She kissed his chin and released her hold on him. “Okay. I’ll go get ready,” she said, leaving him alone in the shower with an extremely uncomfortable hard on. He sighed and turned the shower to cold.
Mia
Drying herself off, Mia stood in front of the closet, trying to figure out what to wear. She pulled on a pair of her favorite well-worn blue jeans, a tight white long-sleeved shirt, covered by a fitted red and gray plaid button-up shirt. She searched her room for her gray boots, which she found beneath a pile of her clothes.
Then Mia started stuffing her dirty clothes into one suitcase and her clean ones into another. She packed up all her music stuff—her notebooks, her picks, and her guitars.
She spun around when she heard Ethan walking out of the bathroom, and froze when she saw the white towel wrapped around his waist.
“Oh, dear God,” she mumbled, feeling desire pool between her legs.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she said, turning from him. “Your clothes are on the bed.”
“Thanks.”
Mia grabbed her smaller bag and headed to the bathroom to pack up her toiletries. “Damn,” she said as she quickly dried her hair. Ethan coming out of the bathroom was a vision she would never, ever forget, likely seared into her memory forever. Quickly getting ready, Mia put on some makeup and swept her hair back and put it in a messy, yet somewhat styled ponytail.
“You about ready?” Ethan called from the other room.
“Almost,” she replied, double-checking the bathroom to see if she forgot anything.
“The closet!” she yelled, remembering her other bag and clothes. She gathered the hanging clothes and threw them into her bag along with all her shoes.
“Wow! Four bags plus guitars.”
“Plus a keyboard, but that’s still in my car.”
“I’ll be right back,” he said with a shake of his head. “I’m going to ask for a cart.”
Mia gathered all her
bags, plus her backpack and purse, and waited for Ethan to return.
This trip turned out a hell of a lot better than she had ever expected. Her band was about to be signed by a label and she had met Ethan. Two very highly unlikely events. The record deal didn’t seem real yet. Maybe when she got home that would change for her.
Ethan, though, was very real and her feelings for him were a bit unsettling. He overwhelmed her in all very good ways. She loved being with him, learning about him, touching him. Mia smiled. She definitely loved that—a lot! Her heart and her body ached with her want for him. She came alive when he touched her, when he filled her. This last time, she felt something that she never felt before when she orgasmed. Ethan had touched her heart and soul like they had never been touched before. In that moment with him, she felt whole.
“You’ve been thinking about sex,” came Ethan’s voice interrupting her thoughts. He stood in the doorway, regarding her and she felt her cheeks flame bright.
“Not just sex. You just happened to arrive during that part.”
He grinned and bent down to place his delicious lips upon hers. “Let’s go, suga. We’ve got plans to keep.”
She chuckled. “I can’t wait.”
He loaded all her things onto the bellman cart and they were off. Mia handed him her valet ticket and then went to settle her bill.
She winced upon looking at the bill. No extra spending for a long time. Then she smiled realizing her financial situation might be improving dramatically in the months to come. But until then, no eating out, and no shopping sprees. She sobbed internally at the thought of that.
“Thank you, Ms. Devereux,” the front desk clerk said.
Mia smiled and headed to the hotel entrance to find Ethan. She chuckled as Ethan and the bellman struggled to fit all her luggage into her black Nissan Pathfinder. “Getting it all in there?” she asked.
“Suga, I don’t know how you fit it all in before.”
“I had two more guitars when I came.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes,” she said, laughing quietly as she handed him the keys to her car. “You drive, please?”
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