Ethans Fal (32 page)

“Yes.” My flat retort causes her whole body to tremble beneath me, her skin feels like it’s on fire, and her eyes are black pools of lust and desire.

I sit with my back against the headboard and her on my lap, her back to my front. “Now, I want you to rub this over me and over you…
all
over you.” I suppress a groan when her hand wraps around my cock smearing the lube. My head falls back with a thud and she chuckles. I gasp when she cups my balls with her other hand, liberally coating with more gel. “Um, yeah that’s not necessary…they are merely spectators in this show, only making an appearance for the encore really.”

She jumps as I punctuate my request with a firm slap on her backside. “You said everywhere…I’m being thorough. There is no way this isn’t going to hurt so I’m covering all the bases.”

“Holy fuck!” I cry out when she wraps and slides her tight fist the entire length pressing down on the base and sweeping back up to the sensitive tip. I shudder under her touch. “You,” I exhale sharply. “Do yourself, now.” Her hands leaves mine but I can feel her move between her own spread legs as she is perched on the top of my thighs. Fuck, I wish I had positioned the mirror before we started. This must look so fucking hot from any angle but reflected, shit maybe not. It’s better like this. I don’t need any more stimulation, we are going to have to go slow so this is going to be torture as it is.

She lets out a little sigh but even that is too much pleasure she is taking that is not from me. “Wait…stop. I’ll take it from here. Put your hands on my thighs and hold your weight above my cock. Don’t sink down until I tell you.” I am fucking amazed I am able to string this set of instructions together. I feel like I am going to explode with sexual tension. My spine aches, my balls are in absolute agony and I just want to rut like a feral beast. I let out a calming breath and squeeze a sizeable amount of lube onto my fingers. I place my flat palm between her legs and massage the gel along her folds, scooping the considerable liquid that is already there and spreading it up to her other entrance. My thumb slips in alongside the bullet, easing it out of her and she clenches around the intrusion. My cock swells and my hips thrust with anticipation. She groans with pleasure but that was my thumb. She wriggles and pushes back onto my hand, her hips roll and her fists clench tight on my thighs. I remove my thumb and position my cock right there, her intimate heat is like an inferno and her whole body shudders.

“Okay, Ada, you take it from here, your pace…you are in control. Stop if you want to stop…whatever you want…take what you need, angel.” I bite my teeth down at the sweetest tightest fucking sensation attacks me as she pushes back onto my cock. It’s taking everything I have not to grab her hips when I can feel every tremble, every twitch, and I fucking know how good this is going to feel when I’m balls deep. She sinks a little further and freezes, her muscles are contracting like crazy and her skin is on fire. She lets out tiny puffs of cooling air and I swear she has broken skin on my legs with her nails.

“Fuck…fuck ….fuck!” She pants holding her hovering position.

“Angel, you keep talking dirty like that and I’m going to have to take over.” My hand strokes her back, up into her hair and I grab a handful and pull her against my chest.

“You might have to Ethan…it’s too much…you’re too big.” She gasps, her eyes are wide and her voice is laced with wanton lust.

“You sure, angel? We can stop. We don’t have to do this tonight.” I will have the bluest balls in history if we don’t, but we don’t have to rush. We have all the time in the world.

“Don’t stop…I want this…please. I just can’t actually…my body is betraying my brain for once.” Her head drops back against my shoulder, her neck exposed, her ear just near my lips. In one swift move I grab her hips, bite her ear lobe, and sink her down onto my cock and hold her there while everything I just did registers. She cries out with the pain, which pain I’m not sure, but her arse is tightening, relaxing and contracting around my cock. She slaps her hand to her ear.

“Ow, that fucking hurt!” She rubs the bright red lobe and I bite back a smirk. I roll her hips forward and she sighs. “Ooohh…oh, God, do that again.” I smile and continue to roll her up and down my cock, slow and gentle, deliberate and deep. She drops her head to her chest and tilts her pelvis to take me deeper, pushing back and arching. Taking her pleasure riding me at her pace. Sure, I’m guiding her but this is her ride. Her body takes over, taking everything it needs; she rises and sinks with more determination. I can’t see her face but I bet she has that cute little frown of concentration as she chases her release. I wrap my hand around her waist and slide my hands down between her legs. My thumb circles her clit and it’s like I have pure electricity running from my fingertips. She jolts and screams, pumping hard back into me.

“Yes…yes… Ethan…more…more…harder.” She grinds down and she really doesn’t need to tell me twice. I lift her still impaled, pushing her head flat on the bed, pulling her hips high. Harder I can do. My fingertips grip so hard, I am glad they will leave my mark, because she is mine…she is so fucking mine, I can’t see straight. I pump and thrust like a wild animal but she meets every lunge, thrust for thrust, pushing back, and moaning in ecstasy. I move one hand to her throat and tilt her head back so she is in a perfect arch of submission. My fingers squeeze and she comes in a violent explosion that rocks her to her very core. I cover her body with mine, the tension in my arms holding her contracting body safe is considerable. I ache with the strain on my muscles but she is wildly out of control. Her body shaking and quaking as wave after wave of aftershocks ripple through her as her climax ebbs.

She sags in my arms but her backside still manages a little wriggle and tilt of her hips. She even squeezes the muscles around my cock and I know she is doing that deliberately, because I can see her lips curl with mischief.

“Careful what you wriggle for Angel…because I’m not nearly done with you.” I sink my weight so I push as deep as I can go and she sucks back a tiny whimper, but still she pushes to meet me. “Ah fuck, you are going to kill me.”

“Ah yes, but what a way to go.” She snickers and pushes her face into the covers. I grab her hips and finish what she started.

The bar is crammed–Buddy did say the tickets had sold out but I still think he has let too many in. With reduced space because of the small stage in the corner, it feels like a health and safety nightmare waiting to happen. I grab Ada’s hand and we weave our way through the heaving masses. The support singer is faithfully belting out some classic, northern soul and getting the crowd to join in. I can see Buddy behind the bar and Sky is at the end but Ada pulls me to a stop before we get close.

“I’m going over to Jake and the others.” Ada shouts over the noise.

“Sky’s over there.” I point to the bar but Ada has already seen her friend and is turning away. “Ada, what’s up? Is there a problem I should know about? Is this what got you so upset earlier…you had a fight with Sky…not over me, for fuck’s sake? It can’t be over me? Sky knows she’s just…well, just a friend with friendly history.” I lean down to make sure she understands what I’m saying. I know she knows about me and Sky, but she needs to know there is nothing special, never was.

“I know, Ethan. We…we just need a bit of space, so I’m going to hang with the others. You go though, Buddy looks like he could use a hand.” She leans up and kisses me, way too quick and I grab her arm and spin her back into me. My hand threads into her thick, tied hair and I pull her mouth to mine. My tongue dives inside to the sweetest taste north of her waist, she pulls me tighter, demanding more, and I take and give more in return. My hand squeezes her hair and a tiny cry escapes into our joined mouths. In the distance I can hear some jeering from the others, but they are white noise to the drowning sound of her heart beat against my chest. I break the connection and grin at her soulful whimper and tender smile. Her fingers touch her lips like she can’t believe they feel what they do. I would do the same but I still have a set of balls and with a crowd of sarcastic bastards staring in shock, I’d like to keep it that way. As it is, a burst of fake kissing sounds erupt along with whistles.

“Me next, man…seeing as you are suddenly into personal displays of affection, I want mine right here.” Jake shouts over the noise and balances on the edge of the curved seating of the booth, tugging his board shorts over his pale backside.

“Fuck off.” I dismiss his invitation and kiss Ada’s nose. “You want another round of drinks or what?” I ask Jake, who is still righting himself after his trouser drop.

“Sweet…same again, lover boy.” Jake can’t help himself and blows me another kiss. Ada has worked her way to sit next to Cathy and someone I don’t know. I wave my middle finger at him and turn toward the bar. Buddy is slammed so I make my way round and get caught up making not only the friends’ drinks but I don’t manage to take a break for a good hour. I keep looking over and when I catch Ada’s attention she blushes and I would just love to take her in the back office and give her something to really blush about. I throw the bar towel on the side, fuck it…that is exactly what I am going to do. I turn and stop abruptly, I am pressed tight against Sky. She giggles.

“Oh, Ethan, you are pleased to see me.” She gushes as I feel the instant wetness soak the front of my shorts. I step back and it looks like I have been shot in the crotch at close range. There is so much red wine down my front it is dripping down my legs and soaking into my deck shoes.

“Shit!” I grab the towel I had just discarded but realise it is woefully inadequate. I step around Sky giving her a tight smile of slight irritation–accidents happen. The office door is unlocked and I know there will be something of mine that will be better than enduring an evening of slowly drying stale wine and sticky balls. I strip, I screw up the shorts, and throw them in the bin, kick my shoes off and pull my T-shirt over my head. Maybe, with the convenience of hindsight I would’ve found the replacement clothing before I did this because I am bollock naked when the door opens.

“Oooo, you are keen.” Sky clicks the door closed and sways seductively into the room, closing the distance. I step back and cup myself, not usually self-conscious, but nothing about this encounter feels usual.

“Do you mind, Sky…need a little privacy here.” My further retreat is prevented by the desk.

“I don’t mind at all, Ethan baby…not…at…all.” She is almost flush against me. Her heat and scent are oppressive in this small room. She dips and catches the hem of her fitted jersey dress, quickly slipping it over her head. She is naked underneath, no bra, no panties just some flat leather sandals with beads and tassels. Strange that I focus on the tassels like staring hard enough will somehow make the rest of her disappear. Please disappear.

“What are you doing, Sky? Back up and back off!” My jaw is tight with the effort to control my temper. She has always been a friend; funny I thought she was a friend of Ada’s too. Her hand dips between her legs and her other one lays flat on my chest and starts to trail down my torso. I grab her wrist and squeeze, her fingers extend with the pain and she tries to pull away. I use that momentum to push her back and create some much needed distance.

“Put your clothes on, get out, and we’ll never speak of this again…understand.” She flinches at my harsh, icy tone. But she only takes a moment to recover and she not so much straightens her back as arches it, pushing her tits as high as they will naturally go.

“Come on, Ethan, you don’t need to pretend with me. You’re not a one woman guy and I’ve missed a little Ethan loving.” She drops her hip and pouts in a failed attempt to look cute.

“I’m not pretending Sky and I thought Ada was your friend?” I can’t hide the contempt and she pinches her lips when she hears the intonation.

“Ada is my friend…I know
all
her little secrets.” She steps back when I step forward, rage rolling off me in waves. The door opens and my heart sinks. Ada…No! Her jaw tenses and her knuckles whiten with the tension of her fist but she doesn’t look at me her focus is wholly on Sky. Faced with this excess of nudity and blatant lust in Sky’s eyes, I thought she’d run but she steps into the room, closes the door and leans until it clicks shut.

“Really, Sky?” She is drawing deep breaths, trying to control her emotions, but I can tell she is not so brave. Her eyes begin to sparkle with a build of moisture.

“Why you? Why does he change for you?” Sky crosses her arms, like a petulant child but her arms push her breasts higher and despite myself I can feel my cock twitch. Fuck, so not the time. Ada’s eyes flick and I cup myself hiding the traitorous appendage.

“Didn’t you know? I fart rainbows.” Ada bites back with no humour, her words tinged with the betrayal she must feel like a tidal wave. Me and her best friend, however this looks, it doesn’t look good.

“This is nothing Ada, you must know that. Nothing did or was
ever
going to happen.” I state and she offers me a kind smile that warms my soul.

“I know that, Ethan…This has Sky written all over it. I just don’t understand why. I’d like to know why, Sky?” Ada asks.