Out of Control (Losing Control Series Book 2) (3 page)

“Thank you, Ethan,” I whispered.

“Thank you, Gia,” he whispered back.

Chapter 4

Ethan

We laid there looking into each other’s eyes. I was holding Gia’s hand, stroking it with my fingers, wondering how anyone could hurt her like Lex did. Her eyes were teary now, sad. I wanted to take all her pain and disappointment away. She deserved someone who could love her unconditionally.

I traced her face with my finger, gliding it over her brows and down her soft glowing cheeks, across her chin and then up to her lips, lingering on them and memorizing their exact shape. I ran it under her chin and down the front of her neck. I opened my hand and cupped the side of her neck as I locked eyes with her. I ran my fingers through her damp hair and she arched slightly as they grazed lightly down the middle of her back. She smiled.
She must be ticklish.

My hand traveled across her side and stopped to softly stroke her hip bone before finding its way to her flat, firm stomach. I caressed it gently back and forth as I confirmed how absolutely perfect it was, not at all broken. Her eyes looked hungry. As I worked my way up to her breast, I felt myself growing hard.

I massaged her breast and carefully played with her nipple between my fingers. She reached over and ran her hand up my arm and behind my neck, pulling me to her lips. Our mouths opened—we kissed long and slow, sending heat through my body and filling me with a sense of connection I hadn’t felt in a long time, if ever. I wanted to make love to her and I wanted to make her feel unbroken.

I rolled to my back and gently pulled her on top of me. I reached under her shirt again to those perfect breasts. They were soft and filled up my hands plentifully. Her nipples grew even larger as they pressed against my palm. Gia pulled her shirt off slowly, dropping it beside the bed
. Good girl, slow and easy
. My eyes had to pull away from hers so I could take in her beautiful body in the moonlight. Her skin glowed and I could faintly detect the scent of my soap on her. I watched as I ran my hands from her neck to her chest and down to her thighs, which were straddling me. I placed my hands on the sides of her waist and squeezed as I moved her slightly over my growing erection. She responded to the sensation by leaning her head back and giving me a sexy moan. I took a deep breath as she arched her back and her breasts heaved in front of me. I touched her everywhere I could reach. She was exquisite, all of her.

I sat up and met her mouth with mine as I placed my hands flat against her back. As her tongue tried to chase mine, I caught it and sucked on it. She opened her eyes and smiled.
She liked that.
I moved my hips up and down. I could feel her wetness on my cock. I moaned in her mouth. I felt like a teenager about to lose his virginity. Gia made everything feel new—I had to concentrate to keep my excitement in check. I kissed her neck, sucking softly. She tasted sweet and her hair tickled my nose as I worked my way around her ear. She ran her hands through my hair and twirled pieces through her fingers, then pulled on them firmly. It felt relaxing as she twirled, so I closed my eyes and felt goose bumps run down my neck and arms. Each time she pulled it surprised me, even though I knew it was coming. It sent shivers down my spine. I felt such a connection with her, an emotional connection not just a physical one, and that made me want her so much more. I suckled her breasts and nipples which were slightly salty now after being pressed up against my body as we turned each other’s heat up. She still had her hands in my hair, guiding me and pulling me closer when she especially liked a particular spot, I appreciated that I didn’t have to guess what she liked and what she loved. I moaned as she pulled on my hair so hard that I bent my head back and gave her full access to suck and nibble on my neck. Every time her tongue traveled across my skin, my shoulders hunched and I shivered. I put my hands in her thick, soft hair and pulled slightly. Her breathing quickened. She grabbed my face and kissed me hard, her hips rocked stronger, she wanted to go fast.

“Don’t go there, Gia. Stay with me, slow and easy,” I whispered, knowing it was hard for her to believe a man could want her so passionately. But I did, more than she could ever know.

She took a deep breath and kissed me again, softer; her fingers relaxed in my hair. I moved toward her, laying her down under me. She ran her hands up and down my back as we kissed, which made me arch and push slightly against her. She massaged up to my hairline and along the back of my neck. It felt so loving—I wondered briefly if she touched Lex that way. I pretended I was the only one, ever. She softly ran them around my ears and along the sides of my face. Her fingertips were soft but strong, and when her nails grazed me I took a deep breath in and moaned as I exhaled. I was under her spell. She pulled away from me but kept her hands on my face as she gazed into my eyes for a moment. Her eyes told me all I needed to know so I moved down and pulled her panties off. When I slipped them over her long, silky legs and feet, I had to kiss them. I started at her feet and moved slowly up both legs, kissing softly at first but then nibbling and sucking as she tried to control her hips from thrusting. She tasted and smelled amazing and it was getting difficult to keep it slow.

I got a condom and put it on. I caught Gia watching me, but this time I knew why she didn’t have experience with them. I kissed her softly. I wanted to say, ‘it’s okay, beautiful. This is completely about you and me, passion and trust, nothing else.’ But I didn’t, she’d know soon enough.

I carefully moved between her legs, reached down between them, and put my finger inside her. “Mmm,” I said softly as it slid in and I felt how warm and wet she was. She slid her hand down her body and when she put it around my cock I felt electric tingles shoot all the way down to my feet. I slid my finger into her again and she squeezed and pulled on my cock at the same time. I had to be inside her now. She felt overly ready and relaxed.
Good, because I won’t risk hurting her again.
I looked into Gia’s eyes as I pressed against her—any sign of pain and I would stop. She tipped her head back and arched her back. I moved into her slowly… she felt amazing. She looked at me and smiled.

I pulled back and moved forward again, slow and easy. I kept a steady rhythm, and when Gia arched her back, I’d hit her spot if I went all the way in—perfect. I reached over and got a pillow and slid it under her sexy ass and continued my rhythm, purposely hitting her spot every other time. I wanted to make her experience last as long as I could. I knew she was getting close. Watching her was sending me over the edge. She was so wet, yet tight, and her breasts were heaving up and down as she arched and moaned. I slid my hand up her stomach to her nipple and squeezed, slowly but firmly.

I pushed all the way forward until I hit the spot and held it tight while I rocked slightly side to side. She threw her head back and I could feel her coming. She was pulsating all around me. I couldn’t stop. I put my hands on her hips and moved my hips back and forth twice—that was all I needed. “Jesus, Gia,” I said without meaning to and I came like it was my first time. It was utopia.

I kissed her softly and went to the bathroom to flush the condom. I was beyond satisfied. I’d always wanted to make love to someone like that, nothing but pure passion and desire. I knew right then and there that Gia was the only woman who had ever made me feel that. I hoped she had felt it, too. It was undeniable.

When I came out of the bathroom she was exactly as I’d left her and that made me smile. She was exhausted. I picked her up and put her on her pillow and crawled in next to her. I put my arms around her and she opened her eyes for a moment and smiled at me. I was wrong before,
this
was utopia.

Chapter 5

Gia

When I woke up I knew exactly where I was before I even opened my eyes. I could smell the comforter and felt warm, strong arms around my naked body. I smiled.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said. I smiled even bigger.

“Good morning,” I whispered. I opened my eyes to see Ethan. “Are you watching me sleep?”

“Yes, you look beautiful but you snore like a freight train,” he said, smiling.

“You’re not a very good liar,” I told him.

“No, really, you look beautiful.” He thought he was so funny.

“Ha, ha, very funny,” I said sarcastically. “Are you always like this in the morning?”

“Like what?” His eyes got big and he tickled me a little.

We looked into each other’s eyes. I gave him a peck on the lips and got up, I had to pee. I grabbed my panties and his shirt off the floor. He watched as I put them on.

***

Holy hell!
I looked in the mirror. ‘Look what the cat dragged in’ came to mind. I grabbed my hair, twisted it and tied it up, pinched my cheeks, and used my finger as a toothbrush to somewhat freshen my mouth.

When I walked back out, I saw Ethan making coffee.
Yes! Healthy Ethan does have coffee!
I watched him. He had a pair of basketball shorts on that hung just right on his hip bones.
Damn, that’s hot!
I thought about what he did to me last night and how he introduced my body to things it had never felt or even knew existed. I opened up and put my trust in him and he proved how erotic slow and easy could be. I was amazed at what I’d shared with him in the short time I’d known him. He was really something.

“I want you to know you were right about slow and easy, it’s unbelievable, and so are you.” I wrapped my arms around him from behind and leaned my head against his back.

“I love when a woman tells me I was right about something!” he teased. “But seriously, I loved making you feel it, watching you feel it, and then the ultimate, feeling you feel it.” He turned and faced me. “I want you to know that I’d fantasized about an encounter like that just as you’d fantasized about a wild encounter, and
you
made my fantasy a reality last night.” He kissed me.

“I didn’t know it could be like that,” I whispered, like it was a secret. “No one has ever made me feel the way you did.” I was still whispering but I didn’t know why. “No one has ever taken the time to do what you did. I think you know my body better in two days than anyone else ever has, including me.” Oh, that’s why I was whispering. That was kind of embarrassing to admit. But it was true.

“I’m the luckiest man in the world, then. Thank you for opening up to me and letting me be the one to take you there, Gia.” He held my face in his hands and looked into my eyes, making sure I knew he really meant what he said.

Ethan’s phone rang—it was Trey. I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat at the table while he talked. It sounded like they had a meeting.
That’ll give me time to shower and get ready for the concerts
. I couldn’t wait to talk to the other girls to see how their night had been.
I’ll bet they weren’t as good as mine!
I had a naughty grin on my face. I wondered if Ethan saw my eyes roll back into my head when I came so hard it almost hurt.
I definitely want to do that again, soon!

“Gia,” Ethan interrupted my erotic daydream, “I really should go to the meeting this morning since I missed yesterday’s, but you’re more than welcome to hang out here if you want.”

“Actually, I’d like to spend some time with the girls, so I’ll just have you take me back to the campground.”

“Then we’re gonna spend the day together, right?” He sounded hopeful.

“It’s a date,” I said, smiling, thinking that would really piss Shelley off.

“It’s a date!” he said with a wink.
He has no idea how damn cute he is.

“Can I wear your shirt back? I’ll give it back before we leave.” The thought of going home made me sad. I hadn’t considered having to say good-bye to Ethan yet.

“You can keep it. Like I said, it looks so much better on you.” He looked kind of sad at the thought of me leaving, too. But I didn’t want it to ruin our time together so I wasn’t going to dwell on it now.

“Thank you. Do you want to keep my panties or something as a trade?” I said with a naughty grin.

“Hell yes!” He grabbed me, pretending like he was going to rip them off me.

We wrestled around playfully, laughing like kids. Then it turned into kissing and I knew if we didn’t get out of there soon, we were going to end up back in bed.
Or maybe right here on the kitchen table!

“We better get going,” I said, giving him sad puppy dog eyes.

“I know. I feel the same way.”

I went and rounded up my clothes, put my skirt on, and hid my panties under his pillow. I carried my boots because I was feeling more like a kid than a sexy vixen right now. We got in the truck and he took me back to the motorhome.

“See ya soon,” I said and gave him a big wet kiss.

“I can’t wait.” He wiped his mouth and laughed.

I ran up to the motorhome, bare feet, short skirt, no panties, and Ethan’s shirt. Life was good!