The Apartment: The Complete Affair (12 page)

Lily watched as he pulled her dripping fingers up toward his mouth, bending slightly to reach them. The moment his slick tongue wrapped around them, they both whimpered. She could feel the heat and strength of his mouth as he sucked them clean, and he could taste the divine flavor that had been driving him insane since they’d first met.

Groaning loudly and sending vibrations all the way down her arm, Ethan bucked his hips once, twice, and then erupted in thick spurts down the back of her throat.

Normally Lily was a firm believer in swallowing, but there were times when she had needed to spit before—sometimes the guy was just too damn bitter no matter how much she liked him at the time. But this was the best she’d ever tasted. She swallowed every drop eagerly, hoping it would enhance his climax to feel her mouth working around him to the end.

Once Ethan had calmed down enough to think again, he looked down at his goddess. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks were flushed a lovely shade of pink, and her succulent lips were slightly swollen, making him want to kiss her even more.

“That was incredible,” he panted, running his fingers through his hair. “You didn’t have to do that, you know… at the end.” Rachel hadn’t swallowed in years, deciding that it grossed her out, and before that it had only happened a handful of times.

“Don’t be silly,” she smiled. “Of course I had to. You tasted too fucking good to stop.”

Jesus Christ, is this girl for real?
he wondered, already feeling his cock beginning to stir again.

Kicking his jeans off the rest of the way, Ethan leaned over and scooped her up. He carried her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed. “Sweetheart, you’ve got entirely too many clothes on. If you don’t want them ripped off of you in exactly five seconds, I suggest you start stripping.”

Lily was only too happy to oblige, pulling her shirt and sports bra over her head before yanking her pants and underwear down and tossing them on the floor. With Scott, she still felt self-conscious to be on display like this, completely nude, but this man had a way of making her feel sexier than she’d ever felt before.

“Now,” he said from the doorway, standing over her. “I want you to show me what you were trying to do out there.”

“What do you mean?” She knew exactly what he meant, but had never been asked to do that for anyone before. It was hard to imagine that anyone would even want to see that.

“Don’t play stupid with me. I want you to lay back and finish what you started out there.” His voice turned husky when he spoke again. “Show me how you get yourself off.”

Blushing furiously, Lily scooted back until she had room to lie down. “You actually want to watch that?”

“Don’t go getting shy on me now. You had no problem doing it out there.”

“Yeah, but you weren’t watching. I was hoping you wouldn’t notice.”

“There is no way in hell I would have missed that.” His voice took on that husky tone again. “That was what drove me over the edge, knowing you were doing that. Now open your legs.”

She slowly bent her legs at the knee and parted them, figuring that if he really wanted to see it then who was she to judge. As long as he thought it was sexy, she could find the courage to do just about anything.

“Wider, baby,” he whispered as he sank down to his knees for a closer look. After she parted her knees even wider and slid her fingers between the slick, swollen folds, she could hear his breath hitching. “Fuck… you have the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen.”

Lily could feel herself growing bolder under his gaze, loving the feel of his eyes on her as she moved. She was still pretty hot from earlier, but this was reaching a whole new level. She was amazed to realize that having him watch her was turning her on even more.

Ethan watched as her fingers slipped over the wet petals of her sex, always coming back to circle around her clitoris. He listened as her breath broke into pants and moans, and it surprised him that even just her breathing patterns were driving him wild.

Wanting to be more involved, but not wanting her to stop, Ethan began running his fingertips up and down her ankles and calves. “Tell me about the first time you ever did this,” he whispered against her knee before he kissed her there lightly.

“Why?” she moaned, writhing in front of him as she ground herself against her hand. She couldn’t resist reaching up with her other hand and squeezing one of her nipples before moving on to the other one.

“Because I want to know more about you.”

“I thought you said no names,” she replied, looking at him questioningly.

“I did, but I don’t need to know your name to know the things I want to about you. I don’t care what you do, where you live, whether you’re married with five kids or used to be a nun. None of that matters here.” He gripped her calves tighter, making sure that she was paying attention to him. “That’s all just window dressing. I want to know the real you, the you that nobody else has ever been allowed to see before.”

“Okay. What did you want to know?” She was more than flattered. People she had known her entire life didn’t give a crap about her deep dark secrets. They only cared if she went to the right school, got the right grades, and dated the right boys. Who had ever cared about the real her before? Did she even know who the “real her” was?

“Tell me about the first time you ever did this,” he repeated. “And don’t you dare stop what you’re doing.”

“Well,” she thought back, trying to focus over the growing sensations in her body. “The first time I can remember, I’d found a stack of dirty magazines that belonged to one of my mom’s old boyfriends. He had lived with us at the time.”

“Did he show them to you? Did he touch you?” Ethan couldn’t fight off the wave of protectiveness that attacked him.

“No, no! Nothing like that. I went snooping around one day when they were gone and found them. They were these really old copies of
Playboy
and
Penthouse
from the late seventies and early eighties.”

He could remember when he and Eric had been caught sneaking a few peeks at those very magazines when they’d been younger. One of Eric’s friends had brought some to the house, and when Barbara had caught them they had both been grounded for two weeks.

“Go on,” he prodded, meaning both her story and her actions.

“I remember knowing that it was wrong to look at them, but that excited me even more. The women were so beautiful and natural looking back then, but what really caught my eye were the pictures that showed two people having sex. You never got a really good view of things, but you could tell what was going on.”

“Yes, I remember those.”

“Well they were my favorite, and as I flipped through the pages and looked at those scenes, I started feeling the strangest throbbing right here,” Lily gasped as her fingers kept moving, swirling through her folds. Her orgasm was fast approaching, causing her speech to become erratic as she fought through moans. “And then I… would lay awake at night… and wonder what it felt like… to do what the people in those pictures did… oh God!” She started to tremble, feeling his eyes on every inch of her skin at once.

“Are you going to come?” he asked, his voice sounding thick as honey in her ears.

“Soon,” she gasped.

“Finish your story,” he commanded. “You would lie awake at night and think about it.”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes… and whenever I thought about it, that same throbbing would happen. So I touched myself… here… and it felt so good.” Her body started shaking harder, fighting for its release. “And I found out that… if I touched it long enough… in different ways, I would shake all over… and feel so warm!”

“Now I want you to come for me,” he said, never taking his eyes from her frantic finger swirls.

That was all Lily needed to hear, since she had been teetering on the edge already. She began to shudder and moan, throwing her head back and crying out, “Oh fuck!”

“Thank you for sharing that with me,” he said calmly when she finished, as if he weren’t affected by what he’d just seen. The only thing giving him away was the way that his hands shook where he touched her. He thought for a moment before adding, “Next time, I want to watch you use a toy… and then maybe I can use it on you, too.”

Lily would have blushed if she weren’t so turned on by the thought of it.

Ethan leaned in closer, his face only inches from where she was spread wide before him. “I want to see what you do with something that’s made to fit right
here
.” He slid two fingers deep inside her, making her arch her back and moan, her inner muscles gripping him. “Do you like that?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

“What do you want right now? Be honest. If you aren’t, I’ll never learn what you truly like.”

“I like what you’re doing now. Don’t stop that yet.”

“What else?” He caught the blush on her cheeks and pressed her further. “Come on, tell me.” He worked his fingers deeper inside her, trying to make her focus on her arousal rather than her embarrassment.

“Oh God,” she panted. “I really liked… well, actually…,” she took a deep breath before continuing. “Alright, I fucking loved it when you went down on me the other day.”

That was exactly what he was hoping she’d say. “So tell me what you want.”

She looked down her naked body until she found him, perched between her legs. Taking a deep breath, she finally blurted it out. “I want you to finger me while you lick my pussy. Is that clear enough?”

“I think that can be arranged,” he smiled, barely containing his glee at her request before burying his face between her legs.

“Holy shit!” she screamed at the sudden onslaught, already so sensitive from her recent orgasm.

Ethan lapped at her juices, sucking her clit between his lips while sliding his fingers even deeper, eventually adding a third finger. Flattening his tongue against her, he used thick, broad strokes that he knew would have her coming within seconds.

“Yesss,” she hissed through her teeth. “Oh yes… oh fuck! Don’t stop!” Lily reached down and grabbed handfuls of his hair, pulling him into her harder while she ground herself against his face. The dual sensations of his fingers inside her and his tongue working her over were the most intense feelings she’d experienced in…well, ever.

In less than a minute she was shaking and convulsing. Ethan could feel her tightening around his fingers, her fluids dripping freely and covering his hand in her moisture. If her loud screams were anything to go by, she’d just had one hell of an orgasm.

His dick was so hard again that it was becoming painful. He leaned back on his knees and looked down at her, his amazing sex goddess. Just seeing her spread out before him was enough to make his erection jump in anticipation. He grabbed it with his dripping hand, spreading her nectar along his length before pumping it a few times to relieve some of the pressure.

Lily sat straight up, her eyes locked on his hand and what it was doing. She was quickly realizing that it truly was exciting to watch.

“Turn over. Get on your hands and knees.”

“But I really want to watch you do that,” Lily said eagerly, her eyes wide in wonder. His long, slender fingers were gripping his perfect cock and sliding up and down. She couldn’t look away.

“Next time, I promise, if you still want to. But I need to be inside you right now. I’m sorry, I can’t wait. Turn over.” Lily finally complied, getting up on her hands and knees, making sure to arch her back to give him the best view possible.

“Goddamn!” Ethan moaned. “I didn’t think it was possible, but you look even sexier like this.”

He scooted closer behind her, reaching out to rest his other hand on her hip. Guiding his erection to her dripping opening, Ethan slipped the tip just inside her before moving his hand up to grab her other hip. Now that he had her where he wanted her, he gripped her hips tightly as he slid himself the rest of the way inside.

They both threw their heads back and groaned deeply.

Using her hips for leverage, he began thrusting inside her to the hilt, over and over again. Not wanting to come too quickly, he began to draw out each thrust, shoving deeply and pulling back out with an agonizing slowness.

Lily’s eyes were rolling back in her head. Each heavy drag of the tip of his cock inside her sent ripples of perfection through her body. It felt amazing, but there was very little contact this way, and Lily wanted more of him touching her.

Looking back over her shoulder, she caught his eye before panting another request. “Grab my hair.”

“What?” he asked, hardly believing what he’d heard.

“I want you to hold me by my hair while you fuck me like this.”

Happy to oblige, Ethan gathered her hair at the base of her skull and pulled back, causing Lily to arch her back even more. He held her in place, pounding into her faster, dragging loud grunts and moans from each of them.

Still not happy with the lack of contact, Lily rose up on her knees, leaning her back against his beautiful chest. That felt much better. She could feel his light coating of chest hair as it scratched against her sensitive skin, and his small nipples rubbing against her shoulder blades.

Ethan was shocked at how much he loved the shift in position. Not only did it free up his hands to roam over the front of her body, but the angle created an intense, grinding sensation where they were connected. He moved slower inside her, dragging himself against her front wall, making sure to hit that spot inside her that he knew so well.

She laid her head back on his shoulder and enjoyed the feeling of him sliding inside her, moaning loudly when he wrapped his arms around her and began caressing her breasts. Both hands gripped and worked them equally, stopping to squeeze and pinch her tightened peaks between his fingers.

“Yes!” she cried into his neck, lifting her mouth up toward his. Ethan pulled her even closer, planting his mouth on hers hungrily. Their tongues swirled together and fought with each other, neither one truly wanting to win, as long as the war could continue. Lily brought her arm up around his neck, pulling him even closer to her by the back of his head.