Finally, he released her wrists. He brought his hands down her sides, then slid the soft satin up her legs, pulling it upward toward her waist to reveal the upper part of her thighs.
She moaned as his hand caressed the sensitive skin just below her hip. He kept working the dress up until it was bundled around her belly button. Her little white panties were now fully exposed. His hands were everywhere, and his kisses grew more insistent.
She felt so needed at that moment. Ethan couldn't get enough of her. Both of his hands and his mouth were on her body, and the rest of him was pressed against her. She loved how it felt. It was safe and sexual, all at the same time.
After a moment, Ethan pulled away from her chest. He clenched his jaw and glanced down her body. “My God, you're hot.”
Laura blushed and giggled. The way he said it was with pure sincerity and she wasn't quite used to those type of comments.
“You are, too,” she said, cocking her head. “Now take off that suit of yours.”
“Oh, I like when you're bossy,” he said, with a smirk.
He removed his suit coat and set it on a wooden bench nearby. Then he undid his tie and began getting to work on the dress shirt. One button at a time, starting at the top, he unclasped the buttons to reveal his chest. Laura watched intently, unable to take her eyes off of him, even for a second. It was like watching a male model taking his clothes off. He took his time, making her wait.
She let her dress fall back down over her body as she chewed on her lip, watching him. She licked her lips as he undid the last button. He reached up and pulled the undershirt off in one smooth sexy motion that made Laura whimper with desire.
Laura watched as he let it slide carelessly off of his shoulders and onto the ground behind him. Her eyes made their way down his front and just like the first time. She was shocked by the kind of shape he was in.
He reached for his belt, but she stepped forward and stopped him.
“Let me take that off for you,” she said with a smirk, her hand on his belt buckle.
He grinned and lifted his hands, giving her free access.
Slowly, with her eyes trained on his face to watch his expression, she dropped to her knees in front of him. His eyes dilated, and he swallowed hard, knowing what was coming next. She loved that she could have that kind of effect on him.
Laura pulled the belt off, then went to work on the button and zipper for his slacks. Ethan stood in front of her, watching her intently. She looked up at him, noticing the way his abs and chest tightened with every move she made. He was holding himself back from taking her right there.
Laura reached up and slipped her fingers into the waist of his slacks. She pulled downward, allowing them to fall into a heap around his ankles. Now the only thing left between her and what she wanted was his briefs.
She slid her hands up the length of his thighs, all the wa
y until her fingers landed on the elastic waistband of his underwear. As soon as she had a grip on it, she pulled them down to his knees. She looked up as she took him in her hand and began to stroke.
Ethan's head fell back, and he groaned. The muscles along his stomach tightened. His breathing was shallow as he held still for her. She grinned and brought her mouth to him, excited to see his reaction.
He let out a low moan as his sensitive tip slid across her tongue. She allowed him in just a little and then pulled away. Ethan glanced down immediately.
“Don't stop,” he begged.
She dipped her head again, this time taking him just a little bit further inside. He breathed hard, tangling his fingers in her hair to help guide her as she worked her mouth.
Each movement caused Ethan to groan in pleasure. It was like she was conducting an orchestra. She had complete control of everything. The pressure of her tongue, the pace of her movements were hers to use as she wished. And she was able to tell how he liked it based purely on the guttural sounds he made.
He was panting when she pulled back. She smiled up at him as he opened his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. “How did I get so lucky?”
Laura bit her lip flirtatiously as Ethan helped her to her feet. He pulled her close and when he did, her belly collided with his erection. It was as hard as could be and it made her smile to think that she was able to turn him on that much.
He kissed hers, soft and slow, his fingers still in her hair. Then Ethan crawled onto the rug, positioning himself so that his back was to the flames.
“Come lay with me,” he said, patting the floor beside him.
“Now who's the bossy one?” Laura asked, with a flirtatious smile.
Ethan chuckled. “I'm sorry. Will you do me the honor of laying next to me, madam?”
“That's better,” she said, flashing a wink.