Billionaires and Baby Rattles(32)

“Hey.” She smiled at him.

He leaned forward and kissed her lips. “Hey yourself.”

“I love you. Do you know that?” She kissed his shoulder and gave it a little nip. Mya ran her hand down his hard, muscled thigh and then cupped his cock.

He groaned. “Don’t do this to me. We have to wait.”

She moved closer and whispered in his ear. “We have a go. I repeat, we have a go.”

His laugh ended in a groan as she stroked his hardening sex. “Thank you, Dr. Keen.”

“Don’t thank him. Thank me, because we’re about to do some very naughty things,” Mya said.

“Thank you, thank you,” he repeated as he kissed her neck and unbuttoned her pajama top.

Ethan had her bra off in seconds, and her heavy breasts were in his hands. He was ravenous to touch her and to taste her. Mya was swept away in the rush of desire that washed over her. His lips covered her, and she was lost in desire once more. Passion burst free like a dam breaking inside her. The eight weeks that had passed before they could be with each other like this seemed like it had taken forever. There was so much of him to touch, and Mya wanted to cover every inch of skin with kisses. From the width of his broad shoulders to the rock-hard abs that graced his torso, Ethan was magnificent.

Ethan moaned and pulled her on top of him. His kiss was demanding. His tongue penetrated her mouth roughly with excited greed. The way his hands roamed over her left a trail of fire in their wake. He pulled away, breathing harshly, and his blue eyes were intense. Mya saw him trying to regain control and kissed him hungrily.

He shook his head. “No, sweetheart, I should take it easy. You need me to be gentle.”

Mya shook her head. “No, I need what you promised. Take me hard and fast until I scream.”

With a low groan, he slid his hand to the back of her neck and pulled her to him. Mya whispered his name just before his mouth met hers. The kiss ignited the fire that burned white-hot and seared her from the inside out. With a deft movement, Ethan had Mya on her back against the bed and covered her with his muscled body. Mya ran her hands down his back and wrapped her legs around his waist so she could feel his hardness against her. His hands ran up her rib cage to cup her breasts, and she whimpered and arched into them.

Ethan broke the kiss. “I’m going to take you, Mya. You’ll always be mine.”

“I don’t want to be anywhere or with anyone else,” she answered.

Mya closed her eyes and waited for his first touch with impatient anticipation. He nibbled at the sensitive skin of her neck until she gasped. Without breaking their connection, he got rid of her pajama bottoms. Ethan lingered long enough at sucking and nibbling her sensitive skin until she moved restlessly, prompting him to explore further. Ethan gave a husky laugh and moved to her breasts. He licked the tips until they became tight, hard beads and Mya thought she would die from the wanting ache he created. His lips closed over a pert nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth, and she cried out. Ethan groaned huskily. She knew he tasted her milk, and instead of being disgusted, he seemed almost greedy to taste more. He rubbed her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He lifted his head and squeezed her breast. She could see her milk pearl at the top, and he flicked his tongue out to lick it. She’d never experienced anything so erotic in her life. Desire became a hot ache between her legs. She felt her sex throb to feel him and take him inside her. He lavished attention on her breasts until she was gasping his name. Lying on his side gave him access to the apex of her thighs, and Ethan cupped her pussy and used his fingers to slowly rub her clit.

“I’ve missed touching you,” he murmured. “God, you’re so wet and slick, I could fuck you right now.”

Mya bit her lip to keep from crying out while he flicked his finger over aching flesh while he licked and toyed with her nipples. She was impatient to have him, to come around his hard cock. He dipped his finger between her vulva and circled the entrance to her pussy. Slivers of pleasure speared her core, and she arched up from the bed. Ethan took her lips with a fierce kiss, and he penetrated her with his digit.

“I’m going to taste you. I’ve missed your taste,” Ethan said.

Mya clenched her hands in the sheets and writhed as he kissed his way down her body. He parted her legs, and she felt his hot breath against her sex. He groaned almost carnally before he pressed a kiss on her pussy.

“Oh yes!” Mya gasped.

He gave her one long, slow lick, and Mya shivered. She undulated as she held his head to her body. Ethan became almost frenzied. She begged and pleaded with him to stop, to keep going, until she lost all cognitive thought because the pleasure was so great. He tasted her, devouring the essence of her pussy like a hungry man. He parted her with his fingers and loved her with his mouth, sucking her clit before entering her with his tongue. He built the pleasure inside her, each lick and thrust of his tongue taking it higher.