The Billionaire's Marriage Contract(41)

“No secret,” Ethan replied. “There’s no mystery. I want you to imagine for a moment that you’ve wanted something very badly for a very long time, and now it’s so close that you could reach out and grab it.” Amy didn’t have to imagine. She wanted Ethan. She wondered if he could tell how excited she was, if he noticed the blush on her cheeks in the dim light, if he could hear her breathing, if he could feel her need. It never occurred to her that he was talking about himself instead of her.#p#分页标题#e#

Then, as she inched closer, Amy realized she could hear his breaths. She could feel his heat. She leaned in close enough to whisper in his ear. “So is this how you plan on making me one of your ‘blur of women?’” Amy listened to her cell phone vibrating from across the room. For once, she didn’t care who was calling. She was much more interested in what was going on right in front of her.

Ethan reached out and wrapped his arms around Amy’s waist. “I’ll say this,” he said. “I’ve never confused you with anyone else. Good and bad, I’ve never met anyone quite like you.”

“Was that a compliment?” Amy asked.

“It’s a statement of fact,” Ethan replied.

Amy’s pulse quickened as Ethan slid his hand over her lower back. As he pulled her firmly against himself, she felt a rush of excitement. Ethan pressed his lips against her neck, sending a bloom of warmth through her body. Amy felt an ache of desire rising up inside her. There was no getting around it this time. She wanted to give herself to him. Even though her mind was telling her to take things slowly. Even though she knew not to get her hopes up, she couldn’t help herself. She needed this. She needed for once in her life to give in to an urge.

Somewhere in the past minute they had crossed the line from flirtation into foreplay. Was it when Ethan placed his hand on her back? Was it when she leaned against him and settled into his lap? Or was it the way he grazed his lips against her skin? Amy didn’t know which moment had plunged them past the point of no return, but things were different now. And Amy liked that change.

As Ethan kissed her neck he slid his hand up Amy’s back, hooking his fingers under her bra strap. Amy leaned back and felt the warm thrill of Ethan’s touch. Though she half wanted him to undress her, she didn’t want to give in so easily. “Not so fast,” she whispered. He slid his hand back to her shoulder, pulling her against himself, as he kissed her on the lips.

The warmth of his kiss washed over Amy like a wave; she felt like she was melting in his arms. The wonderful release of each kiss made her more and more excited. She slid her tongue back against his, releasing new thrills. She paused for a moment and smiled at Ethan. She could get used to this.

After Amy caught her breath, she whispered to Ethan, “kiss me again.” When he sealed his lips against hers, she leaned in, feeling that rush of excitement one more time. She still felt flushed and dizzy, and she wanted to make him feel as delighted as she was. She tilted him back in the bed and held herself over him. He smiled up at her. “You know,” she said, “you’re not half bad at this.”

“Wait ‘til you see how bad I can be,” Ethan said, grinning. He ran his hands back over her bra straps, waiting for her permission.

“Not yet,” Amy said, pulling Ethan’s hands off. He placed them on her thighs and made eye contact with her. His touch was electric, sending jolts of excitement through Amy’s core. His fingers felt wonderfully firm against her soft skin, reassuring and confident. Amy was going to enjoy herself thoroughly, but she didn’t want to rush things. She placed her hands down on Ethan’s chest and pushed herself up. It was time to make Ethan want her as much as she wanted him. Amy hopped off of the bed and looked back. She could tell Ethan was intently watching her, trying to figure out what she was doing.

“That bad, eh?” he said.

“No, that good. Now, don’t look. I need to change. Let’s hope you packed something appropriate.”

“Are you serious?” Ethan sat up in bed, almost reaching for Amy. She could tell that he didn’t care what she was wearing, but she wanted to feel sexy if she was going to give herself to him. She wanted to regain a bit of control over the situation.

“Yes. Don’t worry. Just turn around and look away for a minute.” Amy looked over to her suitcase, which lay open next to the bureau. She knew Ethan had packed lingerie as a way to rile her up. Now she wanted to return the favor by wearing it. She wanted to see the look on his face as she emerged from the bathroom wearing thigh-highs and a garter. She could already hear his excited breaths in her imagination. Amy imagined the way Ethan would look at her, the way he’d start to get excited. She imagined the look in his eye as she slipped off her bra, as she pressed herself against him, as she took what she wanted. Just thinking about it made her feel sexy. It made her want Ethan the way she wanted Ethan to want her. She wanted him to lust for her. “Now, turn around.”