Apprehended Ch. 07

I nodded. "Great."

He chuckled again and did something I honestly wasn't expecting. He opened my legs a little wider with his wide shoulders, settled in between them, wrapped his arms around my thighs and said, "hold on, baby. Hold on tight." He moved his left hand to rest on my stomach and wiggled his fingers.

I grabbed the only thing I could-the bar top and the hand he offered. He threaded our fingers together, anchoring me. I was grateful. Because what he did next made me scream.

He grabbed the edge of my underwear, shoved it to the side, took one look at my lower lips and lowered his head to take one long, devastating swipe from bottom to top. Electricity and immense pleasure shot out through my sensitive nerves upon contact. His tongue was hot and so, so wet.

He growled low in his throat and did it again, only slower. He flattened his tongue against me, running it between my lips. I jerked when I felt myself open up to him. He watched with hooded eyes as my bud was exposed.

"You're honey, mea vita. Pure honey in my mouth."

He devoured me then; covering me completely with his mouth. I whimpered and bucked my hips involuntarily. His tongue flicked over my sensitive pearl and he repeated it. Again and again he flicked it, lapping at my lips and sweeping along the length of me in between. He kept his eyes solely on me, gauging my reactions whenever he flicked at my nub or lapped at me.

I gasped and opened my mouth in pleasure, unable to find my voice. He took his right hand and slipped it underneath me to cup my ass. With gentle pressure, he lifted me to him further, shoving me deeper into his tongue and mouth. I must have made a sound, because Ethan lifted his head to talk to me.

"You like that, baby?"

"Yes," I whispered, nearly losing my mind.

"Good girl," he said. "Lift up for me," he added, putting more pressure on my ass to press my aching core into him. "Yes, just like that." He covered me again and flicked, licked and lapped.

I moved to the rhythm, lifting up to meet him as he pleasured me. Up and down into his mouth. I felt myself shaking, my body building something I could not explain. Something I never experienced before. The more he licked and flicked my nub, the higher I rose on my peak.

Then, he did something else. Something so delicious, I cried out, my voice hoarse and alien. Just as I moved my hips down, he removed his hand from my ass and slipped it in between my legs. As I moved back up; in one fluid motion, his finger delved into my depths and filled me completely.

"Ethan!" I cried out, my hips bucking at the feeling of fullness.

"Easy," he said. "Move back down, love."

I did. He slid out, his finger almost exiting my body.

He growled. "Fuck. Come on, my Luna. Take me back in. Yes. Like that."

I lifted my hips again and he delved inside of me, filling me until he bottomed out once more.

It was so intense and so fucking pleasurable that I began to tremble involuntarily. I whimpered, unsure of what came next. Jerry never pleasured me. He only took for himself. All of these sensations were new. All of them were foreign.

Ethan waited until I moved my hips up and he filled me once more to lower his head and suck my nub right into his mouth.

"Oh my god!" I screamed, closing my eyes as my legs began to give way. I bucked, feeling a small pulse inside of me. It convulsed once.

Ethan pulled his lips away quickly, his breath hot on my lower lips. "Yes. Come, baby. Come for me." He sucked in my nub again and moved his finger in a way that had me explode.

I whimpered again and felt strong pulses...contractions that raked my core. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I was not in control of my body anymore. I squeezed his hand and rode out the waves, feeling myself tighten around his thick finger. He waited a few pulses before retracting and slipping out of me. "Let me taste you," he whispered, before lowering his head further to cover me with his mouth once more.

His tongue replaced his finger and I felt not only the velvety smoothness of him, but hot liquid pour out of my heat. Ethan growled so deeply, it sounded animalistic. My eyes shot open when I heard him swallowing.

His eyes were igniting a golden light. Almost fluorescent. His throat was working, taking me in. He was swallowing whenever my pulses came, followed by the liquid. By the time my convulsions stopped, I was putty in his arms.

Eventually, he slipped out of me, pressed a single kiss to my core that made me jerk, and placed my panties back where they belonged. He watched me carefully, moved out from under me and picked me up from the stool, where I was on the verge of falling off once his shoulders were no longer supporting my weight.

He carried me back upstairs to the room and placed me on the bed without covering me. My skin was sensitive and hot. My heart was still racing. He rested beside me, resting his head on his hand with his elbow propped up. He brushed sweaty hair away from my forehead. "You okay?"

I nodded, still in a languid daze.

He chuckled. "Do you know what that was?" he asked, gently running his thumb along my cheek.

"What?" I asked.

"What you experienced," he specified.

How he knew that I didn't experience this before, I will never know. Maybe I was that easy to read. I shook my heavy head no.

He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. "An orgasm, love. I gave you an orgasm."

I thought about that.

And smiled.

My first orgasm. Ever.

It wasn't what I was expecting. I also wasn't expecting to experience one at all. In a way, I had a form of acceptance to Jerry's cruel nature. I also thought his brutal lovemaking was all I was going to receive in my lifetime. Never did I think I would experience something as pleasurable as what Ethan just gave me. He made me feel high. Like I was floating on a cloud. Lost.

It was a rush. Like being taken out of your own being and getting controlled by another. Putting trust in that other person in hopes that they won't steer you wrong. That they won't lead you astray.

I realized that that was what he wanted. For me to give him myself without restraint. It worked.

I blinked rapidly to clear my befuddled mind and focused on him. His eyes were soft and the look on his face was enough to let me know that this was not mere lust. No. This was something more. Much more. It frightened me. But it also captivated me. Jerry never had that look in his eyes. This was something new. Something I didn't think a man was capable of.

Without thought, I reached out and touched his stubbled cheek, running my fingers along the rough, prickly hairs of the beard that was starting to grow. "Thank you," I said, my voice hoarse.

He turned his head to press a kiss to my palm. "You don't have to thank me for pleasuring you, my Luna. Never. I will always do anything and everything in my power to make you feel cherished and loved. That includes making your body feel pleasure."

I thought about that. Was he really telling me the truth? I mean, sure, a man can pleasure a woman. But that didn't mean he wouldn't hurt her if he wanted to.

That's where the trust came in.

Though I just gave him a piece of that trust, there were parts of me that were still uncertain. That still questioned not only his intentions, but his story. I was about to pull away when I realized how close we were. My leg was wrapped around his hips. With no pants on, it would have been easy to complete the deed he started downstairs.

Only...Ethan pulled away first. I didn't want to admit that it felt cold and empty without his body near mine. "I need a shower, bellula. Rest until I come back, alright? Unless, you want to watch some television?"

I suddenly felt exposed on the bed, my scars in full display. I grabbed the comforter and pulled it over my flesh. Ethan followed the movement but didn't say anything. His jaw clenched, but that was it. I don't know why I felt like that. He had kissed those very scars downstairs.

"Can I sleep?" I asked, trying to distract him from my obvious insecurities.

He nodded tightly. "Of course. I'll wake you when I finish so you can shower too."

"Okay."

He smiled and planted a quick kiss to my forehead before grabbing some clothes and heading into the bathroom. Once the shower was on, I let out a breath and thought about everything that just happened.

I let him give me oral sex. Oral. Fucking. Sex.

And it felt so good.

Damn him. Damn me to hell. Damn this entire situation.