Total Control by Desiree Wilder Page A

how someone feels about you when they’re either looking into your eyes or kissing you. Foreplay with Ethan was better than any sex I’d ever had. I still wanted him inside me, of course, but kissing him was amazing.
    By the time Ethan laid beside me and put his hand between my legs, I was silently begging for it. I moaned and spread my legs wider. His fingers were thick, strong, and knew what they were doing when they found my clitty. I dug into his boxers greedily and took ahold of him firmly, stroking him with the same rhythm. At one point I’d gotten so worked up by his expert fingers that I’d stopped giving him anything, I was just holding on to him like it was a baton I was getting ready to hand off. I hadn’t peed when I woke up and that, apparently, was making the sensation more intense.
    I stroked him again and tried to focus, but he kept bringing me to the edge and my hand kept pausing. He massaged me with two fingers, sometimes three, and then he’d finger me with one. He never missed a beat, keeping a quick, steady rhythm as my hips moved in circles and my breathing became soft moaning.
    “Gia, you’re so we t. You’re going to feel amazing,” Ethan whispered in my ear before he kissed it softly.
    I released the death grip I had on his cock and, again, tried to handle him more pleasurably. He was very well endowed and I wondered if that was why I had such intense orgasms with him. I’d only had orgasms about a quarter of the time with Lex and that was if I had touched myself during intercourse like Ethan was doing to me then.
    Ethan stood and took his boxers off. His cock sprung out and I felt an aching between my legs. He pulled me so my ass was right off the edge of the bed and pushed my panties to the side like he had on the desk. He ran my legs up the length of his body so that my feet were at his shoulders. Wow, I’ve never done it like this before! I was excited to be experiencing yet another new position with Ethan.
    He teased me by pressing against me , but not entering me. He rubbed his cock against my clitty, then barely pushed the tip into me and pulled it back. “Mmm, you’re teasing me,” I said.
    “ Don’t you like it?” he smiled, knowing that I did.
    “Yes, I do.” I slid my hand down my stomach, put my fingers on myself, and started rubbing . I knew he liked it, a lot. “Do you like it?” I asked.
    “Yes .” He nodded and swallowed. “You’re so sexy, Gia.”
    “I want you inside me, Ethan.” I was about to make myself come so I had to slow down and let him take me there.
    He smiled. “I know you do.” He squeezed my legs together at the knees. My feet were still up at his shoulders. He pushed into me slowly and we both moaned. I felt even tighter in that position. He looked from my hand, which was still rubbing my clitty, back up to my eyes, and then back down again. “You’re driving me crazy with that,” he said with hitched breathing.
    I reached up with my other hand and massaged my breast. His eyes got big and he moved in and out faster. I rubbed myself faster and it was driving both of us crazy. I put my hands beside me on the bed, arched my back, and with one more thrust from him, came. “Ahh, Ethan.”
    “Jesus, Gia.” He looked up to the ceiling and held very still inside me. He looked back down at me and shook his head, smiling.
    I was smiling right back. I wasn’t even embarrassed about touching myself in front of him. I hadn’t touched myself in front of Lex until I’d been with him for a couple of years. I’d gotten tired of faking orgasms all the time, so one night, after I’d had a couple glasses of wine, I built up the courage to rub myself while we were doing it. He didn’t like it. It made him feel like he was a bad lover. So I didn’t do it very often, I just continued to fake it. I couldn’t imagine ever having to fake it with Ethan.
     
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    We showered and I finished packing. Luckily, I had everything organized and ready