Free Room 103 02 - Thrilling Heaven by D. H. Sidebottom

asked hesitantly as I slid my arm
through his and looked at the floor, embarrassed by my total reliance on him.
    He pursed his lips and glanced at me. “Been pissed for
three days now” he revealed and my breath caught sharply in my throat.
    I nodded and pulled in an encouraging breath. “Will you
take me to his?”
    “You sure?”
    “Yep.”
     
         Thirty minutes later I was
knocking hard on Ethan’s door and as soon as it opened I pressed my hand on his
chest, pushed him against the wall and locked his gaze. “Don’t you dare say I
don’t love you. I have never stopped fucking loving you, for eleven
fucking years you have dominated this…” I took his hand and placed it over my
heart, “eleven years! You hear me, Ethan?”
    He nodded as he stared at me, his chest heaving as his
eyes flicked over my face. “You want me?” I asked him bluntly.
    He gasped slightly before he cupped my cheek. “More than
I want to live and breathe, Jen.”
    “That’s good, cos’ being with me might just cost you your
life.”
    He didn’t reply, he didn’t move, he didn’t breathe as he
held my face in his hands and searched my eyes.
     
    “I’m gonna kiss you now, Jen, and then I’m gonna carry
you upstairs and I’m gonna make love to you so damn hard and so fuckin’ deep, like
I’ve dreamt of doing for the last nine years.”
    “Yes.” I whispered as he hovered his mouth over mine
whilst his eyes refused to release me.
    “So – damn – hard…” he repeated before he engulfed me and
took everything I had to give as he gave me everything he had to give.
     
    His fingers slid through my hair as his lips moved slowly
and tenderly on mine and I slipped his band out of his hair and raked my
fingers through the soft blondness, triggering a moan from him when I grabbed
it tightly and increased the passion in our kiss.
    His arms swept under me as he lifted me and continued to
kiss me as he carried me up the stairs and into his bedroom.
     
    He stood me in the middle of the room as his lips
lingered over mine and I gasped when he glided the zip on my dress and pushed
it off my shoulders before he pulled me in tight against him, my already hard
nipples pressing into his firm chest as his fingers stroked down the length of
my spine.
    I was on fire, each cell of my body blazing against his
touch and I murmured for him to hurry and touch me.
     
    His mouth grazed along my jaw as his fingers unhooked my
bra before he pulled it down my arms and threw it across the room with a lazy
grin as his hooded eyes fucked me by their selves, the lust and passion in them
nearly brought on my orgasm and I swallowed heavily as his thumbs twisted in
the edge of my knickers.
     
    His mouth trailed a burning path down my sternum, over my
stomach then rested at my mound as he slid my knickers down my legs and a loud
moan erupted from me without permission.
    “Christ, Jen. You still have the same damn erotic scent,
like you’ve been waiting for me to take you again” he breathed as his nose
circled over my clit and I fisted his hair.
    “I have.” I whispered back.
    His face lifted up to me and I stroked along his cheek
bones with my thumbs “I’ve always been waiting for you, Ethan.”
     
    His dark eyes deepened on me as he stroked his tongue
over my sex and I fought for breath against the sensuality of it as he opened
me up with his thumbs.
    “So fucking soft” he hummed as he slid a finger inside me
and his teeth hooked my clit ring.
    My legs buckled slightly and I supported myself with my
hands on his head. “Oh God….” I moaned as he joined his finger with another and
sucked relentlessly on my clitoris. “Ethan!” I cried out as he brought a climax
so fierce I nearly knocked us both to the floor with it.
    “That’s it baby, surrender it all.” He groaned as he
worked me into a panting, sweating mess whilst his tongue fucked and lapped at
me.
     
    I seized the neck of his t-shirt and pulled it until it
lifted over his