Page 104 of When We Ignite

My words drew a shiver from him, his back arching into me as I yanked his briefs off, my movements rough and hurried. I kissed over his chest, savoring every ridge of his abs and the soft skin along his hips.

“Fuck,” he whispered, his voice trembling. I wasn’t sure if it was from pleasure or nerves, but all I wanted was for him to follow me, to surrender to this, to feel how much he enjoyed it.

“Let me make you come. Let me worship you,” I begged, gripping his ass firmly and hearing the sharp gasp he let out. I dragged my tongue along his hip, nibbling at the skin, and he bucked upwards, seeking more. I smiled against him, reveling in his response.

“Ash,” he breathed, his voice barely audible.

I moved back up, trailing kisses from his abdomen to his neck, pressing my body flush against his.

“I need to have you,” I murmured, my voice low and raw. “I’m dying to fuck you. Don’t you want that too?”

Ethan’s half-lidded eyes met mine briefly before I captured his lips in a deep, demanding kiss. His thighs instinctively wrapped around me, his toned legs pulling me closer. He tugged at my hair, rougher this time, feeding the fire between us.

“I’m not going to do it if you’re not ready, but can you say it? Just once?” I asked, my words rushed.

“What?” he rasped, his voice deliciously husky, just like I imagined he’d sound.

“Ask me to fuck you,” I whispered, my plea spilling against his lips. His breath hitched, and I rubbed my body against his, eliciting one of those quiet, intoxicating moans. “Please, darling. Just once.”

“Fuck me, Ash,” he finally breathed, his voice rough and perfect.

I groaned, grinding my hips against him, unable to hold back. “I’m going to take mine off too. Are you ready for that?”

Ethan hesitated for a moment before nodding, his trust evident. I slid my briefs off quickly, kicking them aside before lowering myself back onto him. His eyes widened briefly before fluttering shut.

“Do you believe me now? When I say how much I want you? Do you see what you do to me?” I asked, pressing myself against him. Reaching between us, I aligned our cocks, stroking us both together.

Ethan’s head fell back, his body arching toward mine.

“Please, be loud. No one’s going to hear you,” I murmured, watching his jaw clench. I licked his lips, waiting for him to let go. He leaned toward me, but I didn’t answer his request. I shook my head.

“What?” he whispered, his breath shaky.

“Moan for me, Ethan. I won’t kiss you until you do,” I told him, tightening my grip and setting a slow rhythm.

His lips parted, but he held back, stubborn as ever. I ground my hips harder, dragging a groan from him.

“Yes,” I murmured, watching his face as the sound escaped him. His lips fell open, and another moan followed, louder this time. “That’s it, my darling. Just give in to it.”

I kissed him then, swallowing his moans, each sound vibrating through me. Lust clouded my mind as I lost myself in the rhythm of our bodies, in the noises he finally let slip.

Control was an illusion with Ethan—one I couldn’t hold on to no matter how hard I tried. The more he surrendered, the deeper I fell into him.

I broke away and moved lower, kneeling between his legs. Wrapping my hand around his perfect cock, I stroked him once before taking him into my mouth. Ethan’s reaction was immediate—a sharp, desperate cry that sent a thrill through me.

I wanted him to come undone, to scream my name as he did. I wanted every bit of him, raw and unfiltered.

Roughly, I flipped him onto his front, still positioned between his legs. My teeth grazed his cheek, drawing a surprised sound from him. He shifted, but I pinned his hips down firmly.

“Ash…”

“Trust me, darling,” I murmured. “You’re going to like this. I promise.”

I pressed my fingers between his cheeks, exploring him as he leaned on his elbows, his back arching beautifully. Lowering myself, I licked along the sensitive skin of his ass, feeling him tense beneath me.

This was mine—all of him, every sound, every reaction. I wanted to give him everything, but more than that, I wanted him to take it.

“Fuck,” Ethan breathed, his voice trembling.