Chapter 111: "Silent Night"

ETHAN

Hearing her say that made every shred of control I had left completely vanish. Fuck. After everything I’d been through these past few months, after all the fear of never having her again, hearing the need and urgency in her voice unleashed a storm of emotions. Something inside me snapped.

*The fear was finally gone.*

Straightening up, I tore off the tiny red panties effortlessly and gripped her ass, lifting her off the counter.

I could barely think. That damn red lingerie was driving me insane.

Hurriedly, she pulled the strap of the apron over my head and managed to unfasten it behind my back, letting it fall to the floor.

Reaching between our bodies, she grabbed my cock. My body shuddered with pleasure in response.

“Fuck,” I growled.

She started moving her fingers around me, and I knew that after all this time, I could come just from that.

But she needed me. And as much as I had dreamed of this moment countless times over the past few months and days, I knew it would be hard to hold back and not lose control the moment I was inside her.

Sliding one arm around her waist, I pushed her hand away and grabbed her left thigh.

“Keep it there,” I instructed, locking her thigh around my hip firmly.

She obeyed, hooking both legs tightly around me.

“Good girl,” I whispered, wrapping my fingers around her neck.

As much as I wanted to be gentle with her after all the time we’d spent apart, I just couldn’t.

Tightening my grip around her neck, I rubbed the tip of my cock against her entrance, teasing her.

“Please,” she moaned.

“You sound pretty desperate for someone who wanted to take things slow,” I teased with a smug smile.

“Just shut up and do your job, Morgan,” she shot back, narrowing her eyes.

“Enjoy the ride, Brown,” I whispered, plunging into her without mercy.

“Oh my God,” she moaned loudly, digging her nails into my arms.

Fuck. Pleasure shot up my spine, and I had to summon every ounce of willpower not to come as her hot, wet core enveloped me.

She was my heaven and my hell. Being inside her again was mind-blowing and a million times better than I remembered.

That’s when I knew, the moment I sank into her, that it would be a disaster. *Fast and wild.*

I wasn’t proud of it, but I’d make it up to her later.

“Fuck,” I growled, forcing my hips to move.

Pulling out of her, I thrust back in, hard and fast, burying myself as deep as I could. The pleasure coursing through my body drove me insane in seconds, making me pick up the pace.

I lost control, driving my hips and pounding into her faster and faster. Watching myself slide in and out of her with each thrust was driving me insane.

The way she was moaning desperately made it even better. It was my favorite sound in the world—nothing else compared.

Lifting my gaze, I found her face overtaken by an expression of pleasure, her eyes lost and tormented, and her lips slightly parted. The sight made me even hungrier, making my movements more violent.

“Ethan,” she moaned breathlessly as I lost myself deeper and deeper in the sensation of my cock sliding into her, hot and wet.

*Divine*.

My gaze trailed down from her lips to her neck and sternum, making me crave the taste of her skin, which was beginning to glisten with sweat.

But when I caught sight of the red bra still covering her breasts, keeping me from seeing them move, irritation hit me.

Releasing her neck, I yanked the fabric down roughly.

“Much better,” I growled, staring at her swollen, perfect nipples. The sight made my mouth water.

“Ethan,” she moaned, drawing my eyes back to hers as I moved frantically.

This time, I almost came just from meeting her gaze. There was something in her gaze beyond the pleasure, as if it spoke to me, saw through me, as though she was feeling exactly what I was. As though we were one.

Wrapping her arms around my neck, she pressed her chest to mine and kissed me fiercely, licking my lips and teasing my tongue while her hands slid up my nape, stroking and pulling my hair. She made me even harder.

“I love you,” she whispered when she pulled her lips away.

But I had already lost my mind. I was trapped in a spiral of pleasure, drenched in sweat, and feeling my body grow tenser with every second.

My legs were becoming rigid, exhausted from the position, which demanded everything I had.

Still, I was relentless. Nothing could stop me after all this time. I’d dreamed and fantasized so much about this moment over the past months, and now I was so close. Almost there.

“Oh my God, I…” she moaned loudly, clutching my shoulders and pulling me out of the trance of mounting sensation.

Arching her back, she braced herself on the counter behind us with her hands. Her body trembled, and she squirmed slightly, making me tighten my grip around her waist, afraid she might let her legs slip from around my hips.

I tried to focus my gaze on the erotic and beautiful expression on her face, but a relentless wave of pleasure ripped through my body, and my cock felt like it was about to explode.

She was about to make me fall apart. *Perfect and delicious.*

“Fuck… So fucking good,” I growled through clenched teeth.

*And mine. All mine.*

She was moaning deliciously, and I could feel her pulsing around me. But I couldn’t hold back anymore—I was at my limit.

Sliding one hand between us, I found her clit and began to tease it, moving my fingers in slow circles.

She moaned and whimpered in response, her head falling back, writhing and exploding in spasms before me.

Then, she tightened around me so hard that I came with one final, slow thrust, my entire body tensing.

I spilled myself inside her, holding onto her body as the tension disappeared. Making sure to protect her back, I braced myself against the counter to keep us standing while the feeling of ecstasy slowly faded.

Gradually, I returned to reality. With my face buried in her neck, I savored her scent, gently caressing her neck.

“I’ll do better after dinner, I promise,” I whispered once I caught my breath.

She pulled back to look at me, her brows furrowing in confusion.

“Better?”

“That was a mess. I’m sorry. It’s not how I imagined it would be…”

“No,” she interrupted, stroking my face. “It was exactly what we needed.” She kissed me softly.

“But not enough.”

“It never is,” she agreed with a smile.

“Never.”

“But I’m sure you can fix that after dinner.”

“No doubt. All night long… So I hope you enjoyed your day off. I also have a request.”