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8. Ethan

Chapter 8

Ethan

I come back into the room and find Clara fast asleep. She's laying splayed out like a starfish on the bed and my heart has never felt lighter. This is what I want in my life every day.

Gently, I scoot her to one side and slide into the big spoon position behind her, sliding an arm under her head and wrapping my other around her to protect her in her sleep. I never nap, but I'm starting to see the appeal.

Clara snuggles her body closer to mine and I can't help it when my body reacts. I meant what I said earlier, that her pleasure was all I needed, but I would be lying to myself if I didn't admit that I can't wait to sink balls deep into her warm pussy.

That line of thought isn't going to help me relax at all. I do something I haven't done in ages, a sort of relaxation thing my mom taught me. Starting at my toes and working my way up, I release the tension in every part of my body. I've barely made it up my legs when I start drifting off to sleep.

The sun is down and the stars are shining on the water outside my bedroom window when I wake. I open my eyes and find Clara is no longer the little spoon, having rolled toward me and lifted her leg over mine. She's awake, her eyes full of desire.

"I'm not tired anymore," she says, her voice still raspy with sleep. "But I would love to take a shower."

An image of her wet in my big shower has my cock hard and dripping. "I think that can be arranged. Would you like some company for your shower, or do you want to go solo?"

She places little kisses along my chest, making me wait for an answer. "Um, I think I'd like some company. I've learned today that some things are better with friends."

My heart stops. Friends? Is that all this is to Clara? I'm not feeling that way, but I also don't know what we will do when her vacation is over. I don't want to return to small-town life and that's what Clara is planning on. She's lived her whole life working toward one goal – working for her family – and it's finally time for her to be an equal partner with her brothers. I couldn't ask her to give that up to travel aimlessly with someone who doesn't have a plan.

"Ethan, are you okay?" Her look of concern shakes me out of my spiral.

"Of course, angel." I stand and pull her up against my body. "Let's go take that shower and get some dinner."

She doesn't look convinced, but she lets me guide her into the massive en suite attached to my bedroom. I turn on the water with the keypad on the side. There are customized settings and I know exactly which one will be perfect for the two of us. The water is instantly hot, but not too hot. Steam fills the room and droplets of water slide down Clara's neck. I want to follow them with my tongue.

Clara's eyes are full of desire. Her pupils are blown, and goosebumps have broken out all over her body. She quickly pulls my shirt over her head and gives me a sultry smile as she steps under the water.

"Are you going to join me, sexy?" she asks as she holds her hand out to me.

I watch her face as I pull down my pajama pants. Her eyes drop from my face down to my cock and a gasp escapes her lips. I take myself in hand and pump my dick a couple of times, letting a few drops of pre-come drip from the head. Clara hasn't taken her eyes off of him since my pants came down. Her tongue peeks out to lick her lips and I almost come in my hand.

I step into the shower and move into her space, my heart pounding in time with the blood pumping through my cock. "Is this where you want me, angel?"

Clara nods her head and finally looks up into my eyes. She looks dazed and unfocused. This woman is everything, and if friends are what she wants to be, then fuck it, friends it is – as long as there are benefits.

Walking her back until her body hits the tile wall, I laugh at her gasp when her skin hits the cold tile. My cock digs into her belly and that is just not where I want to feel her. I grab her ass in my hands and lift her so that my cock is notched into the opening of her warm, wet pussy. Heaven.

"Kiss me, Ethan," she whispers.

I don't have to be asked twice. I press my body tighter to hers and take her mouth. This kiss is more feral than anything else we've experienced together. This is a mating kiss, and it screams that our bodies are ready to fuck each other. I move my cock up and down her slit, getting myself wet with her juices to enter her without hurting her in any way. She's dripping with passion, so I don't think sliding into that heat will be challenging at all.

"I'm ready," Clara moans, moving her pelvis into mine.

I know she deserves something gentler than standing in the shower, but I'm just a man and I can't wait any longer to feel her wrapped around me. I push the head of my cock into her waiting warmth and grunt as her walls close in on me. Please, last more than thirty seconds. Slowly, inch by inch, I slide into her all the way. I break through the evidence of her innocence, but I see no pain reflected in her eyes and she doesn't ask me to stop. Clara is moving against me, willing my body to move with hers in a primal rhythm.

"Fuck, you feel good." The words come out as a grunt and my breathing is labored, like I've been running a marathon. I might need to up my cardio to keep up with Clara. "Are you going to come for me, angel?"

"I…" She moans, and her channel tightens around me as I reach between us and lightly circle her clit with the tip of my finger. "…Ethan!"

I feel her let go and follow right behind. I come so hard it's almost painful. My knees shake and I'm afraid I'm going to drop her, but I don't. Slowly, I regain my faculties and pull my still semi-hard dick out of her. It's at that moment that I realize we didn't use any birth control. It doesn't scare me like it should. The idea of having a baby with Clara makes my heart fill with joy and I can feel the stupid smile spreading across my face. I also trust her implicitly and know that she's safe. I don't know how she'll feel about all of it though. It's something we can talk about after the rest of our shower.

Clara leans into me and I wash her body, paying attention to all my favorite parts. I wash her hair and then she stands to the side as I wash up quickly. She tries to take over, but I know if I let her touch me all over, we will never get out of this room and Clara needs to eat and we need to talk. It's hard to tell her no, though, when she sticks out her lip and pouts at not getting to touch my dick.

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