It Started with a Snap by Piper James

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ethan

Damn. Having my singing voice get that kind of reaction out of Ember meant I was going to fucking sing to her every day. I’d just have to make sure we were someplace private when I did so.

Because as hot as it was, having her demand my touch while I was driving, it wasn’t safe. I’d nearly ran off the road when she shoved my hand between her legs, then again when she started rubbing my cock through my pants. My first instinct was to close my eyes and lean my head back at the pure pleasure of it. I knew I had to pull over before I killed us both.

Even though I’d pulled off the road and fucked her hard and fast in the woods, Ember wasn’t done with me, yet. When we got back on the road, she leaned into me while trailing her fingers up and down my thigh. Each pass brought her closer and closer to my cock, and the damn thing started stiffening in response.

By the time we made it back to my house, she was raking her nails lightly over the material covering my dick, sending chills through me as she kissed my neck and whispered promises about sucking me into her mouth as soon as we got inside.

True to her word, as soon as the front door closed behind us, she pushed me up against it and sank to her knees. Her deft fingers unbuttoned and unzipped my pants as her nose and mouth nuzzled me, but then she pulled away and sat back on her heels to look up at me.

“Tell me what you want me to do,” she said, throwing my own words back at me.

I didn’t hesitate. Ember knew having me direct her would excite me, and I wasn’t about to ruin the moment by pretending I didn’t want to.

“Pull down my pants and underwear,” I said, smoothing the hair back from her face with both hands as she leaned forward to do so.

My cock sprang free, hard and ready, making Ember hum and lick her lips in anticipation. Was she for real? Or some fantasy I’d concocted after suffering a mental break?

“Lick it,” I said, my voice deep and husky. “From base to tip.”

I twisted her long hair around one of my fists, holding it out of the way as she followed my instructions to the letter. Lick. Suck. Flick. Suck. Deeper. Harder.

It was pure pleasure in every sense of the word, and as I came, Ember hummed her own satisfaction as she swallowed every fucking drop. As soon as her mouth released me, I pulled her to her feet and kissed her, hard. She melted against me, kissing me back with just as much passion.

Breaking away, I stared at her for a moment and said, “Don’t go home. Stay here with me tonight. I promise I won’t make it weird in the morning.”

I gave her a smirk, and she chuckled.

“Fine,” she said. “But I’m going to need some clothes to change into.”

“Clothing is optional,” I said, and she smiled and shook her head at me. “Okay, okay. Come with me.”

After pulling up my pants, I took her into my bedroom and pulled open the drawers of my dresser. Finding a pair of boxers, and handed them over with a white t-shirt. I pulled out a second set for myself and changed as she headed into the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on, and as tempted as I was to sneak in there and join her, I decided against it. She would have invited me in if she wanted me there.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed two wineglasses and a bottle of sweet dessert wine I’d bought at Bull’s Eye earlier in the week. Pouring us each a glass, I set them on the table before heading back for the chocolate cake I had stashed in the fridge. Plating two slices and grabbing two forks, I took them to the table, as well.

I was sitting there staring at my phone when Ember came out, looking adorable in my clothes with her damp hair hanging around her shoulders.

“What is this?” she asked, her face lighting up.

“Dessert,” I said as she slid into the chair next to me.

“I thought I had dessert already,” she teased, her gaze dipping to my crotch before zipping back up to meet mine.

“If you don’t want the cake,” I said, reaching for her plate, “I’ll eat it.”

“Don’t make me stab you with my fork,” she warned, grabbing the utensil and holding it up like a deadly weapon.

I chuckled, lifting my palms up in surrender as she stabbed the fork into the cake and cut off a big bite. Her eyes rolled back and she moaned as the flavor hit her tongue. It was the perfect example of who Ember was at her core—a beautiful soul who enjoyed even the smallest pleasures to the fullest degree.

And I was so thankful for this chance to get to know her. To let her know me. To just be with her.

“Are you going to eat that?” she asked, pulling me from my thoughts as she pointed her fork at my piece of cake. “Because if you’re just going to sit there, staring at me and letting it go to waste, I’ll take it.”

“I can multitask,” I said, keeping my eyes on her as I took my first bite.

She smiled, copying my posture as she stared at me and took another bite of her own cake. I refused to blink, taking a drink of my wine, and she followed suit. It was silly, but there was nowhere I’d rather be than right here, having a staring contest with my…

What? Girlfriend? No. We hadn’t talked about commitment or anything like that, so I couldn’t actually call her that…could I? Did I want to?

“What’s that frown about?” she asked, and my eyes snapped back into focus.

I forced my lips upward. “I’m not frowning.”

“Wow,” she said, squinting her eyes as her head reared back, “I’m going to go blind from that bright, totally realistic smile.” Her expression turned serious. “What were you thinking about?”

“I don’t think I should tell you,” I said, leaning back in my chair with a sigh.

“Why not?” she asked.

She stood up and threw a leg over my lap, straddling me while linking her hands behind my neck. I tried to kiss her, but she only allowed a quick peck before pulling back to look at me expectantly.

I took a deep breath. “Because if I tell you, it could ruin everything.”

“Well, now you have to tell me, or I’ll be imagining the worst.”

I tried to stare her down, but she didn’t relent. She just stared right back, the determined look on her face telling me she was prepared to wait me out. I ran my palms up her thighs and curled my fingers around her hips, holding her in place.

“I was thinking about how much I like you,” I said slowly, keeping my gaze locked on hers. “I like being with you, no matter what we’re doing. You make life fun. You make me…happy.”

“Why would that ruin things?” she asked, giving me a bright smile.

“Because I was also thinking I want you to be my girlfriend, Ember.”

Her smile dropped, her lips forming a small “o.” My chest tightened, and I licked my lips nervously. Fuck. This was it. I knew she wasn’t interested in a relationship, and I had to go and fuck things up by being all—

“Okay.”

My heart stilled, my eyes flicking back and forth between hers to try to discover the truth in their depths. The corners of her mouth turned up, and my heart kicked back into action. My fingers tightened on her hips as I leaned forward, bringing my face close to hers.

“Really?”

“Really,” she said, nodding. “I like being with you, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. I’m happy, too. Very happy.”

My body filled with joy, and a burst of laughter escaped me before I pressed my lips to hers. What started as a few playful nibbles quickly escalated, leaving us both panting. I ran a hand up under her shirt to caress her back, and she scooted forward, rubbing her chest against mine as her center pressed against my dick.

I stood abruptly, and she wrapped her legs around me as my hands moved to her ass. She kissed my neck as I carried her to my bedroom and set her to her feet near the bed. I pulled her shirt over her head, then dropped to my knees to slide the boxers she wore down one inch at a time, kissing her bare skin as I exposed it.

“Sit down,” I said.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and I untangled the boxers from her feet before pushing her knees apart. I kissed a path up her inner thigh as my fingers spread her open. I licked her with the flat of my tongue before sucking her clit between my lips. Her fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my head back so she could look into my eyes.

“Don’t you want me to tell you what I want?” she asked, her voice trembling with need.

“No,” I said. “This time, I’m going to take what I want.”

Before she could respond, I plunged my tongue into her. She cried out, her hands releasing me as she fell backward, arching her back against the mattress. My fingers brushed over her clit as I fucked her with my tongue, and the way she chanted my name was music to my ears.

I brought her to the edge, her body trembling with the need to come, and then pulled away from her. Ignoring her groan of protest, I stood and yanked my shirt off before dropping my boxers. Positioning my cock at her entrance, I rubbed circles over her clit with my thumb.

Her breathing picked back up, heavy pants that grew faster and harsher by the second. Her body tensed, preparing to detonate, and I slammed my hips forward, filling her in one swift motion. She shouted, her body curling upward as she came.

I pumped into her, riding the wave of her orgasm as her inner walls contracted around me. It was pure bliss, and I moved faster, chasing my own release. My balls started to tighten, my muscles contracting as I drove into her, and Ember cried out, coming again.

I shouted her name, the fresh wave of moisture gushing around my cock sending me right over the edge. I collapsed against her, my cheek pressed against her chest as her heart pounded in my ear. Her fingers delved into my hair, gently stroking and putting me into a state of blissful relaxation.

This woman—my girlfriend—was quickly becoming the most important thing in my life. And while the sex was epic, it wasn’t everything. I liked being around her. She made me laugh and brought some much-needed fun into my life. She had a tough exterior, but I’d glimpsed the softer side of her buried deep beneath it.

She grabbed life by the horns, taking what she wanted without apology. And somehow, right now, I was what she wanted. I knew I was a lucky bastard.

And I was going to do everything within my power to make sure she felt the same.