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her modesty and placed his ear to her mouth, as if he hadn’t quite heard
her. “Do what now?”
    Pru
hesitated. She had always been tolerant of Ethan using the odd curse here and
there, in fact she was quite partial to it during his dirty talk, but she had
never felt completely at ease using it herself, in or out of the bedroom.
    “If you want
me to fuck you Pru, then you’ll have to ask.”
    She bit her lip and disciplined
her tongue to say it.
    “O.K... fuck
me.”
    Ethan, pleased with his pupil’s
progress, obliged her.
    “Let’s see how
wet you are then.”
    Pru was also
pleased, she wasn’t used to him co-operating so readily.
    She melted
beneath him, his enticing promise priming her for her next rush. Her body became
limp and loose, ready for his long-awaited entry. He eased into her with a
tender enticement, while Pru groaned, engulfed by explicit thoughts on seeing
Ethan staring down at her, an inch from her face, dominating her actions, her
pleasure. He took hold of her legs, slipping his arms under her knees to hold
them up bent and wide.
    When he had
filled her completely, he paused briefly and then slowly drew out and then
entered her again with an equal pace. He glimpsed down leisurely, fervently observing
his slow, slippery access into her limber body. He was keen to store each frame
to memory so he could re-call them at times when they were apart. If only he
could replay this moment on a loop, then his ecstasy could live on in
perpetuity, his pleasure with Pru never-ending.
    She moaned
as her hips began to undulate under his strapping body, her pelvis stiffened to
push hard against his groin.
    He moved his
attention to her lips, feathery kisses at first. Then, holding her jaw still
with his grip, he plunged his tongue into her receptive mouth, exploiting her
helplessness. He tasted divine, somewhat saltish.
    Her hands
clambered over his muscular body in obsession; if she could have crawled inside
him, inside his soul and set up residence, she would have moved in there and
then. She dug her nails into his buttocks, pulling him in deeper, savouring
each moment as he appeased her hunger.
    She was so
overwhelmed in feeling connected with Ethan that she almost forgot to breathe,
feeling mentally unable to take any more of this boundless pleasure.
    “You’re such
a greedy girl, you’re loving this aren’t you,” he panted breathlessly, as he
came to a standstill.
    She panicked
on cue, astounded that Ethan may have read her mind on feeling overdosed on
stimulant. She now regretted ever thinking it.
    “No, you
can’t stop now.”
    Ethan withdrew suddenly and
tutted, unimpressed. He raised his torso up from Pru, resting his hands down
flat at either side of her.
    “Hmm, that
was very half-hearted.”
    Pru kept a controlled agitation. “Darling,
you can be so annoying. Why have you stopped?”
    “Because I think you’ve had more
than enough.”
    “Ethan, I can take more of you, I
need more of you.”
    “You’re not angry are you?” he
asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
    “Angry? A little. Frustrated? A
lot,” she replied succinctly.
    “Ok, well
I’m not moving an inch, so what now?” He seemed to be taking pleasure from
egging her on.
    “You’re starting
to piss me off now Ethe.” She suspected that his provocation was leading to a
hidden reward, knowing that he never did anything without good reason. She
actually began to feel herself getting fired up, aroused at the energy building
up between them.
    “Then hit me,” he demanded softly,
a look of debauchery darting across his face.
    “What?”
    “Look Pru, I
can take it or leave it, makes no odds to me.”
    Pru knew
that Ethan had outstanding self-control; it was this refined skill that had
made him so popular with the ladies since the age of 17. So although she was
confident that he was simply trying to stir her up, there was no way she was
going to risk calling his bluff. Her heart began to beat faster; she had