I don’t stop. I keep moving through it, kissing her jaw, her throat, her mouth, until she’s panting, until her arms fall from around me and her body goes limp for a second.
“You good?” I ask, brushing her hair back.
“Yeah.” She laughs, breathless. “Just—don’t stop. Please.”
I pull out gently, roll her to her side. “Stay like that,” I murmur, kissing the curve of her spine. “Let me see you.”
I slide back into her from behind, slowly and carefully. Her gasp hits the pillow.
“Okay?” I ask again, steady.
“Yes,” she moans. “God, yes—Ethan, don’t stop?—”
I fuck her like that, body pressed to hers, lips at her shoulder, my hand sliding between her legs again to rub tight circles over her clit as I move inside her.
She starts shaking fast this time.
“I can’t,” she gasps. “I can’t?—”
“You can,” I growl. “You will. Give it to me again.”
She does.
She comes with a broken cry, her whole body tensing around me. Her legs kick once, hard, and I pin her in place until the aftershocks roll through her and she goes quiet again.
Her cheek rests on the pillow. Her eyes flutter open, dazed, wet, soft in a way I haven’t seen in months.
I pull out and turn her onto her back again.
“Too much?”
“No.” She reaches for me. “I want more.”
I slide down her body, kiss my way to her breasts, then lower—mouth hot and slow over her clit, tongue teasing until she gasps and arches. I don’t let her catch her breath. I hold her open, eat her like I need her to fall apart again just for me.
“Fuck,” she chokes out. “Ethan—wait—I just?—”
“You’ve got another one in you,” I say against her. “Let me have it.”
She sobs out a moan, one hand in my hair, the other fisting the sheets, and when she comes again—loud, shaking, almost too much—I don’t stop right away. I slow it down, lap her through the aftershocks until she begs me, breathless and laughing, to give her a break.
I crawl back up and kiss her.
She tastes like sweat and heat and surrender, and her body melts into mine like she never left.
“Now you,” she whispers. “Please, let me?—”
I don’t stop her when she pushes me back, when she climbs into my lap and wraps her hand around my cock, guiding me to her slick entrance again.
She sinks down, both of us gasping, and she rolls her hips with a rhythm that makes me see stars.
“Fuck—Lila?—”
She kisses me, breath hot against my mouth.
“I want you to finish,” she says, voice shaking. “Want to feel you come inside me.”
I flip her back onto her knees, push into her from behind again, this time holding her steady with one hand between her shoulder blades. “I’m going to fuck you like this, just to keep all of us safe.”