Chapter 4

• "Oh," Nathalie moaned softly, gripping the bars tightly, resisting the urge to let go and pull him closer. Just as the thought crossed her mind, Ethan lightly bit her nipple, making her cry out. Before she could recover, he moved further down, replacing his hand with his tongue at her center.
• Her body shuddered as he licked her, adding his fingers once more. She lost track of everything, incapable of coherent thought or speech, reduced to moaning as her body responded to his touch, drawing her closer to her climax.
• Ethan momentarily withdrew his mouth, maintaining a steady rhythm with his fingers. "You're heaven," he murmured, his other hand roaming over her body, caressing and squeezing before pinching her nipple firmly.
• She cried his name, her body convulsing in readiness to peak. As soon as his tongue returned, she unraveled completely. He continued stroking and licking until she was utterly spent, her ragged breathing leaving her fearing she might pass out.
• Ethan lay beside her, pulling her close. "You can let go of the headboard now," he said, kissing her neck.
• Complying, Nathalie wrapped herself around him, savoring the lingering shudders of her orgasm. They remained entwined, fitting perfectly against each other.
• "Your turn," she whispered once she regained her voice.
• "No," he countered. "Your turn again."
• He held her in his warm embrace, slipping a hand between her legs and using a single finger to reignite her desire. Her body responded instantly, shivering with renewed intensity. She bit her lip to stifle a cry, her nails digging into his back as she climaxed again, this time quicker.
• "Now it's my turn," he declared, guiding her face down to his throbbing erection, leaving no doubt about his intentions.
• Still reeling from her second climax, Nathalie took him into her mouth. He grunted, gripping her hair to set his desired pace. She moved with him, flicking her tongue until he cursed. He released her hair, allowing her to dictate the rhythm. She slowed, exploring his most sensitive spots with her tongue. He moaned as she circled the tip, thrusting against her as she took him fully, almost gagging at his size.
• "Oh, fuck," Ethan breathed, his hands returning to her hair. "I won't last long if you keep that up."
• Taking it as a challenge, she increased her pace, sucking and licking him until he tensed, and her mouth filled. She continued a few more times to ensure his satisfaction before pulling back and swallowing.
• "That's hot," he said, eyes wide and bright.
• She settled atop him, his hands tracing her back as he tried to steady his breathing. She laughed at his fingers' tickling touch, gasping as his arousal stirred against her.
• "Condom?" she asked breathlessly. She was eager but cautious. Though on the pill, she wasn't taking any risks after a previous scare.
• "Fuck," Ethan cursed, fingers gripping her skin. "No, I don't have any. Do you?"
• "Sure," she replied sarcastically, unable to suppress a smile. "I always take a whole pack while grocery shopping."
• "Smart-ass," he grunted, disappointed. "Then no sex for us."
• Despite her expectations, he didn't roll her away. Instead, he continued to move against her, pulling her in for a kiss. He shifted them onto their sides, sliding a finger inside her again, focused solely on her until she climaxed a third time.
• "I love hearing you say my name when you come," he said as she shuddered against him, relishing in the post-climactic tingle. "Forget 'master.' My name never sounded so good."
• "Ethan," she breathed, nuzzling into his chest.
• "Nathalie," he replied. "Ready for number four?"
• Without waiting, he rubbed his thumb over her clit, taking her nipple into his mouth. She kept repeating his name, crying out in pleasurable pain as he grazed his teeth over her skin.
• "Harder," she urged, heedless of his thoughts, consumed by the sensations.
• He obliged, biting down harder and holding her in place with his leg. His mouth moved to her other breast, giving equal attention. She pulled him up for a kiss, shivering as he kissed her neck, finding her sweet spot and biting down just enough to reverberate throughout her body.
• The fourth climax was the most intense, leaving her soundless, overwhelmed by shudders and the fire he ignited within her.
• "Why didn't you tell me you like it rough?" Ethan asked excitedly, pulling her on top of him, his hips moving suggestively. "I can do rough."
• She gasped as he spanked her, the unexpected pain strangely pleasing. She hadn't realized she liked it that way.
• They kissed again, both craving more.
• ......
• Waking up the next morning felt unusual for Nathalie. She and Ethan were still intertwined, their bodies warm from the night before. The loud blare of Ethan's phone broke the silence, prompting him to curse softly as he disentangled himself, though not before giving her a brief kiss. He got out of bed to silence the alarm.
• "Fucking hell," he muttered, running his fingers through his hair. Standing beside the bed, he glanced at her with a hunger that made her pulse quicken. "I've got to get to work."
• Nathalie could hardly believe it. The second she opened her eyes and saw him, all she wanted was to relive the previous night's events. Seven orgasms without even having sex—it was beyond anything she'd experienced.
• "Don't look so disappointed," he teased with a smirk. "You knew what you were getting into."
• "Obviously, you don't," she retorted, sitting up and turning to face him. Her eyes fell to his growing arousal. "I think you're going to be late today." Surprising herself with her boldness, she grasped his hips and kissed the tip of his erection.
• "Jesus fucking Christ," he groaned, hands finding their way to her head as she took him into her mouth. He tried to guide her pace, but she resisted, pulling his hands away to tease him, slowing until her movements were almost imperceptible. His body tensed as he struggled to control himself, a sound escaping his lips that was somewhere between a moan and a whimper.
• Deciding he'd waited long enough, Nathalie picked up the pace, taking him as deeply as she could. She felt him trying to savor it as long as possible, but eventually, he surrendered with a groan, releasing into her mouth.
• "It's so fucking hot when you swallow," he murmured as she pulled back. "So. Fucking. Hot."
• Ethan knelt before her, capturing her lips in a demanding kiss. She instinctively opened her legs, granting him full access. His fingers explored her, an approving grunt accompanying their kiss as he discovered her readiness. Memories of last night's intensity flooded her mind, making her moan, on the brink of another release.
• Moving to her ear, Ethan nibbled her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. His hand trailed up her body, tugging gently at her nipples before wrapping around her throat, tightening slightly. He pulled back to meet her gaze, ensuring she was comfortable with the pressure. In response, she moaned his name and pulled him back for more. He smiled against her lips, increasing his grip, leaving her feeling strangely thrilled and powerless.
• This was new territory for Nathalie, a feeling of surrender that was unexpectedly pleasurable. All she needed to do was breathe and let the waves of her climax wash over her.
• "We'll have to settle for just once this morning," Ethan said, releasing her and standing. "I hate to say it, but I really have to go to work."
• "Okay," she replied, her voice still shaky. "I'll grab my dress and head out."
• "Head out?" he echoed, raising an eyebrow. "I don't think so, Nathalie. I'm going to work because I have to, not because I want to. We're just getting to know each other's tastes. We haven't even had sex yet. You're staying right here. Once I'm back, I'm bringing a box of condoms, and we'll pick up where we left off."
• "Okay," she agreed without hesitation.
• He laughed, bending down to kiss her again. "Good girl."