The Lottery (14 page)

Chapter Eleven

Walking out of the hospital at dusk, Ethan suggested an aerocab
to get home. Hailing the vehicle, they both climbed in and raced towards home.
He was mentally exhausted, but the day had been a good one. He stole glances at
Karlyn during the first few moments inside the cab.

Ethan felt the desire for her coil in his gut after seeing the
easy friendship she had shared with his sister. Bailey had always been a good
judge of character, and would not have opened up to someone she didn’t feel at
ease with. It meant a lot to him that his sister had liked her. Reaching across
the cab, he softly grasped a handful of her hair, rubbing the silky threads
across his fingers. Smiling up to him, she sighed at the slight tug of his
fingers in her hair. That was all the urging he needed.

Sliding across the seat to be closer to her, he wrapped one arm
about her shoulders and then used the other to coax her chin up so she faced
him. Their eyes met, and he felt electricity race through their connection, as
his cock began to lengthen. Noting her scent in the air, he knew her pussy wept
with her longing. Hope filled his heart, and his body readied.

Ethan ducked his head down, laying a light, tentative kiss on her
full lips and licked the crease, begging for entry into her mouth. Slowly, she
opened to him, and he increased the pressure leisurely. Pulling her closer, he
felt her give in as she crushed herself into him. Kiss deepening, he splayed
his fingers around the top of her thigh, trying to pull her even closer as his
tongue warred with hers. Her fingers pressed under his shirt, seeking skin, as
if she could not live without touching his heated flesh.

Neither paid attention to the cabbie, who watched through the
rear view mirror as the pair opened themselves up to the desire exploding
within them. Fingers explored hidden spots and tongues tasted supple skin, as
the back windows of the vehicle steamed. Droplets slid down the fogged glass,
allowing sparkles of light from the streetlamps to dance on their skin,
illuminating the way for their fingers.

The areocab landed just outside her building, and after the
cabbie coughed for their attention, Karlyn thrust her thumb into the slot,
paying with her thumbprint. They exited the cab. Climbing the stairs to her
studio was torture; the ascent took much longer than Ethan wanted it to. Ethan
yanked the door open as quickly as he could and pushed Karlyn inside the
entryway.

****

Slamming the door shut behind him, Ethan turned to her. Standing
within inches of the door, too afraid to move further, Karlyn stared at him,
breathing roughly. Wanting this so much, she thought back to her demand for
Ethan to only be her friend. Damn her for her stupidity. He needed to break
that promise, and break it now. Body clenching, demanding his attention, she
willed her errant thoughts away, as him being her friend was the last thing she
wanted at this very moment. Her head needed to stay out of this. For tonight.
She wanted to
feel
tonight.

She realized she needed to make it abundantly clear that she
wanted more. Beginning to slowly undo the buttons of her shirt, she tore it
free from the waistband of her skirt and threw it to the floor. Rubbing her
hands across the black lace, she felt her nipples tighten in response to her
own touch and the weighted feel of his eyes on her. Grasping one with thumb and
forefinger as she watched him, she felt the pulse of her clit more deeply than
ever before. The coiling sensation emanated from her core and she could only
think of his fingers on her skin, on her nipples, inside her sex.

As he only stood there, unmoving, she felt a wave of panic.
Unsure of what to do next since she had never before seduced a man, she gazed
at him. Their actions in the aerocab made her confident that he did want her,
perhaps as badly as she wanted him. Her own inexperience got the best of her,
and she felt herself stiffen.

****

Staring at her, a visual feast in just her lacy black bra and
pencil skirt made his blood boil. His body trembled with need. Karlyn’s eyes
were as large as saucers, and she was skittish in her attempts at seduction,
but that in itself made her all the more tempting. She was not a jaded whore,
and he wanted to share in her inexperience. Smiling at her, he hoped to qualm
the batch of nerves she appeared to feel.

Karlyn approached him slowly, standing in front of him. Reaching
for the back of his head, she pulled Ethan down to capture his mouth, demanding
his tongue war with her own. Allowing her to continue the advance, he needed
her to show him that she truly wanted him. He refused to push her further than
she was willing to go.

Tugging at the belt around Ethan’s waist, she then jerked at the
buttons of his jeans. Sliding her hands inside the waistband, she began to tug
them down, struggling as she refused to release his mouth. She pulled back at
the last moment to get his shirt over his head, and then Ethan’s hands were
tugging at Karlyn’s bra, while she kicked off her shoes and shimmied out of her
skirt.

Descending his hands down her back and under her panties to rest
on her plump rear, he kneaded the skin, pulling her close to the erection
hidden by the thin fabric of his boxer briefs. Suddenly it was too much
material to bear between them, and he began ripping off his as she removed her
own. Ethan stepped out of his shoes and pants before lifting her into his arms,
and carried her to bed, resting her head against the pillow.

He lowered himself to her pussy, kissing his way down her body, knowing
he would have to make her delirious with her need to prevent too much pain.
Licking around her hooded nubbin, he tasted her desire. Sliding a strong finger
just inside her opening, he tested her tightness. He kissed and licked every
inch of her pussy, using the streaming liquid from her vagina to lubricate his
fingers as they teased her clit and her opening folds.

He licked and gently bit until he felt her tense, and he knew her
orgasm was coiling inside her as she stiffened, raking her hands through his
hair. Knowing she had brought herself to completion before, he did not worry
about easing her into the experience, but wondered if the nights she had laid
in her bed alone, had she felt the same when she had rubbed her clit with her
own fingers. As she arched her back, he whispered, “Let it take over, relax and
surrender to it. Just feel.”

She gentled at his softly spoken words, and she released a deep
breath. As if she were letting the fire he was igniting inside her rage, her
climax stole over her. She screamed her release, back arching as tremors
shuddered along her arms and legs. Her novice reaction to his ministrations
pleased him and he kissed her gently on her inner thigh, his own sex harder
than he had ever remembered. He knew once he was planted inside her, he would
be lost there forever.

****

Fatigue stole over her body as she recovered from her intense
orgasm that had ever rocketed through her body. He continued to leisurely play
with her pussy while she began to come back down to Earth. Her passion began to
spiral once more, when he slid his thick finger deeper inside of her. Her walls
stretched to accommodate the new sensation, and she grabbed his wrist, gentling
him. Pleasure was walking a fine line with pain, and she did not know how much
more she could take.

Allowing her to calm briefly, he then added one more finger to
her opening, while suckling harder on her clit. Blossoming pleasure-pain
swirled within her channel as he added a third, stretching her beyond
comprehension. It was enough to send her over the edge once more. With a scream
of ecstasy, she lifted off the bed and felt like she was coming out of her
skin. She felt a slight pinch in her pussy, but the overwhelming pleasure
drowned it out.

Once she gathered her mind again, he had moved to lay alongside
her, casually kissing her shoulder as he looked down at her. She also saw the smear
of blood on his fingers resting on her hip.

“It’s gone? Just like that?”

“Yes. It’s less painful this way. I’m large and don’t want to
hurt you more than necessary.” He stood up and walked into the bathroom. She
heard the sink come on and then moments later, he returned with a washcloth in
hand. He settled back between her thighs and carefully wiped her pussy clean
with the warm cloth. It touched her to have him care for her and it made her
heart ache a little more. Yet it was incredibly sexy at the same time. Setting
the cloth down on the nightstand, he lowered his mouth back to her clit and
began licking and biting again, until she was writhing on the bed, moaning for
more.

Karlyn was still too naïve to know exactly what more would fully
consist of, but she understood the need regardless. She wasn’t completely
stupid, comprehending the mechanics of the act, but until the final act, she
was none the wiser. The thought of him filling her was all she could imagine,
and she would die without him inside her.

Rising up on his arms, he kissed her lips. He tasted of her, and she
whimpered as he deepened the kiss.

“So, woman on top?” Looking up at him, her innocence got the best
of her for a moment. Fear struck inside her breast, as she thought of herself
awkwardly astride him, not knowing what to do.

“No.”

“No? So what do you want?”

She stared at him, not knowing how to voice her desires, afraid
he would laugh at her naïveté. Grasping his forearms, she tried to pull him
towards her, willing him to understand her without having to speak.

“Not yet, tell me what you want me to do.”

“You know what I want.”

“Yes I do, but I need you to say it.”

“You want me to beg?”

“I’m not demanding you beg. I just want you to ask me for what
you want.”

“Fuck me. Please, before I die.”

With that, he slid between her legs and rested the head of his
cock at her wet entrance. He stopped, and she wiggled her hips, wanting him to
enter her desperately. He would not move, and she looked at him beseechingly. She
raised her hips, sliding him inside her a fraction of an inch. It wasn’t enough
and still he would not move.

“You are killing me. Please, Ethan, I need you.”

With that, he slowly began to work his cock inside her. Stretching
her muscles over his amazing erection; he filled her body inch by glorious
inch. She demanded more, pulling at his ass and hips, stretching her body to
swallow his cock faster, her whole body lifting from the bed to meet his. Her
eyes met his as he completely filled her.

A shiver raced down her spine as he rested a moment, cradled in
her heat. Bringing one of her trembling hands to his face, he kissed her palm
before wrapping her hand around his neck. Moving both of his palms to rest on
her hips, he slowly pulled from her before slowly pressing back inside her. The
current of movement ignited her once more, and she pressed forward to meet his
thrust.

Even in her rawness, her body knew what it wanted. She bucked
beneath him, her inner wanton exploding in freedom. She pushed her body towards
completion, straining against the welcomed weight of his heavy cock filling
her.

She pressed against him once more, her hands biting into the
flesh of his back as she felt the first wave of a mind shattering orgasm come
crashing over her. Tingling from her toes on up through the rest of her body,
the sensation whipped through her, rending a scream of pleasure from her lips.
As a smaller wave crested through her, Ethan pulled her tightly against him and
erupted inside her depths. His breathing echoed hers until she wasn’t sure which
ones were hers.

Dropping to his side and pulling her with him, they lay entangled
beside each other. She was breathless and limp, exhausted with the fervor of their
activities. Ethan ran one hand up and down her back, as he lifted one of her
legs over his hip. He was still firmly planted inside her, and she felt her
pussy spasm in mini trembles around the length of his cock. Inhaling the heady
scent of their sweat and sex, she branded it into her head, hoping the memories
would be enough to sustain her in the long empty years she faced.

He continued to stroke her body in slow swirls of his fingertips,
and combined with the exertion of their lovemaking and the safety she felt in
his arms, she felt fatigue settling in. Her breathing finally evened out, and
with a sigh, fell asleep in his arms.

****

Karlyn awoke in the early morning hours; soreness filled her
body. Her mound ached and as she became more alert, she realized she was
pressed against a magnificent chest. Then she felt Ethan’s cock laying against
the mouth of her channel, and it was awakening as well, lengthening slowly. He
still held her tightly in his arms, their legs intertwined. Moving her hips
slightly, she was able to move his cock back inside her pussy. Muscles stretching
and tightening around his cock, her pussy was unaccustomed to such use.

She contemplated how things had changed so fast. She had always
felt a strong attraction to him, but they had gone from nipping and barking at
each other to friendship to falling into bed within a couple of weeks. Was this
just him acting out his role of companion being acted out for her?

Maybe there was no more to it than that. But she didn’t care one
way or another; she loved the things he could do to her body. And damn it, Sam
was right. This may be her one and only chance for happiness, so she was going
to enjoy it, and as often as her body would allow.

His cock began to pulse in between her legs as it stirred of
life. She squeezed the tender muscles there, and felt him move below her.
Sliding deeper within her, he moaned as his eyes fluttered open.

“Keep moving like that and I won’t be able to contain myself. I’ll
ravage your body again.”