He moved me further to the middle of the bed, and Ethan flipped us over so that I was on top of him, and he sat up with me straddling him.

He leaned against the backboard of the bed, and he put his hand on my hips, but he was letting me go at my own pace.

I put my hands on his chest, and I kept it at the same pace that he had been going at. I didn't want this feeling to end; I didn't want any of this to end.

I leaned down to kiss him, and he growled again at the feeling of ...