Chapter 69

MAY. I gasp as my back slams into the door, hard, and Ethan pulls back, eyes wide and lips swollen. “Did I hurt you?” My head’s ringing, but I’m much too aroused to feel anything other than Ethan’s erection pressing into my thigh, and the ache between my legs that can only be soothed by him. I shake my head, a little dazed. “No.” “Need a moment to catch your—” I lean in, catching his bottom lip between my teeth and that answers his question. He shifts us, and he lifts my legs, hoisting me up, atop what looks to be a work table. Things crash into the ground—a notepad, pens, a leather-bound planner, a picture frame, documents, cardholders, pins, a tablet—I whip my gaze from the floor when he pulls down the straps of my bra and kisses my neck. My eyes shut tightly when he nips softly, flicking his tongue over the sensitive skin, and instinctively, I part my legs wider, hooking them behind him. I whimper when his lips close around my nipple and I release a sound I’m embarrassed by whe