Chapter 201: Making Love

ETAN

He struggled for control from the moment he entered her, his jaw set and teeth gritted. The pleasure of having her never grew commonplace. He kept waiting for this desperation to ease, for his control to return. But time and again he found himself dancing the line of arousal, of spilling into her like it was his first time.

Forcing himself to caution, he grit his teeth and grasped her thighs, using the buoyancy of the water to keep her moving slowly, trying desperately to ignore the way her breasts began to float every time they eased apart, and how the water rushed over them, a small wave breaking over the shore of those beautiful pink rounds as they returned to each other.

She shook with desire for him, and that only made his own passion sing.

"You were so… beautiful… today, Ayleth. Yesterday. When I woke… when you slept. I couldn't bear it… I watched you sleep. There is nothing… I want more than… you," he sighed.