Mommy, Where's Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return

Chapter 46: Ethan's Desire

Taking a deep breath, Samantha braced herself, seeing how Ethan was moving forward. Clearly, they were in for a long and hot kiss, like he had been suggesting for a while now.

She lay on the massive bed, feeling her heart drumming against her ribcage.

Samantha was still remarkably overwhelmed at how she was in the arms of Ethan Wright.

He was handsome, clearly sexy, and smart, and he was the father of her children. This same man was now her husband, and he was looking straight into her eyes, filled with obvious desires, ready to eat her up.

His big, yet soft hands caressed her cheek and brushed his thumb over her pinkish lips. His touch granted her to tremble all over, giving her that familiar strange sensation in her stomach.

It was always this way with Ethan. With the way he touched her or kissed her, she often found herself in an unexplainable euphoria, one she had never known before.

Her eyes became hooded under the gaze of his profound brown eyes. She noticed his face closing the gap between them, and the next thing she felt was his warm and soft lips covering hers.

With both their mouths partly parted, they shared one kiss enough to send shivers down her spine. She thought silently, 'So good.'

The next kiss allowed her to taste his manly flavor, making her gasp and reach for his strong arms. She told herself, 'taste so good.'

On their third kiss, Samantha clenched into his shirt, gripping tightly against the cloth. Her inner devil said in silence, 'How I want this off!'

The fourth kiss was deeper, and she clearly had a taste of his soft tongue. That utterly made her clamp her legs together, feeling a strange thrill in between her thighs.

'Damn, this just feels so good!' She screamed in her head.

Samantha felt Ethan let go of their short yet heart-pounding kisses and he said, "I wanted... this kind of... reward."

Truth be told, Samantha was unsure if it was her reward or his, but she was glad to have given it. However... it wasn't enough.

Samantha gulped before saying, "You - you can kiss me the whole afternoon." With a flushing face, she added, "If you like."

"Hmmm," said Ethan before painting a smirk on his incredibly attractive face.

Samantha noticed his hand under her chin, further raising it before he once again dove on her lips.

"Mmmm," a soft yet audible moan left her lips.

Ethan was not just kissing her. His mouth, this time enthusiastically parted, and his tongue was eagerly intrusive.

With the taste of his tongue inside of her, Samantha felt heat run through her body and she happily welcomed his invasion.

Her hand climbed up to the back of Ethan's neck, granting him deeper access.

It could not be helped! Their tongues easily became intertwined with their smooching turning intense in each second that passed.

The melodies of their gasping and smacking lips quickly filled the space of their bedroom, adding to the fire of their passion.

Their eyes closed.

Their heads shifting from side to side, allowing each other to breathe in between as they made out.

With their bodies feeling the fever of the moment, Ethan found himself on top of Samantha. He unwittingly pressed his entire weight against her slender frame while maintaining to cover her lips.

Ethan was wearing a casual yet expensive polo shirt that day, and it allowed Samantha to easily feel the shape of his chest and abs. It all the more excited her.

She did not know how it happened, but her hand descended to his covered chest, relishing at the solidness of his shape.

"Oh, God!" Samantha could not help but gasp, feeling the tingling sensation of her rose, reaching its peak. She wound up, wrapping one leg around Ethan as he traced kisses down her neck.

The next thing Samantha felt was his hand, caressing her legs up to her thigh.

While Samantha moaned, again and again, his kisses moved to the crook of her neck. His actions resulted in her heart beating faster and she noticed the sudden dampness in between her thighs.

"Ethan, Ethan," Samantha called while gasping at his touch. "I'm going to have a heart attack!"

"What?" Finally, Ethan let go of his teasing kisses to check on his wife. "What do you mean, a heart attack?"

Panting at the sight of his handsome face, Samantha admitted, "My heart is beating so fast... I can't handle you... you make me... feel so hot!"

Ethan pecked back on Samantha's lips. His hands traced her shoulders and down to her arms. He probed, "Sam, do you want me to stop?"

She could not believe her ears. Now, Ethan gave her the power, but she wasn't sure what was the best answer. She struggled to say, "I - I don't know."

He leaned over and smacked on her lips once more before turning over to lie on his back. He sat up, leaning his back against the headboard, and suggested, "You decide."

Samantha was unsure what he meant, but soon, she heard him say, "Get on top of me and take control. You decide if we should... continue."

She rolled over, looking at him, ashamed. She suddenly felt it was better than he was in command. At least, she did not have any excuse for her actions.

"Come here, Sam," encouraged Ethan, tapping on his lap. "Sit on me."

For seconds, she panted, just staring at him and swallowing her own spew, but her insides were earnestly screaming for more; more of his taste!

She bit her lip as she sat up and awkwardly straddled on his lap. The second she settled herself on top of him, Ethan pulled her closer, making her sit directly on top of his groin area.

"Right there. Sit right there," he instructed while looking fiercely at her striking blue eyes.

She unwittingly let her hips rock him for a few seconds before she gasped and smothered her lips to his.

"Mmmmm... Haaah!" They were back to making out in no time, helplessly gasping and sighing in desire!

With Samantha taking the lead, she took control of where she received kisses from Ethan.

She mostly settled on his tasty lips, not minding how numbed her own had become.

Samantha closed her eyes, merely focusing on their kisses. It had turned sloppy as the second passed, with both of them generously parting their mouths and their hands hastily touching each other.

She had already reached under his shirt, finally delighting in his godly frame while Ethan kept rubbing his sizable hands on her arms and sometimes reaching for her thighs.

As Samantha was in a dress, it was easier for her to touch the softness of her skin.

When Ethan reached up to her waist from under her dress, he urged her to rock on him and she willingly did.

As they made out, she moved her hips back and forth, pressing her weight against his obvious bulge.

She did not realize how much she was enjoying it up until she let go to gasp and moan!

Samantha threw back her head while maintaining her rocking motion. She felt the pleasure of sensing his hardness against her peach, despite both of them still being in their clothes, merely dry humping.

It was exactly because she was so elated that she wound up reaching an orgasm, mildly convulsing and crashing in Ethan's arms. From NôvelDrama.Org.

She sighed in ecstasy while taking heavy breaths, covering Ethan's lips once more.

Ethan first kissed her fervently for seconds and after which, he let go to ask, "Did you... come?"

Looking at him shyly, Samantha's eyes were almost closed when she admitted, "Yes."

"Did you like it?" He asked, studying her flushed face.

"I - Yes," Samantha answered back.

"Do you think it's fair that you came, and I didn't?" Ethan asked before a mischievous smirk became plastered on his face.

Samantha was catching her breath, thinking really hard. She wondered, 'Am I ready for this?'

Before she could answer, however, they heard a knock on the door.

"Mommy! I want to swim now!" It was Kenzie, eager to experience their very own swimming pool.

"Sam, you don't really have to, but I want you to know... I want you so much. I have never... wanted someone so much - desired someone so much in my life," Ethan admitted. "It's up to you."

Samantha was taken aback at his admission. She saw the clear yearning in Ethan's eyes that she ended up with a promise, "After the swim."

"Hmmm... I don't like broken promises," Ethan said with his eyes tightening.

She leaned over and pecked Ethan's lips and repeated, "I promise... After the swim."