Ruined: An Ethan Frost Novel; a Loveswept New Adult Romance
“Gentles me. He strokes my hair for a long time, his strong fingers rubbing at my scalp until I’m all but purring. Then he moves to my neck, my shoulders, and down my back, following the muscles of my spine. He kneads my waist, my arms. Threads his fingers through mine and rolls my hand around in a circular motion that somehow manages to feel nearly as good as an orgasm.
By the time he’s done, I’m nothing but a blissed-out pile of relaxed goo, every muscle in my upper body as soft and runny as melted butter.
“You still awake?” he murmurs, a smile in his voice.
I purr the closest thing to a yes that I can manage.
“Good.” He gathers me closer to his chest, slips an arm under my knees, and then stands.
“Where are we going?” I’m too lazy to even wrap an arm around his neck, so I just burrow in and let him do all the work.
“The bedroom.”
I smile against his chest. “It’s about time.”
“Really? You’re complaining?”
“Not complaining. Just anxious.”
He lifts one of my hands, then lets go, watchi...ng as it just flops by my side.MoreLess
By the time he’s done, I’m nothing but a blissed-out pile of relaxed goo, every muscle in my upper body as soft and runny as melted butter.
“You still awake?” he murmurs, a smile in his voice.
I purr the closest thing to a yes that I can manage.
“Good.” He gathers me closer to his chest, slips an arm under my knees, and then stands.
“Where are we going?” I’m too lazy to even wrap an arm around his neck, so I just burrow in and let him do all the work.
“The bedroom.”
I smile against his chest. “It’s about time.”
“Really? You’re complaining?”
“Not complaining. Just anxious.”
He lifts one of my hands, then lets go, watchi...ng as it just flops by my side.MoreLess
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