Jeanne placed her hands on his shoulders, her head pushed back with eyes shut tight. Ethan had never been with her that way before.
He was like an animal grinding against her like that…and she loved it. Every stroke, every thrust, was revered. Her entire body, aware of him.
He pushed her beyond her limits, going in deeper than usual, stretching her out, making her take all of him.
She tried to hold out, savoring the moment before the big O, but she couldn't. His fierce thrusts pushed it out of her, her body shook violently beneath him, but Ethan did not stop.
"I. Can. Love. You. Better. Than. He. Can," he said, accentuating every word with each deep, hard thrust as orgasm enraptured her body.
She held on to him, crying, begging him to stop before he slowed down; holding her hands, i
