Chapter One

Beautifully Bare

Ethan's P.O.V

Lena laid beneath me as I lowered a strawberry to her awaiting mouth. I had just dipped it into warm chocolate, and it was a bit drippy still, yet I wanted to feed it to her, not caring about the mess it would make. She giggled when it dribbled onto her chin. She tock the strawberry into her mouth, and bit into the juicy chocolate-covered fruit. I throw it aside, and then lowered to where the chocolate was still on her chin, and sucked it off.

Of, course, I couldn't just have that, I moved a few inches above, to where her mouth was, and kissed her.

Having out lips together, it felt like heaven. Her tongue, dancing with mine, with such intense heat it tock my breath away. My hand cupped the back of her head, holding her mouth to mine, I never wanted to let go. I was addicted to her.

Every time we had the chance to be alone, we'd sneak out to Greenerie and just make-out. God, we couldn't take out hands off each other! I smiled, because it just felt so good. It felt so good just to be able to simply hold her hand without getting hurt. It felt so good just to now that we had that freedom to do what we liked. It felt good not being bound to such limitations that we had had to deal with before.

I was such a lucky guy.

I slipped my lips away from her succulent lips and went to her neck. We usually are so into touching each others mouths with the others, to feel our tongues moving together, that we forgot other places. But I wanted to explore a bit, now that I finally –or at least a little bit- the need to kiss her sweet mouth dimed to where I was able to pull away from her lips.

When I kissed , and unexpectedly –to the both of us- started sucking at the sensitive skin there of her throat, she gasped.

Oh, my, and with that tone little gasp, I was me hooked.

I never stopped, I sucked, and I swirled my tongue as I did. Every time she let out a gasp, a moan, any sound, each time, it sent a jolt of electricity down my inter body. It jump-started my heart, making it jump wildly in my chest. And then making it beat wildly, making it pump blood fast and hard. It ran through everyone of my limbs. And it all went strait to my groin.

Oh, crap.

I groaned from the shock of it. It felt like a hand had reached between my legs and grabbed me by my package.

And Lena just so happened to be sitting on my lap in this very moment.

Double crap.

"Ethan…"

"Yeah, I'm aware…"

"Hummm…." She hummed to herself, then, suddenly, she tentively rocked her hips into mine.

"Lena!" I dame near yelled, yearning for more, but knowing it wasn't right. Oh, god…This wasn't going to be good.

"Lena, just because I have a…you know, doesn't mean we have to do it."

"Yeah, I know, but I want to," she said.

Yeah, I did, too, but I didn't want her to do anything she'd regret after.

Her hand went down my chest, passed everything and went to where I was throbbing uncontrollably. And started rubbing me through my jeans. I shuddered at the feel of her hand on me.

"Lena, baby…"

"Shhhh…," she shushed me.

I couldn't help but do what she said, and my last thought was I really, really hoped that this wasn't going to be a huge mistake.

Lena's P.O.V:

I've never had done what I was doing just now. And what I was doing was seducing Ethan. Well, wasn't seducing something you persuaded someone sexually?

Which I didn't have to do too much persuading, since he didn't need to be persuaded.

He wanted this, too, but not so much that he's completely gives up being a gentleman about something as serious as this. The giving of one's body was something to not take lightly, not matter who was initiating it. Love, in every form, either expressed through the body, or through our emotions, it was something not to take for granted, and that was why we never have done it, even when we were able to touch each other safely. Sure, we kissed, but kissing doesn't have anything on making love. Making love is sacred, to the both of us.

I have been stewing on this, weather if I wanted to go all the way with Ethan and I made up my mine. I was going to make love with and to Ethan Wate. I wanted him with a passion. Nothing would make me feel guilty about what we were about to do, because when I was with Ethan, all was okay-in my world-. All was safe, I knew I was going to be okay afterward, after I showed him my love. I knew he wouldn't leave me, like some other guys would. I trusted him with my life, with my love, with my heart, with my soul.

I loved him.

My hand was stroking back and forth against him, his hard flesh twitched behind the rough jeans.

"Sit up," I said to him. I tock his shirt off so I could run my hands down his chest. His nipples came to attention to my touch. I tock them between my fingers, twisting, rubbing, applying pressure to them. He let out a loud groan.

"I want you to know, before I go any further, that you want to do this?"

I asked, because I didn't want him to feel guilty after.

"Yes," he said in a breathless whisper.

"Good. And just so that you know, you are not forcing me to do anything I don't want? I wasn't to do this, I wasn't you, Ethan, all of you. And I will not regret anything I will have done to you."

He groaned his 'okay'.

He laid back onto the ground, beneath me. I looked down at him, and he was so disheveled, the look was so hot. His hair was in his face, covering his eyes, but I could still see them through the strands of dark chocolate brown hair. They shined through, like the moon shined through down on us through the lemon tree.

I took my tank top off, and then my bra. My breasts tumbled free from the confining cups. I through the bra over my shoulder. All the while, I had my eyes on Ethan's, holding his eyes with mine. I saw them alighted with a deeper, much stronger burn than before.

"Oh, my…" His words trailed off, but no words were not needed. Not with the way his eyes were saying all that he couldn't with words. A look, like they say, is worth a thousand words.

Then, I moved onto his jeans, unbuttoning, and unzipping them with calm hands. I was not nervous, because his eyes assured me enough to let me know I was everything he ever dreamed of, and more.

Ethan's P.O.V:

Lena's eyes were on mine, I couldn't look away from her, how could I. With her long, curly hair, it draped down her back, spilled over her shoulders. Her body, her eyes, were lit by the light from the moon, I could see her green and gold colored eyes. The eyes that I loved with a passion. Love was filling those eyes that I loved.

She tock hold of the waist bandof my jeans, andmoved them down my thighs. I lifted my hips to help. The only thing left were my boxers, she tock ahold of them too, until they were discarded.

We were beautifully bare to each other, finally. We were both beautifully bare to each other, in every single way.

Lena, following the way her hands tock, went down my body, until she was close to my aching flesh. Her hands grabbed hold of me. And the feel of her hand on me, there, was so incredible, I have never felt this good, not went I did it by myself, not even with the picture of her in my mind when I did it. She was just pure pleasure. She oozed pleasure out of every poor. She was pleasure incarnate.

Messaging my cock with her hand, she did this until pre cum leaked out of the tip. Oh, God, and then, the sight of her when she leaned down traced the wet trail back up to the head of my cock.

"Oh, Lena."

I groaned as she circles her tongue around the neck of the head before taking the whole head into her hot mouth and then she sucked. Her cheeks hollowed with each suck. God, she was beautiful. She then, changed, and instead of sucking only on the head, she went down as far as she could, and then resumed sucking. Bringing her tongue into play, licking the skin on the underside of my cock. And, then, I was lost. Lost in her beautiful mouth. I came with hard, jerking spurts. I kept my hips as still as I could.

"Oh…Lena!"

"Mmmmm…" She answered, her mouth to full of me to say much other than that. She swallowed what cum came, sucking one last time. She let me go with a 'pop'!

She came back up my body, in sexy slow motion. A wicked grin spread across on her face. Her thighs straddled my hips, I felt a drip of wetness fall from her. I tock a hand-where it had been holding onto the blanket underneath us- and found the wetness with my finger.

Oh, she was so wet, so beautifully wet. For my. I couldn't wait to feel that wetness engulf my cock, but before that happens, I was going to venture to that wetness, and feel it with my mouth.

I turned us, so that she was underneath me now. Her legs were open wide; I sat on my hunches and placed my hands on my upraised thighs. Stroking up and down her thighs. Teasing her. My hands went up to her breasts, her nipples-like mine were-were erect. I kissed my way up to her nipples, and tock on into my mouth, she wailed.

Her hands went to my hair, her thighs tightened around my hips, her fingers dug into my hair, messaging my scalp; her beautiful moans were filling up my ears. She was so dame beautiful. I let go of the one I was sucking, and put the other one in my mouth. She wailed again, tightening her thighs harder around me.

I wiggled free from her hold on me, wanting to taste her.

My fingers were there before my mouth was, circling around, finding her clit, rubbing that in tight circles. Her hips bucked against my hand. Soon, it'd be my mouth…

Lena's P.O.V:

Oh,my god, I would have never dreamed of the day when Ethan Lawson Wate would go down on me. I watched him, it was hard not to, I watched him go father, and farther down. He kissed his way down, slowly. He caressed me with his nose; he'd inhale deeply, like he couldn't get enough of the sent that came off of my skin. Then, his lips skimmed the skin of my pussy; his tongue tentivly touched the wet flesh there. My hips, uncontrollably, bucked again. It was so hard not to. It didn't want the soft touches, it wanted harder touches.

His tongue replaced his fingers, circling my clit, fast. Then sucking on it even harder. He latched onto my clit until I came. Then before it was even over, his fingers were inside me. Pumping fast, hard. My pussy sucked him in, not wanting to let go of him when he retreated. I came again in a matter of minutes.

"Okay, Ethan! I think I'm ready."

"Oh, you are so ready, but I just can't tare my mouth away from you succulent heat."

His hand was still here, riding out the second orgasm with his fingers, and then added his mouth to the mix. He went back to sucking on my clit. Then, it was just one orgasm after the other. I lost count of how many, though I didn't really care, I was in complete bliss.

I was so soaked at the moment so ready. I dug my nails into his back, urging him up my body. Our bodies were alighted, and I was so ready. He was hard, I was dripping wet, and it was time.

He positioned himself at my entrance, and sank into me. I was so wet, that it didn't take much. He eased into me with ease, only a slight pinch of pain, and it passed as quickly as it came. And we went at it.

We fucked each other on instinct. It was in our nature to mate, and that was what we did. He trust just right, hard yet slow, and I came to meet him all the way, rocking my hips into his, taking him into my all the way. His balls his my ass, that was how far he was inside me, and I loved every slap of them against my ass. Every time he retreated, a suctioning sound was made because of how wet I was, and it was the most sexiest, most erotic sound ever to be herd, and I love ever sound.

We came, beautifully together.

Ethan's P.O.V:

Oh, my god.

We laid on the blanket, our arms around each other, not ones of started talking, we just laid there in silence. We just watched the stares go bye, not caring of the time, we just let it go bye, together.