Title: Beautiful Woman
Author: SneetchesToo
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Ethan/Rox
Summary: As much as Ethan had loved the look of that black, lace dress on Rox, he was more excited about seeing what it would look like on her bedroom floor.
Author's Note: This is smut. That is all
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Ethan had thought the wedding had gone off without a hitch.
Jeff had managed not to get to incredibly drunk and Liz hadn't forgotten her vows.
And they had both managed to make it through the hundreds of pictures without killing each other.
He had been so very happy for his friends and their new title as husband and wife.
But he had been happier that he had gotten to experience it all with Rox by his side.
She had looked beautiful, as always, and the sight of her in that short, black dress had done things to him that he couldn't possibly begin to explain.
She was the most stunning woman he had ever seen.
And he had been dying to get his hands on her all night.
They had shared a few kisses, and even a few slow dances, but none of those had been enough to calm down his desires.
No, he needed her, as badly as a man could need a woman, and he wasn't willing to wait any longer.
"Ethan…" Rox's whimper of his name had snapped him from his thoughts and he offered her a soft smile as he let his hand continue pushing its way up her dress.
They had barely made it out of the car and up the steps before he had had his lips on hers.
And then her hands had been in his hair and her tongue was begging for entrance.
He had granted it without a second thought as his hand made it's way down her hip and toward her thigh.
He had gripped the material at the hem of her dress and had slowly pushed it upward, his fingers running along the bare skin of her leg as he dragged his teeth across her lip.
"Whaaat?" He whined out.
He didn't want to talk.
Not right now.
Not unless it was to tell her all the dirty things he wanted to do to her.
"Emo's still here." She whispered.
He didn't give a fuck who was here.
That wasn't going to stop him from having his way with her.
"Don't care." He let his hand continue up her thigh, stopping when he got to her hip.
He felt lace under his fingertips and he inhaled.
She had never worn these panties for him before.
"We should stop." She could barely get the words out between kisses, but she sure as hell was trying.
"Nope." He let his fingers tug on the waistband of the lace underwear she was wearing and she nipped at his lip.
"Ethan!" He wanted to rip the damn things off of her and have his way with her right there against the wall.
But then the front porch light was flickering on and off repeatedly and he knew they had been caught.
"Oops." He whispered.
He dropped his hand from under her dress, his arm falling to his side as he let his forehead fall against hers.
They were both trying desperately to catch their breath when the front door opened beside them.
"You two are impossible." Emo huffed out. "Making out on the front porch like a bunch of teenagers."
He felt Rox start to tremble beneath him.
He knew that part of it was from need, but the other part was from overwhelming emotions as well.
"Sorry Emo." He said softly.
He turned toward her and she simply offered him a smile.
"I'm going to leave so that you two can finish this," She gestured between them with a raised eyebrow, "in a more appropriate place."
Rox's head fell forward against his shoulder as she let out a sigh.
"Thanks." He figured he would answer for the both of them since Rox obviously couldn't seem to form words in her throat.
And then Emo was gone, her legs carrying her slowly down the steps and then the sidewalk.
She climbed in her car and gave them both one last knowing look before she was gone.
He felt Rox's fingers tighten around the hair at the back of his neck as she lifted her head back up.
"Sorry." She whispered.
"Don't be." He let his fingers trail down her cheek softly then. "Let's take this inside."
He offered her a knowing look and she returned it, her eyes dark with lust as she let him drag her through the doorway and down the hall toward her bedroom.
He didn't miss a beat once they were inside, his hands pushing her back against the doorframe softly as he shut the offending object.
He knew that Emo was gone and that they could have just left the door open.
But he needed something to back Rox up against and that was the closest solid space.
"Now where were we?" He let his hand travel back down to the hem of her dress, but her fingers stilled his motions before he could push the material up.
He got ready to speak when she reached to her side, her fingers gripping the zipper of the dress and sliding it down slowly.
The material fell away from her body in slow motion and he inhaled so sharply it almost knocked him off his feet.
She may have looked beautiful in that dress.
But dammit if she didn't look fucking gorgeous standing before him in a black lace bra and panties to match.
He shook his head softly as he let his hands move to settle on her hips, pressing her back against the door as she stepped out of the dress, letting it fall to the floor between them.
"I love you." He whispered before crashing his lips against hers.
She let out a whimper against his lips, her fingers tugging at the hem of his white dress shirt.
She untucked it and started undoing the buttons before he could even make sense of what was happening.
If he hadn't been in uniform he would have just told her to rip the damn thing open.
"Love you more." She whispered against his lips, her fingers undoing the last button before pushing the material away from his shoulders.
He let a shiver run through his body as the cold air of her bedroom met his skin.
"Not possible." He nipped at her bottom lip as he toed his shoes off.
He pulled his hands from her hips then, undoing his belt and buckle in one swift motion.
He pushed his pants to the floor and stepped out of them before crashing his lips back against hers.
She tangled her fingers in his hair as she tried to pull him closer.
He wished it was possible, but he was pretty certain it wasn't.
They stood there for a few minutes, their lips pressed against one another as they both made messes of the other's hair.
He pulled away from her with a soft sigh, his head falling to her neck as he gently hoisted her up.
She wrapped her legs around his waist with a soft whimper, her fingers gripping at his shoulders as he dragged his teeth along her pulse point.
He would never get over how amazing it felt to have her in his arms like this.
Once he was certain that she was secure in her spot, he let his hands wander up her sides and to her shoulders where he pushed at the straps of her bra.
"This must be new." He whispered, his eyes locking with hers as he slid the straps down.
"I got it yesterday." She could barely make words form and he could tell.
She always lost the ability to speak when they were intimate.
"I like it." He let his hands fall downward to cup her breasts, his fingers dancing over the lace slowly as he dropped his head down to her chest. "A lot."
He felt her nod her head as she clung to him, her back arching as he dragged his teeth lightly over the exposed skin of her right breast.
He reached behind her then, his fingers undoing the clasp with ease, and he watched as the garment fell to the floor.
He had seen her naked a hundred times, maybe more, and yet every time his body reacted the same way.
She was perfect to him. In every single way. And he would never stop reminding her of it.
"Beautiful." He said softly, his lips falling to her breast as he kissed the smooth skin.
He heard her let out a soft moan, her head falling back against the wall as her eyes slammed shut.
She was putty in his hands and he knew it.
He spent a few minutes letting his lips dance over her right breast before moving to the left, and when she let out a whimper in anticipation he couldn't help but chuckle.
He knew what she needed.
Better yet, what she wanted.
But he wanted to take his time tonight.
"Easy girl." He whispered against her shoulder as he brought his head back up to hers.
She shook her head back and forth before letting her eyes open and connect with his.
"Ethan, please." Apparently slow and steady wasn't in her play book for tonight though.
"Please what?" But he wasn't above making her ask for it.
"Ethan…" He could see the angst in her eyes. The way she was needing him, probably so badly that it hurt.
"Roxane…" He let his forehead fall to hers as his fingers made their way down her sides to settle on her hips.
"I can't…" She didn't finish her sentence. Instead, she closed her eyes, her head falling forward to rest against his shoulder.
"Yes you can." He whispered.
And then he was hoisting her up and carrying her toward the bed, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
He laid her down gently, his hands settling on her hips as he let his head drop to her stomach.
He pressed kisses along the mangled skin before he pulled back, his fingers hooking around the waistband of her panties.
He dragged them down slowly, her eyes shooting daggers at him as he took his time.
He chuckled softly as he tossed them aside, his head falling downward so that he could press kisses along the insides of her thighs.
She let out a whimper that almost convinced him to pick up the pace, but he wasn't going to be deterred that easily.
Instead, he let his head settle between her legs, his tongue dancing along her folds as he slid a finger into her.
She let out a growl, accompanied by a series of curse words, and then his name.
He let his other hand settle on her hip, holding her in place as he slowly brought her to the edge.
She whimpered out his name as she came crashing down and he felt her fingers grip at his hand tightly as her orgasm rattled her body.
He pulled back, his eyes shifting upward to catch a glimpse of her, but her head was turned to the side and she had her eyes closed.
He pushed himself upward some, his lips pressing against her thigh as he kissed his way back up her body.
When he got closer he could see that she was biting her lip and that there were tears falling from her eyes.
He prayed that those tears were from just having her world rocked.
Not from something else.
"Baby, look at me." He let the hand that was on her hip move upward, cupping her cheek softly as he turned her head so that she was facing him.
But her eyes didn't open. Instead she shook her head at him as she kept her arms by her side.
Normally at this point she had her hands in his hair.
He was terrified of what he might have done wrong.
"Rox…" He nudged his nose against hers softly. "Please. You're scaring me."
And she was.
He was terrified that he had hurt her.
Or that he had gone too far when she wasn't ready.
He didn't know what had gotten into her.
"Roxane…" He dropped his forehead to hers as he let his fingers run along her hip softly. "Please baby. Talk to me."
She opened her eyes slowly as she took a deep breath.
He could see something there that he didn't recognize.
And it both scared and excited him.
"Are you okay?" He whispered.
She nodded her head as her hands moved to his bare back.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" That had always been his fear with her.
Even though he knew damn well that she had had much more physical lovers, he always worried that he would take it too far or bring back a memory she wanted to forget.
She shook her head back and forth this time and he let out a breath.
"Will you talk to me?" He just wanted to know what was going on in that beautiful head of hers. "Please."
She let out a breath as she let her fingers tangle in his hair.
She dragged his head down to hers, their lips crashing together as she pushed at the waistband of his boxers with her free hand.
He wanted to argue with her and tell her that this didn't count, but he refrained.
He knew that she needed to do things her way, and in her time, and that's all there was too it.
They stayed that way for a few minutes, their lips pressed together softly as they both worked to calm themselves down.
When he finally pulled away he could see her eyes had calmed down some, her hand having softened against the back of his neck.
"Are we okay?" He whispered his question as he lined himself up with her.
She nodded her head softly and he slid into her with ease.
He was thankful that they could easily bring each other back down without much effort at all.
"I love you." He pressed a kiss to her nose as he set a slow, but steady pace, and when she offered him a soft smile he felt his heart flutter.
"I love you too." It was the first time she had spoken in a while and her voice was rough.
But then she was crashing her lips against his and thrusting her hips upward to meet his pace and he couldn't help but smile into the kiss.
It didn't take them long before they were both tumbling over the edge and he had whimpered out her name against her lips as he came within her.
She had tugged at his hair and whispered his name over and over again as her walls clenched around him and he had been helpless at that point.
"I love you so goddamn much." He pressed a searing kiss against her lips, his body finally starting to relax against hers as he tried to gather his thoughts.
She simply nipped at his lips before letting her hands settle against his back.
"Shower?" She whispered softly.
He could tell that she was done for the time being. That her body was spent, as was her mind, and he had no problem in indulging her with a warm shower.
"Yes please." He pulled from within her slowly, his hands gently going to tug her upward with him, and he smiled when she leaned against him. "I got you."
She nodded her head softly as she wrapped an arm around his waist, her head falling to his shoulder with a contended sigh.
They made their way toward the bathroom slowly, and he had cranked up the hot water before stepping inside the shower first, his hand extending outward for her from behind the glass.
She had joined him without hesitation and he had tugged her body against his under the warm spray as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I love you Roxane." He dropped his forehead to hers. "I love you more today than I did yesterday."
She offered him a soft smile as her fingers danced over his bare chest, water droplets bouncing off her head and onto his shoulders.
"And I'll love you more tomorrow than I do right now." She whispered back.
He couldn't help the giant smile that came over his face at hearing her say those words to him.
He would never get over how in love with this beautiful woman he was.
And he prayed to God that he never had to know life without her.
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