A Free Relationship

When Maisie Stone received a call from Ethan Ford, the man behind her flipped her onto her front, making her kneel on the bed.He pistoned into her, making her lose her balance. She almost smacked her head on the wall. Fortunately, he grabbed her waist in time and pulled her back, preventing her from getting hurt.The man usually looked gentle and composed, but he was so wild in bed that it was almost scary. Maisie placed a hand on the wall to stop him from nearly making her smack into it again. Then, she unlocked the phone with her other hand.The caller ID indicated that the person calling was her "Honey".The man asked, "Who's calling?"She said, "Your cousin."He snorted. "Shouldn't he be busy banging Felicia now? Why does he have the time to call you?""How would I know?""Are you going to answer it?"Maisie grumbled, "Of course. Shouldn't you keep your distance a little, Seth?"Not only did Seth Shaw not keep his distance, but he even pistoned harder into her. And so, when Maisie

The doorbell rang, and Ethan answered the door. "Took you long enough, Seth."Seth had already changed into a clean suit. His gold-rimmed glasses had been wiped clean, too. Last night, he'd pushed it into Maisie's body.Seth smiled. "I got caught in some traffic on the way."Maisie was still rooted to the spot when he entered the house. He nodded at her in greeting. "Hi, Maisie."She was briefly taken aback but soon smiled. "Seth."Ethan led Seth to the couch and told Maisie, "Mais, make Seth a cup of coffee."Maisie felt disgusted when she heard him call her that. It was an affectionate nickname he'd used when they were madly in love, but it now made her feel like a snake had slithered all over her. She felt cold, icky, and uncomfortable."Mais?"She scowled. "Can you mind your words? Don't call me that."Ethan chuckled. "Fine. Could you please make Seth a cup of coffee, Ms. Stone?"Maisie didn't want to spare either of the men another glance. She was no match for one of the

Maisie said, "It's unnecessary. It'll dry faster with the wind blowing.""Go dry it," Seth said."I won't."Ethan looked at her with her hair cascading over her shoulders and her face free of makeup. His gaze turned a little more gentle as he said, "You look better like this."Maisie looked annoyed. "Well, it's all your fault for being such a successful businessman, Mr. Ford. If I were to leave the house looking like this every day, the media would probably make you out to be a frugal man who refuses to buy his wife something nice to wear."He rubbed his nose without saying anything.In truth, Maisie and Ethan's love story was a little like something out of a romance drama. During their school days, she'd been a good girl, and he'd been a bad boy. After graduation, they'd been a perfect couple who had supported each other through the difficulties of starting a business.When Ethan had just graduated from college, he'd developed a game with a few of his coursemates. How many fres

Seth had asked Maisie why she could tolerate all of Ethan's past flings but not Felicia. It was because she couldn't understand it.Ethan's past flings had included sexy and innocent women, but he'd never been serious about them. As long as he didn't want to marry them, she could force herself to bear with them.Felicia was different, though. She was Maisie's twin sister.This was what Maisie couldn't understand. She and Felicia looked identical. Why was it that Ethan insisted on having Felicia?She was disgusted by the sight of Ethan and Felicia being affectionate with each other before her. Suddenly, a glass of juice appeared before her. "You should drink this. Don't drink any alcohol."Maisie laughed derisively. "Your cousin-in-law has changed, Seth. Why do you keep trying to boss me around?"He pursed his lips and took her whiskey glass away."Give that to me." She held out a hand.He didn't move.She repeated, "Give it to me."Seth watched her for a while before nodding.

Maisie remembered that her first sexual experience with Ethan hadn't taken the normal route. It had happened after the class party they'd had after sitting for their college entrance exams.She couldn't hold her liquor, so half a beer had been enough to knock her out. She'd slumped on the table and started muttering gibberish. The teacher knew she and Ethan were an item, so she'd called Ethan over and said, "Take good care of her."Ethan had walked slowly while carrying Maisie home. She wasn't completely out of it, so she remembered that the moon that night had been bright. Both sides of the roads had nice-smelling flowers planted there, and they smelled even nicer when mingled with the smell of Ethan's sweat.His back was broad, and she clung to him like a koala, swinging her legs to the beat of his footsteps. She murmured, "Ethan…"He walked slowly, not seeming to be in a rush to get home. "Yeah?""It'd be nice if we could keep walking like this.""I'd die of exhaustion, then