"Ahhh, so you're just using me for my excellent bathroom amenities then?"She giggled and moved her hand down between us to grip over my hard- ening cock. "Excellent amenities all the way around as I see it." I laughed and groaned at the same time, sweeping off her and into the bathroom. "I'll get the hot water started... and I'll be waiting for you in there."I didn't have long to wait before she joined me naked and mind-bendingly sexy as usual, rendering me utterly captive and raging to claim her body with the dominating sex I couldn't seem to control when we were together. My ulti- mate reward and my greatest fear all rolled into one. I'd joked about the gala tonight and sharing her with others, but the statement held far more truth than I wanted to admit. I loathed sharing her with other men who admired her far too much in my opinion.But it was the reality of Brynne, and if she was my girl, then I'd have to learn to take it like a man.We made very good use of the time in that ho
The National Portrait Gallery is a magnificent venue for events and one I am well acquainted with, having been there many times before: working security. sometimes as a guest and once or twice with a date.But never like this.Brynne brought a whole new meaning to the idea of possessiveness. At least for me she did. I thought I might be dead by the end of the night from keeping up with all the people who wanted a piece of her.She looked so beautiful and perfect in her periwinkle lace dress and silvery shoes; every inch the model she was outwardly, but inwardly, that artistic mind of hers was brilliant and respected for the work she did in her field. My girl was a celebrity tonight. It damn well helped to see my gift around her neck too. She is mine, people! Mine! And don't fucking forget it either!The display of Lady Percival was indeed a hit. She'd been set up as a tutorial on the conserving process, as her restoration was only partially complete. And Brynne, of course, was credite
"Hello, Ethan. It's so nice to see you here tonight. I was just asking Ivan about you the other day.""Is that so?" I nodded at her, desperately wishing I remembered her name. "Drink... um...?" I looked down, feeling like an asshole and wanting to be anywhere else at this moment."Priscilla."Well, I got the first letter right. I snapped my fingers and pointed at the ceiling. "Right-Priscilla, can I get you a drink? I'm just about to head back up to the Victorian Gallery." Please say no."Yes! I'd love a Cosmo," she gushed, her eyes lighting up as she perceived some interest on my part. She gave me a thorough looking over and I found it more than uncomfortable. This was something I'd put up with for years from women. I'd done it for the sex, of course. I mean, who will shag you if you don't at least let them admire and pretend to be flattered by their attentions? But re- ally, I didn't like it, and it had been nothing more than a game for me. Before Brynne much of what I'd been doing
"I need to have something along the lines of what you're having." He waved off and left for the bar.I nursed my vodka for a few more minutes before deciding a smoke would be just the thing. Brynne was still too busy to be interrupted, so I found Neil and told him where I was headed. I located an exit door down at street level, propped it open just enough so I could get back in the same way I'd gone out, and stepped into the cool, fresh night.The clove tasted so fine I think I got a tad hard. Just a few more hours and we'd be on our way out of London and I'd have her all to myself. The city lights and sounds were a comfort swirled with the scented smoke that wrapped around me like a cloak. As I stood there and indulged in another coffin nail. I wondered how I'd ever get off the smokes completely. I was really trying to limit my consumption, but I'd been at it for so long, I just didn't know how to let go completely. Addiction was a powerful component of the body and the spirit. And t
"I'm here," came a weak reply, but praise the angels, it was her!"Baby! Thank Christ..." I tried the knob again. "Let me in. We have to go!" The door latch clicked and I wasted no time wrenching open the final barrier between me and my girl. I would have torn it off and thrown it if I'd had the ability.She stood there looking pale, with her hand over her mouth, sweat dotting her forehead, in her beautiful periwinkle dress. The most gorgeous color in the whole bloody world right now! Maybe forever. I didn't think I would ever forget how I felt in this moment. The stark relief at finding her just about took me to my knees in thankfulness."What's going on with the fire alarm?" she asked. "Are you okay?" I wrapped my arms around her, but she pressed a hand to my chest to keep a distance. "I just threw up, Ethan. Don't get too close." She kept one hand over her mouth. "I don't know what's wrong with me. Thank the gods I remembered about this bathroom being so close by. I was in here ben
"I feel better," she panted. "Whatever that was tonight seems to have passed." She slowly straightened up and lifted her head up to the night sky. "Gawd!" "I'm so sorry, baby. You're ill and I'm dragging you on a road trip and everything's so royally fucked up " "But you're here with me," she blurted. "and you're going to help me through whatever that shit was on my phone, aren't you?" She stared at me, her eyes still wet, her chest still heaving from being sick in the bushes, and utterly amazing to me because of her bravery."I will, Brynne." I took the couple steps that separated us and drew her close. She folded into my arms and rested her cheek on my chest. "I'm going to be here every step of the way to keep you safe. I'm all in, remember?" She nodded. "I'm all in too. Ethan.""Good. It's gonna be okay, baby." I rubbed up and down her back and felt her relax a little."I do feel better... even if I smell like puke," she said. "Sorry about that.""That's good you feel better. And y
Ethan's eyes held on to me as he mastered my body, his grip firm on my hips, his thick flesh filling me up and moving inside me, his mouth all over me, his teeth on my skin.All of this from the man who had broken though the walls I'd built and captured me. They were demonstrations of touch and pleasure, a means of cementing the connection between us, of keeping me close to him. It was his way. He didn't need to worry, though.Ethan had me.Despite the whole mess tonight, he had me in his arms and underneath him, his commanding strength taking charge in the way it'd been from the beginning. Holding me safe. That night on the street when he'd coaxed me into his car and the later phone calls demanding I acknowledge him were just the start of my understanding of Ethan Blackstone. There was so much more to the man than I ever imagined back then.I wasn't going anywhere. I was in love with him."I want my cock in you all night long," he rasped, his blue eyes flashing against the moonlight
Somebody wanted me, despite all that had gone down in my past. Someone was willing to fight for me. I was important to another person. To Ethan I was. The power in that knowledge was life-changing.Ethan's particular brand of attention was intense and a lot to accept at first but it worked for me. Ethan worked for me. He could show me how much he wanted me, and for the first time I had some hope that we could really make this relationship work. The "let's go slow" part hadn't happened at all like we'd agreed when we first met. But if we had gone slowly, I very much doubt I'd be naked in bed with him at the Somerset coast, in an English manor fit for a king, which happened to be owned by his sister, and being fucked to the brink of an- other magnificent orgasm right now. A girl has to take things as they come.It took a bit for me to rouse myself after the second round of sheet-clawing sex, but I managed to wriggle out of his hold to head for the bathroom so I could clean up and prepar