ETHAN I lay her body on the bed before turning her over and positioning myself behind her. I placed a pillow under her hips to expose her even more to me. I bit my lip at the sight of her perky ass. Damn. It was much better than I had imagined. I bent over, burying my face between her legs. Licking her pussy. She moaned. Fuck, she was so wet. I sucked her clit before plunging my tongue inside her. "Oh, my God!" she moaned breathlessly. "So fucking hot," I growled against her skin, licking and biting one side of her ass. She squirmed. I held onto each side with one hand, pressing my fingers and squeezing, marking her skin. I needed to be inside her urgently. I gripped my cock, guiding it to her pussy. "I won't be gentle, so hold on tight," I said, sliding the tip against her clit before pressing inside. She moaned loudly as I entered, arching her back. "I can't handle it," she whimpered. "Shhhh." I leaned over her, placing my hands beside her body, going deeper. The way she sque
ELLIE At every step I took, the muscles between my legs complained, reminding me of last night. Hell. Weren't all the marks he left on my body enough? No low-cut tops for a while, Ellie. Something told me it had been intentional. The jerk wanted me to remember. "Ellie? I'm talking to you," Anna said, grabbing my arm, making me stop. We were leaving the lab to have lunch. "I'm sorry. What did you say?" "Is something wrong?" She analyzed me. "What are you hiding?" I hadn't decided yet whether I would tell her everything that had happened between Ethan and me. But I wouldn't be able to hide it for long. "Todd sent me flowers yesterday." Maybe if I told her one truth, she wouldn't notice. "He just doesn't give up. You're not thinking of forgiving him, are you?" "No!" I hadn't even had time to think about Todd in the past few hours. "I know it can be hard. After all, the guy is literally an Italian Adonis, but don't forget what you had to go through because of him." "Don't worry,
ELLIE Todd was still on my couch when I got up the next morning. I had already showered and dressed in my workout clothes when I stood in front of the couch. I nudged him, trying to wake him up. He grumbled and shifted, opening one eye. "El?" "You need to get up, I'm heading out," his eyes roamed over my body, assessing. Then he sat up and stretched. "Are you going to the gym?" he asked, yawning. "Yes." "Are you walking?" "Maybe, why?" "Can I join you?" "Aren't you hungover?" I crossed my arms over my chest, skeptical. "Nothing a shower won't fix." "I can't wait." "I promise it'll only take five minutes." "Move on without resentment, Ellie, don't forget," I sighed. "Then hurry up." On the way to the gym, I managed to have enough conversation with Todd to find out that he had returned to the country because he became responsible for exporting wines from his family's winery
ELLIE "Don't you dare speak to me like that!" I growled. He closed his eyes and bit his lower lip hard before roughly grabbing my hips and spinning our bodies, pushing me against the door, my back slamming against it. Pressing his body against mine, he crushed my breasts with his massive chest, making me feel how hard he was against my stomach. He lifted my arms, pinning my hands above my head. "Say you didn't fuck with him, damn it," he demanded through clenched teeth. "Fuck you, you son of a bitch!" I responded, trying to free myself. "Say it!" he snarled, using one hand to grip my chin. "Do you think I'm a whore?" "Is that a 'no'?" "Screw you!" I wanted to kick him in the balls. "Great. That's all I needed to know," he said before lifting my black top with one hand, exposing my bare breasts, and releasing more adrenaline throughout my body. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked, breathless, as he stared at my breasts with a slight smile of satisfaction. He ran a finger ov
ELLIE It was a woman's voice. I was frightened, and panicking. God! I had completely forgotten that we were in the restroom of a restaurant. Shit. Morgan had invaded a women's restroom. Looking at me, he shook his head and placed his finger on my lips, silently telling me to stay quiet before kissing me. Slowly, he entered me again. We didn't know if the person behind the door had left, but Ethan continued to move slowly. Entering and withdrawing from me deliciously. He only stopped to step away from the door and lean me against the cold marble of one of the sinks in the bathroom. The sensation of the cold surface against my back and butt made my body shiver. Pleasure was once again dominating my body, with Ethan sensually moving his hips between my legs and kissing my neck, when my cell phone started ringing in my bag next to us. Shit. Who could be calling me? He pulled his face away from my neck and stared at me. "No," he said, realizing that I was staring at my bag. "I
ETHAN"Will?" She cleared her throat before approaching. "Hi! What are you doing here?" she said, trying to pretend to be natural. Too late Brown. Will stared at me again."Was it her?" he asked incredulously. I sighed. Since when did I have to explain my sex life to my friends?"She what?" Ellie asked."I'm not stupid, El. I know what you two were doing in there," Will said, and I saw her grow even paler, probably panicking. Her gaze turned to me, seeking some help."That's none of your business, Will. We're adults, and we can handle it," I finally said. Miss Brown seemed even more irritated. What did she expect? That I would try to lie? Will wasn't stupid."Don't worry, Will. It was a mistake. It won't happen again. I have to go," she said, not even looking at me, before turning her back and leaving."Damn it, Morgan! Did it have to be her?""That's none of your business, Will. It's between me and her. Don't meddle.""You're completely wrong. She's my family.""Don't worry, it's not
ETHANAfter staying an extra hour at the office after everyone had left, I was getting ready to leave. It was a little past seven when Bennett's name appeared on my cellphone screen. I took a deep breath, hesitating before sliding my finger on the green button."What do you want?""We're waiting for you. Don't tell me you're still at work.""We? Does that mean you and Will?""And Jack.""Let me guess... Is he going to kick my ass too?" There was silence on the line for a few seconds before I heard Will's voice."If you don't arrive in twenty minutes, we'll come and get you, Morgan," he said before hanging up. Great. Will was still pissed off at me.Shit. Who knew that spending one night with a woman and then having a quickie in the bathroom would be enough to make all my friends want my head? To make matters worse, I still desired her, even though right now I just wanted to put my hands and mouth on her and vent a
ELLIEI ran out of the restaurant leaving Will and Ethan behind. Luckily for me, Todd was no longer waiting for me. Keeping him waiting had been very stupid of me. And to think that I had made him wait to have sex with Ethan in the bathroom made me feel ten times worse.Damn it, Ellie! Did you lose your mind? It was supposed to be just once. Having sex with him in a restaurant bathroom wasn't part of the plan. I wanted to regret it. I really did. But hell, it had been so good. One of the most exciting experiences of my life. It was too late to dwell on regret. Morgan could make me lose my mind, but the fact that I wanted too didn't help.Having done that made things more complicated between us. I could deal with having spent a single night with him, but letting it happen again was a mistake, and it opened up room to think he was interested. Especially because he kept asking those questions about Todd, demanding to know if I would go back to him. Did he care? It made no sense. But the
ELLIE How I wished to say yes. His lips seemed so inviting, so close, almost irresistible. All I wanted was to lean in and kiss him while pulling his hair. And then, to rip off his clothes and feel the warmth and weight of his body on mine. But everything between us was undefined, and sex would only further complicate things. We needed to talk before anything else. "We... we need to talk first," I managed to say. He nodded, his lips curving into a weak smile, a failed attempt to hide his frustration. "Okay, let's do it on your terms," he said, stepping back, allowing me to breathe. "Dinner then?" "How about a run in the park tomorrow morning?" "A run?" "Unless December's cold is too much for a beach girl like you," he teased. "I know what you're trying to do." "What?" he asked, trying to contain a smile. "You're making it a challenge because you know that's how I operate." "So... 7 o'clock?" "You also know I hate waking up early." "Think of it as an attempt to do things
Lisa pinched my arm, and tilted her head towards the tall, muscular guy who had just walked into the bar. “You didn’t go out with Mitchel yesterday? You’re fast.” I arched an eyebrow, teasing. “Five minutes, that’s what I have to say in my defense.” She laughed and I joined her. We were getting drunk in some bar in Manhattan, celebrating the end of classes. Earlier, we took the last test, which will select one of the students in my class, to occupy a position in one of the largest companies in the country, Ryan Enterprises. It is the first time that Ryan offers a program in partnership with our University. Although Columbia has partnered with several other major companies in the market, the position at Ryan offers the opportunity to work directly with the CEO. This would be incredible, not only for the possibility of using this experience to assemble the final work, which we would have to present, but also because I couldn’t imagine a better way to start a career. For me, it repres
"No. Please, let me go," I begged. "You know you're not supposed to be here. Now come on." With ease, he lifted me and put me over his shoulder. I had to use all my strength not to scream or fight. I tried to decide whether to try to escape before he took me to the others. Maybe I'd have a chance against one of them, but certainly not against four. Damn it. He was too big. A confrontation would probably kill me. I shouldn't have come here. Was this the end for me? What would they do to me? As he approached the house, drawing the attention of the three men on the porch, I realized that my only option to try to survive was not to resist and try not to provoke them, hiding any emotion. But I doubted that anything would be left of me when they were done. One of the men, with long black hair, howled with excitement, coming towards us. "What do we have here? Looks like Lyall found something for us," he said with a big smile, while the other two seemed curious. All three were as big as th
ELLIE You know that phase in life where it seems like all your friends are happy and have achieved everything there is to achieve? That was the phase I was going through. It seemed like all my friends had achieved professional success, found the perfect partner, and were getting married or planning to have children. And I was the outlier in this story. At twenty-seven, I'm starting to feel like I'm stuck, even though I'm happy with my work as a scientist and researcher and extremely happy for my friends, I couldn't help feeling unhappy with my love life. It was hard not to feel a little jealous of each couple's story in my large group of friends. Bennett or simply Ben, and Zoe, two cretins who fell in love before they could kill each other, I don't know how they were still alive, maybe because they took out all their anger on each other in sex. Anna, my best friend, and William or Will, former jerk and tattooed nerd, the most handsome and hottest I had ever met. I was still trying
My heart was pounding in my chest, adrenaline coursing through my body as I closed the door behind me. Two minutes. I quickly decided that the best course of action was to use this time to run as fast as I could and try to gain some initial advantage. A second later, I was already entering the dark forest, forcing my legs to move as quickly as I could. Tall trees rose against the night sky, their branches intertwining like giant fingers reaching towards the heavens, forming a high and impenetrable canopy that blocked out the light, causing almost complete darkness. The faint light of the moon cast deep and eerie shadows on the tree roots and surrounding bushes. My senses sharpened, adapting to the environment as I pressed on. The night air was cool and damp, filled with the scent of leaves and wet earth. The sounds of nature echoed around me, composing a chilling melody. I could distinguish the sound of animals moving and the wind rustling and creaking the branches. I tried to focus
I tried to formulate a response, feeling a mixture of apprehension and excitement running through my body, but the words seemed to have vanished from my mind. Lyall's provocation awakened the desire that I had been trying to deny and suppress since our first encounter. Not just because I had just met him, but because I should focus on what was important. I knew it was a bad idea to get involved with any of them."I..." I cleared my throat, trying to clear my mind. Staring at his bare chest didn't help. "Good evening, Lyall," I said, circling him and opening the door, escaping down the hallway with my heart racing.I entered my room, closing the door behind me. I took a deep breath. I couldn't allow the attraction to Lyall to divert me from my objective. Any involvement, even if only physical, could complicate things. However, I couldn't deny that his presence affected me.There's no room for distractions, Morana. Stay on guard, and keep your focus. I stared at the doorknob for a few s
After a long and exhausting trip back that lasted most of the night, I finally arrived home. It was already dawn, and the silence in the house was broken only by the sound of the wind blowing the leaves of the trees around the property. I entered the house and found Verena still awake on the garden balcony. As I approached, the cold air enveloped me."What happened? I thought you wouldn't come back." She was surprised to see me."It's cold, let's go inside, and then I'll tell you." We settled on the living room sofa, and then I told her everything that had happened and how I had been rejected."I'm sorry, Mor. I didn't want you to go through this." She said, seeming guilty, before finally breaking down in tears. "I'm sorry. I know what I did was horrible, but I was desperate.""It's okay." I approached her to hug her. "It's okay. It's not your fault. I understand. You love him." I tried to comfort her."I'm so sorry." She sniffled. "But this is good, right? They don't deserve you, and
ETHAN Hearing her say that made any remaining shreds of control I had vanish. Damn. After all the hell I'd been through in the last few months, and how much I feared I might never have her again, hearing the need and urgency in her voice unleashed a whirlwind of emotions. Something broke. The fear finally fell away. As I rose, I effortlessly tore off her little red panties and grabbed her ass, pulling her off the counter. I could hardly think. That damn red lingerie was driving me insane. In haste, she yanked the apron strap over my head and somehow managed to unfasten it at my back, letting it fall to the floor. Reaching between our bodies, she grabbed my cock. My body quivered with pleasure in response. "Fuck," I growled. She began to move her fingers around me, and I knew that after all this time, I could come just from that. But she needed me. And despite having dreamed of this moment many times over the past months and days, I knew it would be hard to resist and not finish a
ELLIE I was left speechless as a wave of heat spread through my core, rising to the surface, making my skin tingle. Damn. He looked like he'd stepped out of some erotic Christmas fantasy. Maybe a dream. Okay, maybe one of my dreams. My eyes moved down below his waistline again, trying to discern if he was truly completely naked under the apron. I bit my lip. "Happy Christmas," he whispered with a shy, sexy smile, pulling my attention back to his face. His brown eyes gleamed with a wild and sensual fire. A few strands of dark blonde hair were falling onto his forehead, held in place by the chef's hat. His broad, defined shoulders and chest were on display. I blinked a few times, swallowing the saliva that had gathered in my mouth. Sexy as hell. "Do you need an invitation... or would you prefer I toss you over my shoulder and carry you inside?" he asked, arching an eyebrow and crossing his muscular arms over his chest, reminding me of the night I'd knocked on his door, and he threa