ELLIE I was the last one to board; the boarding agent almost stopped me, informing me that the final call had been made ten minutes ago. I had to plead with them to let me on the plane, and I might have even been forced to invent a lie, saying that my grandfather was very ill and that this might be my only chance to see him alive. Breathless, I carried my carry-on luggage, searching for my seat. I encountered some familiar faces as I walked down the first-class aisle. Anna waved at me, seated next to Will. I also saw Zara and Jack a little further ahead. When I found my seat, my entire body froze, and I felt my irritation explode. No. No. This can't be. "This must be a joke," I grumbled, catching his attention, trying to ignore how delicious he looked, casually dressed in dark blue jeans and a white shirt with the top buttons undone and that damn rebellious hair, so damn sexy. His eyes moved from the papers in his hand to my face. He seemed only slightly surprised before returning
ELLIE Bastard! I felt my cheeks grow warm, so I turned my face to the other side. I settled into my seat, determined not to utter another word to him until the end of the flight. How could I be attracted to someone like him? So arrogant and ? That was the problem with guys with huge dicks, they felt like they owned the world. My theory was that since they had big dicks, they acted more arrogantly and confidently, and confident men tended to attract me more. So, big dick usually meant arrogant asshole, like Mr. Morgan." Somehow, I managed to survive the flight, and surprisingly, I didn't speak or curse at Mr. Morgan for the rest of the time. Although I sometimes felt his gaze on me or that he wanted to say something to me, he didn't, assuming a surprisingly austere attitude for the rest of the trip. I noticed him distancing himself even more since we disembarked. After a few more hours of driving, we arrived at the country house Zoe had rented in the Burgundy region, near the city o
ELLIE The plan for our first afternoon was to take a full tour of the nearest winery, but before that, we were going to have lunch at the restaurant. Mr. Morgan and I were assigned a room on the second floor, and he followed closely behind me with his things, even offering to help with mine. I told him he didn't need to pretend to be a gentleman. The room's decor was simple, with not much besides the bed, a few old wooden furnishings, a fireplace, and curtains adorning the French windows. We both placed our suitcases on the bed. I didn't feel entirely comfortable rummaging through my suitcase in his presence. His eyes moved to me, catching me staring. "Any problem?" He raised an eyebrow. I shook my head. A smile appeared on his face when he noticed my hesitation. "What are you trying to hide?" "Nothing." "Although I highly doubt that, even if you have a twenty-centimeter pink vibrator in your suitcase, I still wouldn't be surprised, Brown. Or maybe I should be surprised, conside
ELLIEThe music was slow, and I had no idea what I was doing, but I let the blond lead me. He placed both hands on my waist, automatically making me place mine on his shoulders before we started moving slowly."Are you American?" He asked in my language, with a strong French accent, relieving me because I knew no more than five words in French."I'm glad you speak my language," I smiled. "I thought we'd have to use Google Translate or something. Yes, I'm American.""And what brought you to France?" He asked with a smile, genuinely curious."I'm on a vacation trip with my friends. I just realized I don't know your name yet.""Valentin, a pleasure, miss?""Ellie.""It's a pleasure, Ellie.""The pleasure is mine. And I apologize if I end up stepping on your foot, dancing is not my strong suit, especially after drinking so much wine.""If I can keep looking at your face, I won't complain, I promise," he said, making me smile.After a few minutes of conversation, I noticed that besides bei
ELLIEOutside, I dragged him to the side of the property. Leaning against the stone wall, I began to unzip his pants."No," he said, taking hold of my hands. "We can't do this." Was he rejecting me? It made no sense."God! You don't know what you want," I said, trying to escape the prison I had put myself in between his body and the wall, but he held me in place. "Let me go." His hands reached for my face."Oh, Ellie... you have no idea how much I want this," he said, his eyes fixed on mine, looking tormented. "But as much as I desire you in an almost insane way, I can't do this with you drunk, because you'll regret it tomorrow.""I appreciate your concern, but I know exactly what I'm doing. So stop acting like you haven't had as much or more to drink than I have."Okay, part of that was a lie. I didn't know what I was doing or how I would deal with it afterward, and maybe the alcohol was indeed making me throw caution to the wind. But what I did know was that I wanted this.He stared
ELLIEI woke up with an arm around my waist and a warm body against my back. It wasn't just a dream; he was actually in my bed. I shifted slightly, and he moved, making me feel something hot and hard against my ass.That was enough to awaken desire between my legs. God! What were we doing? What was I doing? Panic surged through me for a few seconds.Breathe, Ellie. It's okay. You can handle this without freaking out. Or maybe not, since I couldn't resist on the first day of the trip. But how could I? The man beside me was temptation personified.Alright, first I needed to get up without waking him. I couldn't think straight with his huge cock pressing against my ass. I slowly removed his arm from my waist and slid out of bed. He stirred a bit, turning his chest upward.I tried to make as little noise as possible, treading lightly on the wooden floor, going to the bathroom. I stood in front of the sink mirror. Oh, god! My hair was a mess.It was probably the result of the way Ethan had
ETHANI closed the door behind me. Miss Brown was still asleep, and I had to make an extra effort to stop watching her and get up. I was tempted to wake her up for another round, but I had to go down to the damn couch because, for some reason, she cared that our friends knew about us.Not that I didn't understand her. We didn't need Zoe trying to interfere. And I certainly didn't need Will wanting to kick my ass.My body froze as I turned towards the hallway; my brother was standing at the top of the stairs, staring at me with crossed arms and his usual disapproving look.Shit. Why didn't I check the damn hallway? I approached him before anyone else decided to come out of the room in the middle of the night."Don't say anything," I said before starting to descend the steps. He followed me. Of course, it wouldn't be so easy to get rid of him.In the living room, I sat on one of the dark brown leather sofas. Bennett sat on the arm of the other one in front of me."What are you doing?" h
ETHANWhen we returned to the house, everyone had already had breakfast and was getting ready to go to the next winery we were going to visit. I wasn't in the mood for another outing, so I decided to stay, hoping to find an internet signal to check some work emails. Maybe I could get ahead on a few things. I didn't like thinking about all the backlog that would be waiting for me when I returned.Some time later, everyone had left, leaving me alone. After taking a shower and having coffee, I grabbed my laptop and settled into a small room on the second floor of the house, where there were two dark blue sofas in the center.A few hours later, I was focused on answering my emails when the door was opened, surprising me. Miss Brown turned to me after I thought I had heard the sound of the door being locked.Was she barefoot? Leaning against the door, she gave me a good view of her body. She was wearing a white summer dress with a pattern of small pink flowers and puffy sleeves. The dress