ELLIEAlthough I offered Ethan the guest room, he preferred to stay at a hotel. That's where I left him before coming home; the place wasn't too far away.Apparently, the only thing Ethan brought with him, besides himself, was his wallet. So he said he needed to buy some things. Maybe, apart from being a jerk, he was also a bit crazy. Well, with that body, I could overlook a few minor details.My parents were in the kitchen, laughing about something. As always, they seemed happier than ever. I stopped at the door and watched the two of them, feeling my heart warm at the sight.Jane and Matthew Brown used to say that I had been the miracle in their lives, as my mother could never conceive, but the truth is, they were my miracle. And just looking at them was enough to make me want to cry. I couldn't be more grateful, and maybe that's why I never cared to know who my biological parents were. It didn't seem to matter in the face of all the love these two had given me. I was so lucky. I co
ELLIEHe leaned over me, supporting an arm beside my face."No," I warned."What? Is the golden girl afraid of getting caught by her parents?" His fingers slid along the inside of my thigh, dangerously close to my panties, making my skin pulse with desire. "What would they say if they saw me fucking you right here?""No chance," I gasped, feeling my sanity about to disappear."I want to lift that dress and fuck you hard from behind."Oh my God."Not here. I don't want my father to have a heart attack because of me.""From what I remember, you didn't hesitate as much the last time we did something like that.""Let's go to my room." I pushed his hand away from my legs.Well, maybe my room was a bit ridiculous, and I didn't want to give him more reasons to mock me."Do you know... the guest room seems more appropriate." He raised an eyebrow, confused."Why?""It doesn't matter.""Ellie."I sighed."It's a teenager's room, okay? I don't need to give you more reasons to tease me. My parent
ELLIEPushing me slowly, he made me sit on the bed while still trying to calm my breathing.I watched him kick off his shoes and remove his shirt. Was he planning to do it now? Come, on my breasts? Oh, heavens! I blinked, still stunned. Why did I want to see that so badly?"Is there something you want?" He asked, standing in front of me, holding my chin."I thought it was obvious," I gasped. He smiled perversely."I mean any fantasies of the golden girl.""What do you mean?""Are you telling me you didn't have any teenage fantasies?""I..."Surely teenage Ellie never imagined she would have a man like Ethan."Don't let it get to your head, but this," I leaned in, touching his abdomen, tracing the path with my fingers between the muscles down one side of the V, stopping at the waistband of his pants. "God... Yes! This is much better than any fantasy."I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, hooking my fingers on the waistband and pulling down along his muscular thighs.I admired the sight
One Month LaterELLIEA week-long business trip to London. It was the longest time we had been apart since being together. And it was enough to drive me crazy, and I could bet Ethan was feeling the same.For me, it felt like a whole month had passed. Our steamy text exchanges couldn't compare to feeling his touch.After a tiring Friday, with Anna complaining about my bad mood, all I wanted was to feel Ethan's hands on me. And other parts of his body too. So, as planned, after work, I drove to his apartment to wait for him.My initial plan was to take a long shower and wear some beautiful lingerie, but I had an earlier idea and ended up bringing something from the lab with me.When I finished showering, I put on my white lab coat and black stiletto heels and faced my reflection in the mirror. I found it somewhat funny not to wear anything underneath, but I could bet Ethan would appreciate it. I was eager to see his reaction.I was sitting on the couch, distracted by Anna on the phone,
One month later ETHAN What the fuck? What the hell was she doing with that jerk? My blood boiled, and anger bubbled inside me. Was she smiling? I watched them both enter the building. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car, feeling jealousy consume me. She had to be kidding. I had lost count of how many times we had argued about this in the last month. How could she think I would accept her living next to him? Was that what she did while I was working in London? She went out with that damn ex? I crossed the street, entering the building. Shit. This couldn't be happening again. I took the elevator, and when the doors opened, she was still opening the door to her apartment; the jerk was no longer in sight. Judging by her clothes, she must have been returning from the gym. And she didn't come back alone, apparently. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. I approached without her noticing; my eyes were resting on her behind. One week in London, and I was already miss
ELLIE The conversation continued normally around the table as we had dinner, just as Ethan continued to ignore me. I did the same, lacking the energy to deal with our confusion. I was tired and inwardly frustrated and irritated. The men were talking about work, and I was about to leave when I thought I heard Bennett mention that Ethan had said he could take care of the business in London. This meant he would have to spend more time there. He hadn't told me anything about it. Was he thinking of moving back there? I stared at him instantly. He was already looking at me. He had told me they had a problem with the manager of the London branch, and that's why he was going there frequently, but that was it until now. I waited for an explanation as we stared at each other, but he remained silent as the tension between us grew. Was that it? He wasn't going to say anything? If I didn't even deserve an explanation, then all of this was a waste of time. I stood up, grabbing my bag. "Good n
ELLIE Ethan carried me to the couch as I recovered. I tried to calm my breathing while he undressed. I appreciated the sight of his body completely naked. His muscular legs and defined abdomen always left me impressed. Leaning over me on the sofa, he undressed my skirt and panties, sliding them down my legs. My reason was partially back, and I wondered what we were doing. We should talk, not have sex. But Ethan didn't seem interested in talking at the moment. He was focused on taking off my blouse and bra. When he succeeded, he turned my body, placing me face down. "Get on all fours," he ordered. I complied, letting myself be carried away by the moment; after all, he had already made me orgasm. We could talk later. "Hands behind your back," he demanded. Despite the excitement, he was already irritating me, but I still obeyed, placing my arms behind my back. Grasping my wrists, he held them together with one hand. Positioning his cock at my entrance, he plunged in again, making
ETHAN We had just finished a five-kilometer run in the park. Will bent down to tie his shoelace. "Don't forget, eight o'clock at Bennett's place," he said, standing up. Bennett and I exchanged glances. He was hiding something from us. He seemed strangely excited this morning. "I'm not sure I can make it," I said, remembering that Ellie would be there. "What's going on? Did you guys have a fight? You know you don't have to go back to London just because of work. We can figure something out. Find someone else," Will said. "It's not just about that, but it doesn't matter. I won't run away from my responsibilities." "Sorry, I didn't mean to..." Bennett started to apologize. "It's okay, maybe it's for the best," I interrupted. The two of them exchanged confused looks. I wasn't willing to go back to rock bottom once again, giving my all to someone who wasn't willing to do the same. "Anyway, you better show up, or you'll regret it," Will said, with a huge smile. What was going on w
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