All Chapters of Perfect Player: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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

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

ELLIE After hiding Ethan's computer, I went downstairs to meet up with my friends. Will decided to cook dinner. I wondered if I should be concerned because everyone seemed a bit high. I sat on one of the chairs at the end of the kitchen counter. Everyone seemed engaged in some conversation while drinking wine. Rosie showed up a minute later, sitting next to me. "Hey!" she said, smiling at me and squinting her big green eyes. "Hey! Do you think it's safe to let Will cook?" She laughed beside me, tucking a strand of her dark blonde hair behind her ear. "I'm listening, El," Will said, turning to us. "Try not to hurt yourself; don't forget I still need your DNA." "Alright. Should I have understood that?" Rosie asked, confused. "No. It's something between us. I'm trying to convince Will and Anna to donate some of his DNA to me to try cloning him in a lab." "Oh, of course, because you're a scientist," she laughed. "And also because Will is the best catch I know: nerdy, handsome, an

ELLIE I should be angry with him for calling me that, and I knew he only did it because of the handsome British guy next to me. But the way he was looking at me made all my desire to yell at him disappear. "Shall we sit at a table?" he asked, pulling me out of my trance. I blinked a few times. "I…" I turned my face, remembering the stranger sitting next to me. He was watching us. "I already ordered something. Actually... this gentleman beside me chose a wine for me. A Pinot Noir?" "Richebourg," Edward added. "I admit, you have good taste," Mr. Morgan said, his tone making it clear that he wasn't only talking about the wine. At that moment, the bartender approached with my glass. "Thank you, you can bring the bottle to our table," Ethan said, taking my glass. "Of course, sir," the bartender said before turning away. Then Ethan offered me his hand. Behind all the pretended charm, he was being a big, arrogant jerk. "Excuse me and thank you," I said to Edward before taking Ethan's h

ELLIE Even after our breaths returned to normal, we stayed in the same position. His body remained warm against my back, and he was still inside me. I tried to avoid the thought that it could stay like this forever, but I couldn't. It scared me, but I pushed the feeling away. His fingers brushed away some strands of hair that were falling on my face before he finally pulled out of me. Settling on the bed, he simply pulled me closer to his body. I rested my head on his chest. I could feel his heart beating rapidly against his rib cage. I took deep breaths, several times until I calmed down and managed to push away the strange feeling of anguish. "You're forgiven for being an idiot," I finally said, feeling more relaxed. I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was smiling. "That was easier than I thought. But I still plan on apologizing for the rest of the night." I laughed. Mr. Morgan was insatiable, for better or worse. I opened my mouth to ask something but gave up. Silence settl