Chapter 104
Chapter 104
Freya
I gasp, and Ethan takes that as a cue to keep on talking in his low and sexy voice. “Is it starting to sink in that I don’t care about the age thing? I read your file. I know that you’re turning 30, but I honestly wouldn’t give a damn if you were sixty.”
He sounds angry as he says it and I gulp, suddenly aware of the fact there are no escape routes. I’m boxed into the corner, our bodies hidden by a structural column that holds up the ceiling above us.
Ethan moves closer. “Is the age difference the only thing holding you back?”
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No, there are other things, like his wealth and the fact I don’t trust men after Clark betrayed me, but at the moment, it’s hard to talk. Ethan is looming above me, so close that I can smell his intoxicating cologne.
Suddenly, his hands fall to my waist. They are large enough to almost fully encircle it, and I let out a whimper when he lifts me up and puts me on the metal banister behind me. This corner much have been a staircase in the past. Now, only the metal is left and acting like my seat.
Ethan pulls.up my green dress, caressing my thighs. “Can you promise me you will forget about my age?
I don’t have it in me to tell him I can’t forget about it. I want him to keep touching me, so I breathe out, “Yes…”
“Good,” his fingers are trailing higher and I hold my breath when the digit of his thumb reaches my lace strings. A smirk curls his lips when he notices I’m on edge.
“Do you want me touching you, Freya?”
Since I’m afraid my voice won’t come out, I only nod.
Ethan’s smirk grows in response, and I feel his fingers slowly get rid of my strings. They fall to the floor, and I feel the wind between my legs. It’s then that it hits me how intimate this situation is. I can’t get down from the banister without Ethan’s help. I’m trapped, and he can do whatever he wants with me.
“Are you free tomorrow, Freya?” he whispers while carefully moving his fingers over my slit.
As embarrassing as it is, I get wet immediately. It’s been so long since I was touched, and I have to clamp down my teeth not to whimper as he teases my clit with his thumb.
“Freya?” He bends down to kiss my inner thigh, and I throw my head back, locking my eyes on the ceiling since looking down will only make me even hornier.
Ethan Steele is between my legs.
I’m not wearing underwear.
His mouth is on my skin.
I never want this night to end…
“Answer me, Freya…” He murmurs dangerously close to my sex, and I gasp when he pushes a finger inside of me. It feels so good that I instinctively clench around it.
Ethan groans. “If you’re this tight when I’m only using my finger my dick will destroy you…”
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I whimper, and Ethan picks up his pace, his finger torturing me by going at the exact right speed.
Ugh, I need it to stop before I…before I cum!
Another whimper leaves my mouth, but I’m fighting the orgasm wanting to come out. I’m keeping it at bay since I would be mortified to cum this fast. Shit, what am I doing? All I need to do is to answer him. This will stop if I do.
Say yes… You are still free tomorrow…
Ethan pushes two fingers inside of me, holding my body completely still on the banister with his large, muscular body. Fuck, the bastard is still taller than me even when I’m sitting up here, and he is watching me intently, searching my face as if trying to figure out exactly how I want it.
“Freya?” he whispers, sounding amused. “Aren’t you going to answer me?”
“I…I don’t want you to…”
“Stop?” he finishes for me, smiling. “Oh, I won’t stop, but the song is almost over, and then the lights will come back on. Anyone could figure out what’s happening here then, so you might want to…speed things along.”
Oh my god, he isn’t going to let me climax unless I answer him he is evil!
“Mr. Steele-”
“Ethan,” he patiently corrects.
I try to glare at him, but it’s hard to look scary when someone is massaging your clit and fucking you with their thick, long fingers. My breath catches in my throat.
“Ethan…”
His smile grows. “Yes, Freya?”
“I…”
He dives right in, pressing his tongue against my clit. It isn’t the tip of it, either. It is the middle of his tongue, so I can feel his tastebuds drag against my clit with every slow lick of his very wet and hungry tongue. It’s driving me crazy. I just want to cum and try to fuck his face, but Ethan is much stronger than me and holds my legs in place without effort–damn him!
I groan in agony, and Ethan kisses my clit. “Just tell me what I want to hear, Freya. The song is about to end, but if you don’t answer me, I will keep torturing you. I don’t care who sees my head between your legs.” His fingers are going in and out of me even faster, and something builds within me, something I can chase…or climb.
I close my eyes. “Yes…”
He licks my clit, and I have to suck in a deep breath to prevent myself from crying out.
Is his tongue pierced?
Oh my god, it must be! Self–control, Freya… don’t let him win…keep your cool…
“Yes to what?” Ethan asks calmly, and when I look down and see him worshipping my clit with his pierced tongue, I can’t hold back anymore.
explode and shudder–no–I’m fucking convulsing and clenching around his fingers like I’m desperate. My orgasm is so
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intense I’m certain I will suffer a migraine later. Even my legs fo like Jell–O, and it takes every bit of energy I have to not collapse against Ethan.
“Freya?”
Ethan looks up at me with expectant eyes, and I swallow thickly, my voice hoarse when I say, “I’m free tomorrow…”
“Excellent.”
He pulls out his fingers and lifts me into his arms. I wait for him to put me down on the floor, but he starts walking away from our corner with long strides.
My eyes flash up to his. “Wh–where are we going?”
“To clean you up.”
He walks into a private restroom, locks the door, and heads for the table I’m sure is meant for people with babies. It looks clean, though, and Ethan sets me down. I’m not wearing my strings–they got left behind, and I panic.
“I–I don’t want to leave them on the floor.”
Ethan spreads my legs to dab a tissue against my swollen sex that’s still pulsating. “Your strings?”
“Y–yes.
“Kwill have someone pick them up,” his eyes meet mine. “But since they are dirty, I’m afraid you will have to go for the rest of the night.” He finishes cleaning me and smiles. “There, think you’re ready to return to your party?” Even though I, for some fucked up reason, don’t want to leave him, I force myself to say, “Yes.”
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His eyes crinkle at the corners. “I will let you get back to your friends and keep celebrating your 30th birthday,” he says as he heads for the door, pausing when he realizes I’m still sitting on the table with my legs dangling in the air.
“Do the kitten need help getting down?”
“I’m not a kitten,” I mutter.
Ethan chuckles. “Of course not. You’re a fierce lioness, aren’t you?”
“Shut up.”
Ethan laughs softly and walks back over to me. Without warning, he scoops me up in his big arms. I try to ignore how good it feels to be held against his broad chest, how safe and protected I feel with a man so large taking care of me. But sadly, Ethan puts me down gently.
“There you go, my fierce lioness,” he teases. “Now, before you go back out there, put on a smile and try to have fun, okay? No pouts.”
Those are his last words before he leaves me, but even with him gone, I can’t move. I’m still hypnotized by his touch and thinking about what happened between us. Honestly, I wish our time together hadn’t ended so soon.
When I finally gather myself enough to return to the table, my friends are all smirking at me. They definitely know what happened, but much to my surprise–and disappointment, Ethan doesn’t touch me again that night.
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Not even when the girls and I hit the dancefloor Ethan refrains from sneaking up on me. He keeps his distance, and when I
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see him talking to another woman, my face heats up. Is he a player? Does he…satisfy other women on a daily basis? Am I just one of his many toys?
