Not For Sharing (Romance with Sizzle)

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me. I could never lie to
him either when he looked me in the face so sweetly. The second’s pause seems
to last for hours as Ethan waits for reassurance, his vulnerable eyes yearning
for me to erase his doubt. When he recognises that I’m struggling, he jumps in
to rescue me, like a brother heroically taking the blame for his little sister crayoning
over the walls.
    “But then I realised
how ridiculous that was because you called out my name this morning to wake me
up.” He smiles at me, looking more than satisfied with his own explanation for
my actions, but I know he suspects something. He knows I know too.
    I battle to
suppress a sigh of relief. Ethan’s swift settlement of what could have been a
very awkward exchange just endears me to him more, if that was possible. His
hands reach out to fondle my pliant breasts and he simply stares up at me, as
if trying to uncover the secrets in my mind. Then he pulls me forward to lie down
on his chest. My nipples tingle in arousal as they are squeezed hard against
the warm skin of his defined torso.
    He presses
his mouth against my left ear and inhales deeply. “You do know I live for you
don’t you? You’re the beat in my heart, the breath in my lungs and the blood in
my veins,” he whispers as he caress’s my back. His words wash over me like a
warm ocean wave and I’m revelling in the renewed attention, so I respond with light-hearted
impudence.
    “Well that’s
nice dear…but I’m not sure you’ve declared your desire for me.” I didn’t intend
to sound quite like Scarlett O’Hara though.
    “Well, if I
told you that just the mention of your name makes me hard and want to be inside
you, would that satisfy madam?”
    “ Pru ,”
I murmur provokingly, in a wish to test his theory.
    “ Shit ,
you’ve asked for it now Pru,” he growls, sitting up and pushing me backwards
across the bed. “Oh Jeez, now I’ve done it too.”
    I begin to
belly-laugh as Ethan switches into his sorely-missed comedic side. He grabs
hold of his stiffening erection and writhes around, handling it like a wild
animal. “You’ve unleashed the beast Pru…and he wants your scent,” he warns with
an ardent stare and I find it the most delicious turn-on.
    He nestles himself
on top of me and allows the beast to playfully torment my nagging groin, taking
my breath away. “How about we try some role-play later? I still have the
uniform back at home. We could be two strangers having a one night stand, a
pilot and stewardess perhaps?” he suggests.
    “Yeh, strangers,
let’s pretend,” I reply with a slight unease as I recognise the irony of my
words.
    I have a
feeling that my vibrating toys won’t be getting a look-in for a while. My new
toy is the real deal, all man and no batteries required.
    Ethan
suddenly becomes contemplative as his eyes scan my entire face and then he
kisses me brutishly, nipping hard at my lips, almost to the point of leaving
teeth marks. Is he subconsciously chastising me I wonder?
    “I’m taking you home and I’m
going to fuck you all day.”
    “What happened to making love?” I
ask, purely just to hear him command me again.
    “ No . It’s not up for debate.
We’re fucking. End of. And if you promise to stay in bed, I’ll even serve you
Sunday breakfast.”
    “There’s no rush, it’s Sunday all
day sweetie,” I whisper into his ear as I wriggle free from his body weight and
disappear under the sheets.
    “Where are you going?”
    “Down-under
of course,” I reply in a muffled giggle and my best Aussie accent.
    I spend the
day floating on cloud nine.
    Maybe my one-night-stand will be the
best thing that never happened to me.

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