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In the dark, in the middle of nowhere) night

In the silence, when there is no one by your side)

It fits perfectly between my legs. Ethan runs his fingers down the back of my dress and begins to undo the buttons from the bottom up.

Even as he cautiously opens the dress, his fingers touch the bare skin of my back, causing goosebumps that start at the nape of my neck and end at my belly.

I rotate my hips on his pants-covered cock, to cause friction between us both. Ethan moans against my lips, a deep, guttural moan that fuels my libido.

His mouth diverts its delicious attacks and heads towards my neck, leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to the cleavage of my breasts.

-"Ethan" I call pulling his hair. I want him inside me, his mouth roaming my skin, feeling him release himself inside me, hearing his moans.

I want anything I can get from this man.

As the buttons of my dress are undone, Ethan slides the straps off my shoulders, revealing my braless breasts.

He grins lewdly as he sees the perky areolas of my nipples and the rapid rise and fall of my chest. I want him more than I can say in words.

Without preamble, he captures my left breast in his mouth. His lips squeeze my nipple with just the right amount of pressure to make me convulse.

-"Ah... please," I beg. I arch my back to push my breast into his mouth. Ethan nibbles on my nipple and I cry out in surprise. A fine line between pleasure and pain.

He lifts my dress, bunching it up around my figure, and continues to torture my inner goddess with his mouth.

I see her rolling on a red carpet, seeking the climax of pleasure.

He takes my right leg, which is crossed over his torso, and places it on the counter. He repeats the process with my left leg. I couldn't be more... open.

My panties, wet with excitement, weigh down with his ministrations on my breast.

I close my eyes, and then I hear the sound of his pants being unzipped. He rubs his cock against my sex repeatedly, even with the barrier of my panties.

-"please... please" I beg breathlessly.

-"I want you frustrated" Ethan murmurs seriously against the sensitive skin that my breasts have become.

I open my eyes and tilt my head to find his face contradicting his words, he looks as needy of me as a thirsty person for water.

-"Why?" I ask, barely controlling the desire to feel him sliding through my sex until we reach the limit.

-"because I can" is his answer.

Ethan grabs the sides of my panties and rips them into shreds. God! I'm so spellbound that I don't notice the absurdity we're doing in the kitchen!

He balls up what's left of her panties in his hand and stuffs them into his pocket.

-"hands behind your back" Ethan orders. I place my hands behind my body and lean in. Now the term "open" seems more coherent.

He removes both of my slippers and places them next to me on the counter.

One of his hands travels up my leg and the other guides his member to my entrance. I hold my breath at the pleasant heat emanating from his body.

He positions himself at my entrance and slides his entire length inside me.

-"ah" gasp.

-"That's it. Feel me, baby." I hear his voice like a distant echo. I feel his penis throb inside my body, and all my cells pulse in sync.

I hug his waist with my legs, digging my heel into the muscles of his ass. Ethan pulls out of me, but only to thrust into me faster, eliciting a loud moan from my lips.

He holds my thighs and guides my body. His cock moves back and forth, sliding through my sex while his hand pulls and pushes my legs.

-"ah" he moans. I throw my head back and let him work his magic on my body. Raising the pleasure to climax, to immensity.

I'll be yours for a thousand lives

I'm free as a bird

When I'm flying in your cage

I'm diving in deep

And I'm riding with no brakes

And I'm bleeding in love

You're swimming in my veins

You got me now

(I'll be yours for a thousand lifetimes

I'm free as a bird

When I fly into your cage

I'm diving deep

And I'm riding with no brakes

And I'm bleeding with love

You're swimming in my veins

You got me now)

We lose ourselves in each other, in the feeling of union that making love brings us. When we are literally connected, we have the affirmation of life, more than affirmation, the confirmation that we love each other.

Ethan stops thrusting into me and rests his member still inside me. I squeeze him as encouragement to keep him going, but the bastard is teasing me.

A hint of a playful smile crosses his face. I give him an exaggerated pout.

-"Should I make you cum?" He asks, blatantly amused. I almost choke on his words, but I do my best to just give him a challenging look.

-"If you can," I murmur. He leans over my body, this way, my breasts touch his chest deliciously.

-"You're such a tease," he whispers before moving again. His movements are slow, unlike the beginning, now peaceful and loving.

My inner muscles tighten around his member. Ethan quickens his pace and penetrates me faster, determined to give me an orgasm.

I dig my fingernails into the marble when I lose strength in my legs, which soften like jelly.

-"Cum for me." His tone inspires me with order. At the sound of his voice, I release myself around his member. Ethan's warm liquid is also felt by me right after he cums.

-"I love you" he whispers in the climax of passion.

-"Me too. I love you too" I say repeating his act

-"Kate will come visit me today, okay?" I ask while he's still inside me.

He seals my lips and pulls his cock out of my body.

Christ, you couldn't be more inconvenient, Angelic!

-"The subject is inappropriate for the situation, but that's okay," he mutters amusedly.

It's good to know that he's in a better mood and not to spoil it, however, the subject he was talking about with the security guards seemed urgent to me and I want to be aware of it.

-"I have some work now, then we can take a shower together" He asks, more like a suggestion.

Right! It's now or never. He has to open up to me about anything.

-"I could accept your offer, Mr. Donneli. But we had an agreement and it has not yet been fulfilled on your part." I try not to sound amused, but sex has improved my mood on several levels.

-"You made your point, Mrs. Donneli," he mutters in defeat.

Ethan stares at the white ceiling and lets out a shuddering breath. I hate seeing him like this, it hurts me that I can't comfort his illness.

-"Welch, my head of security, discovered that his cell phone was being tracked by Elena," he murmurs.

I remain static, looking at him. Elena? But what could she have against me? Of all people!

-"Why?" Is the first coherent question that comes to mind.

He zips up his fly and adjusts the tie of his jacket, almost perfectly aligned. Taking a more respectful stance, I put on the straps of my dress and pull the fabric down to cover the nakedness of my intimacy. I leave the buttons of the dress open to be buttoned after this conversation.

-"I don't know for sure, but your BlackBerry is already free from tracking" Ethan says to reassure me.

So Elena wanted my location. Maybe for an ambush, I don't know! Damn, it's hard to think about that.

-"That's not all," I say, certain of what I'm talking about. Ethan frowns at me. I know when something is bothering him, and if the problem had already been solved, he wouldn't have worried sooner or increased security.

-"no, that's not all" He confesses.

I reach for his red tie and wrap it around his wrist. I pull on his tie, bringing his body and attention to me.

-"trust me to say it" I ask looking into his worried eyes. His well-sculpted face and gray eyes are focused on me, possibly seeking inspiration to speak.

-"I also found out that... well, Jack Hyde was her submissive three years ago."

What? What does that mean? He's with her to attack me? What the hell do they have against me?

Shit!

-"holy shit" I hiss. I let go of Ethan's tie, but he remains close to me. Seeing my despair, yes, despair, and I don't know a better word, Ethan closes my body with a hug.

-"hey, I'll protect you. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing's going to happen, it was just a false alarm" he whispers.

It's not like it changes anything, but being in your arms brings me peace that no other place could.

-"I love you and I will take care of the most precious thing in my life" Ethan says. I rest my head on his chest and let his words take effect on me.

Everything will be fine...

False alarm!

-"Is Jack with Elena?" I ask my biggest concern.

-"I don't know, but I'm not going to risk it. Not with you!"

-"Baby, could you stay home for a few days? I need to guarantee your safety one hundred percent," Ethan asks softly.

I hate staying home like a trophy wife, and he knows it. But better safe than sorry. Okay, a few days won't kill me.

-"A few days. I'm not a trophy wife," I mutter. Ethan smiles audibly.

-"I know it's not" he says and kisses the top of my head.

-"I'm going to work now" he says.

Ethan holds my shoulders and smiles reassuringly at me.

-"Will you be okay?" He asks.

-"Yes, I will" I answer smiling to convince him. Ethan puts a lock of my hair behind my ear.

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