Chapter Four

OLIVIA

I woke up slowly, to the feel of sunlight on my face, and a shiver along my spine. It was still silent in the early morning hours, and life seemed so far away that I just couldn’t bring myself to move. Instead I laid there, burying my face in the pillow, and allowing the weight of sleep to slowly crawl off me.

It took me a moment to realize that Ethan was still asleep beside me. His arm was around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest, and the shiver along my spine was from his breath.

I didn’t move at first, so I wouldn’t wake him up. The pressure of his arm on my waist, the warmth of his bare chest, and the way his beard tickled my neck, everything felt so perfect.

I could have stayed there forever. With Ethan by my side, I had no reason to move. All I wanted was him, and knowing that he wanted me too. I could feel just how much he wanted me already, the constant pressure on my thigh reminding me of that ridiculous phenomenon that every man woke up with. I wondered if it was because he was holding me, or if it was just natural.

To answer my question, Ethan leaned forward and nuzzled his nose into my neck, and I laughed as soon as his lips brushed my bare skin. His grip tightened, and a groan slipped from deep in his throat. I loved the way his chest rumbled, and I glanced over my shoulder at him.

“How long have you been awake?” I asked.

“A while,” he replied, smiling like a puppy.

“And you decided to stay in bed?” I asked. “Don’t you have to get to work?”

“I’m the CEO, Liv,” he said. “If I decide to stay home all day and make love to my wife, who’s going to stop me?”

I was about to make fun of him when his hand moved down to my thigh, and I shivered. Tendrils of pleasure crawled up my skin as he dragged his fingers slowly across my bare thigh, causing goosebumps to sprout wherever his fingers were. He continued to nuzzle into my neck, and I pressed back into him, lost in the pleasure that wrapped around me. He felt so strong, and so hard that I just wanted to sink into the mattress and let him do whatever he wanted.

“Mm,” he moaned, his hands moving to my inner thigh. “Remind me again how I ended up with such an amazing woman in my bed.”

“You won the lottery,” I said, giggling from the sensation. The steady pressure of his hand was pushing my legs apart, and I was already getting wet. When his fingers found my lips, I gasped from the shock. Even after all this time, my body still reacted to him the same way. One touch from him, one slow and careful flicker of his fingers against my body, and I melted into a puddle of desire and electricity.

“What’s this?” he whispered against my ear, his breath tickling my skin. “Seems like you were already having dirty thoughts, my darling wife. On a Thursday morning?”

“Ethan,” I gasped, my arm wrapping around his head and pulling him closer to me. His fingers were still teasing my opening, the tip of his finger caressing without entering. It felt so fucking good, and I couldn’t stop moaning as he continued to torture me, teasing and touching without crossing the boundary I so desperately wanted him to cross. I wanted him inside me. I wanted his lips on every inch of my body, and I wanted to wrap my arms around him and lose myself, the wave of love and desire sweeping me off my feet.

“Do you like this?” he asked, and I knew he said it merely to draw a reaction from me, to further cause me to spiral while he sat back and enjoyed my insanity.

“Ethan…”

“Say it,” he whispered. “Tell me how much you enjoy it. I want to hear it.”

“Eth…”

His fingers suddenly froze over my clit, and the stop was so abrupt that I felt like I’d been hit by a truck. I turned around to face him, breathing heavily with my lips parted. His golden eyes stared back at me, but he propped himself up on one elbow, his fingers still pushing gently against my clit.

“I’m not going any further until you tell me how badly you want this,” he said.

“Are you just trying to torture me?” I asked. “Seriously?”

“Feed my ego, Liv,” he said with a smirk. “I need to know that I can still excite my wife.”

“Ethan, can you not feel how wet I am?”

“Oh,” he said. “I didn’t even notice.”

I wanted to hit him. Or bite his neck. I wanted to knock some sense into him, but I was so turned on that I couldn’t think properly. Not when his fingers were still touching me, even if he refused to move.

“Ethan…”

“Say it,” he demanded.

“I want you,” I breathed. “Ethan, make love to me.”

His chest rumbled as he leaned close, and I sank into the mattress as he towered over me and leaned in close, his face mere inches from mine while he put his hands under my shorts and slid his middle finger inside me.

The sensation of being penetrated by him was maddening. I arched my head back and moaned as his finger curved inside me, and he slowly began to move while applying more pressure each time. I closed my eyes and let the pleasure wash over me, let his hands and lips drive me to the brink of insanity, and feel the weight of him on top of me. This was pure bliss, and I loved him for it. I loved him so much that it felt suffocating, and I couldn’t breathe. There was a pressure deep inside me, rising steadily like a storm, and Ethan kept going until I felt the storm roaring through every inch of my body, and I was lost in the noise.

“Fuck,” he groaned, pressing his lips to my ear and kissing the side of my face. “You’re so beautiful, Liv.”

I responded by reaching down and wrapping my fingers around his cock. Even through his pants, I could feel how hot and hard he was, and when I slipped my hand under his waistband and gently grabbed his entire length, he grunted.

“Not yet,” he murmured, but I didn’t care. I wanted him inside me now, before I exploded. I pulled down his pants before he could resist, and guided him to my center. As he slid inside me, and I parted to welcome him, the sensation was pure ecstasy. We both grunted as I shifted to accommodate him, which was a task on its own since there was so much of him to accommodate.

“You feel so good, Liv,” he whispered. “So fucking good.”

When he finally buried himself from balls to hilt, I lifted my hips up to meet him and cried out in pleasure. I could feel every stroke deep inside my skull, every move he made sending another whip of unbridled euphoria. I didn’t care about anything else as we moved. Not the test, not the world outside our window, or anything else which had been weighing on my mind. All I cared about was him, his penis, and the love in his heart which he wasn’t keeping hidden.

“Liv,” he grunted, and I knew what that meant. I wrapped my legs around him instinctively, and buckled as he began to move faster. I was so close now, so close that I could see over the horizon if I squinted. I could feel the wave returning, roaring and crashing against itself until it broke through, and I exploded around him.

“FUCK!” he cried out, crouching over me as he came as well. He emptied himself inside me, while I stared at the ceiling and melted into my orgasm, my entire body shaking like I was being electrocuted. I dug my fingers into his side, and held on as the wave kept crashing against me, on and on until I was spent, and I collapsed in a puddle of sweat and waning pleasure. Ethan fell beside me, and a moment later, he pulled me against him and kissed my bare shoulder.

“How you have this effect on me, I will never know,” he sighed.

“I’ve put a spell on you, Reynard,” I chuckled. “And you will do as I command if you want this to continue.”

He laughed, and as I turned to face him, he asked, “What do you desire? Tell me what you want and I shall give it to you.”

Before I could even think properly, I suddenly blurted out, “I want another baby.”

Ethan froze, and his eyes widened as he pulled back from me. As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it. I tried to reach out to him, but he pulled back and left the bed, and that single move shattered my heart into a million pieces.

“Ethan, it’s not what you think,” I said quickly, desperate for him to understand. “I didn’t…”

“A consolation?” he asked bitterly. “You think she’s not mine, so you want us to have another? One I can be sure is mine?”

“Ethan, that’s not what I meant,” I said. “Please don’t make this something it’s not.”

“Don’t lie to me, Liv,” he said. “That is exactly what you are saying. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that you suddenly want another baby after what we just found out.”

“That’s not what I’m doing.”

“Do you take me for a fool?”

“Where is this coming from?” I asked, heat rising up my neck. “Do you not see how you’re jumping to conclusions? This is ridiculous.”

He stared at me for a long and hard minute, then he turned around and stormed out of the room, his footsteps pounding all the way out of the room, before he slammed the door shut. I sat there in silence, staring at the spot where he’d been standing, and wondering how on earth this just happened.

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