Todos os capítulos de Sinful Temptations (Addictive Erotic Stories): Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

In that same split second of horrifying realization, Ethan rounded the corner into my cubicle, apparently oblivious to what I was in the middle of. My stomach dropped and I froze, hand still shoved down the front of my panties.Ethan’s words died in his throat the instant he saw me. His eyes went wide behind his glasses, mouth falling open in shock. He just stared, seemingly unable to process the scene in front of him: me half-slumped in my chair, skirt bunched around my hips, legs splayed apart, and clearly… clearly touching myself.“I—I’m s-sorry! I didn’t—” Ethan finally spluttered, his face flushing a deep crimson as he stumbled a step back, averting his gaze in a panic. “Oh god, I’m sorry, I’ll— I didn’t see anything!” His reaction—sweet, fumbling Ethan trying to give me privacy even after seeing exactly what I was doing—hit me in a strange way. He was blushing as hard as I was, and scrambling to apologize as if he were the one in the wrong.Some corner of my desire-addled brai

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips hungrily along my jaw to my neck. I tilted my head back, hitting the wall with a soft thud, giving him access. He nipped and sucked gently at my throat, finding that sensitive spot just below my ear. I bit back a moan as pleasure radiated from every place his mouth touched. My hands clutched at his back, fingers digging into the cotton of his shirt.His name escaped my lips in a breathy sigh. “Ethan…”Hearing his name seemed to spur him on. His right hand slid down over the curve of my ass, momentarily squeezing. I squeaked in surprise before tugging upward. In an effortless motion I didn’t know he was capable of, he lifted me. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist, my skirt riding up to bunch around my hips again. He pressed me into the wall, supporting my weight easily.The new position brought the hard ridge of his erection directly against my overheated core. Even with layers of fabric between us, it was enough to draw a long m

I woke with a jolt, finding myself sprawled over my desk in the early morning office light. My heart pounded as I realized I had dozed off at work, still fully dressed from yesterday, and Ethan was nowhere in sight. The last thing I remembered was working late with him... and then… fuck!Disoriented, I stood and went looking for Ethan in the quiet office. As I neared the conference room, I heard raised voices inside Mr. Donovan, the man I believed was our CEO, and... Ethan. I edged closer, heart thumping.“You should have told me sooner,” Mr. Donovan was saying sharply.“I did what I had to,” Ethan replied in a tone far more authoritative than I’d ever heard from him.What were they talking about? I leaned in, accidentally nudging the door. It creaked, and both men turned.“Annabelle,” Ethan breathed, eyes wide. Mr. Donovan cleared his throat and hurried out, leaving me alone with Ethan in the conference room doorway.I stared at Ethan in confusion. “What’s going on? Why were you and

The next day at work, Ethan didn’t show up. Nor the day after. Each morning I arrived hoping to see his smile, and each time I was met with an empty IT desk. There was no text or call from him, either. By the second day, anxiety gnawed at me. Had I done something wrong? Maybe he decided mixing business and pleasure was a mistake after all.My insecurity festered. It didn’t help that coworkers were abuzz with rumours: an important announcement was coming, and some had spotted a fancy-looking woman in the building. I tried to tune out the gossip, burying myself in tasks. But my heart wasn’t in it. I missed Ethan, and I was terrified that I’d imagined the connection between us.On the third day, we were all called to a morning meeting in the main conference hall. I filed in with everyone else, my stomach a knot of nerves. Mr. Donovan stood at the front, and beside him - my breath caught - stood Ethan. He was dressed sharply in a tailored navy suit, exuding confidence. But what truly made

I woke the next morning wrapped in Ethan’s sheets and in his arms. My head rested on his bare chest, rising and falling with his steady breath. For the first time in ages, I felt... free.I tried to slip out of bed to get dressed for work, but before I could, his arm tightened around my waist, pulling me back against him. “And where do you think you’re going?” he mumbled, voice thick with sleep.I giggled softly. “Home to change for work. I do still have a job, you know.”He nuzzled my neck. “You also have the day off. Boss’s orders.”I rolled over to face him, arching a brow. “Is that so?”“Mmhmm.” He grinned and stole a kiss. “I think after last night, we both deserve a day away from the office.”I couldn’t argue with that. We spent the day together - tangled in bed, ordering pizza we ate in said bed, and talking about everything and nothing. It was sweet and healing, and by the end of it, I was more certain than ever that I was hopelessly in love with Ethan Blackwood.Late that aft