Ethan Landry X Reader Novels & Stories

'' Lily vowed bitterly, her eyes burning with determination. **** Ethan’s eyes were still closed as he reached for Alex’s side of the bed, but his hand met only empty sheets. Opening his eyes, he saw Alex seated shirtless at the edge of the bed, his posture tense. Ethan smiled softly, slowly sitting up and crawling over to him. He wrapped his arm around Alex’s shoulder and whispered. ''Babe, what are you…'' His words trailed off when his gaze fell on the headline glowing on Alex’s phone. ''Youngest CEO Ethan Miller in Shocking Romance with Fiancee's Older Brother, Alex Rey.''

she asked, her voice tinged with worry. Ethan took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to express his conflicting emotions. "Lyra, I overheard some whispers about you... about this forbidden bond you have with Xander," he said, his voice laced with a mixture of protectiveness and concern. Lyra's eyes widened, realizing that the secret she held so closely was now exposed. She searched Ethan's face, seeing the worry etched on his features. "Ethan, I didn't mean for you to find out like this," she began, her voice filled with regret.

"My name is Ethan. We're getting you out. Can you stand?" He stood immediately. "Yes," he said. His voice sounded like someone who had been told yes was not an available answer for a long time and had just remembered it was. Jade was harder. She was in the corner of her room, sitting on the floor with her back to the wall, and when I pushed the door open she pulled her knees up and looked at me with eyes that had been hurt in a way that had become defensive. "I don't know you," she said. "No. My name is Ethan." I crouched down. Not moving closer, just getting level. "I'm a Lure. I know what they've done here. I'm not doing that."

Mother Eva explained. “Oh, what a pity! If only Jean and Art met before he decided to sell the lot, I am sure Jean would have prevented it from happening. She’s a realtor so she knows the value of a land.” Mommy Emma commented. “I agree with you. But those two seldom visit here. I think they are too busy with their city life. If Maan and Gil did not meet and got married, I doubt if they would think of coming here.” Mother Eva said.

She spread her legs a little wider, and his eyes got bigger, his hand slowly working himself. “My God, you are beautiful,” he said, still staring at her. She reached down and touched herself, and he let out a low groan. “Please, let me,” he said in a low voice, and lowered his head to her center. “You are dripping wet for me,” he mumbled, his voice muffled as he put his mouth on her. She arched her back and let out another involuntary moan as his tongue found the outer edges of her, teasing her and licking her in slow, unpredictable motions. She’d expected him to drive his tongue into her center, as hungry as his eyes had been, but he held himself back, teasing her gently and making her want

She glanced at this Trey fellow and he smiled at her like the dipshit he was. Boyfriend? When in the hell had that happened? Ethan would have known if she’d so much as gone on a date with anyone. She still confided everything to him. The dipshit, Trey, stepped forward, his hand extended in greeting. Ethan got his first good look at the guy and his gut clenched with a powerful longing. Wow. The man was sex incarnate. This guy was straight? Ethan had a hard time buying that. Ethan’s lust was never wrong. He could pick out a piece of hot tail from a mile away, and this guy was the hottest tail he’d ever laid eyes on.

Slow, torturous circles on her clit while Ethan snored three feet away. Riley bit the blanket to stay quiet and came clenching around nothing, thighs trembling. Liam licked his fingers clean while staring straight at her. They were all in the garage on thursday whenEthan ran to the store for beer. Liam had her bent over the workbench in under thirty seconds with her shorts yanked down, cock slamming into her from behind. Hard, fast, and desperate, with one hand over her mouth, the other gripping her hip so hard she’d have bruises.

“How? You’re going to start showing in a few months. People can do math, Lily.” “Ethan,” she whispered. The name felt like a bucket of ice water. Ethan. Her boyfriend. I’d met him a few times—a kind, soft-spoken guy with a bright future. He was a pastor’s son, the kind of man who actually lived by the values everyone else just talked about. “What about Ethan?” “He’s been waiting,” Lily said, her fingers twisting together. “He told me from day one—no sex until marriage. He wants to do everything 'the right way.' He’s been patient. He’s been a gentleman.”

“My name is Alexia.” “I know that, Lexie.” “Alexia.” She grits out, annoyed, throwing him a distasteful look. “Only my friends call me Lexie, and you don’t have that privilege.” “Ouch.” Ethan places a hand over his heart. Then he crosses his arms and playfully glares back at Lexie. “I’m Ethan. But only my friends call me that. As we are not friends, you don’t have that privilege. You may address me as Beta Ethaniel Hugh Huntington the third.”

Ethan said. Lora suddenly raised her head and looked at Ethan with a surprised expression, "You came here with Mr. Xavier?" "Yes. Who else do I know who is rich besides him, Lora? Besides ... after I broke up with Louise, I had no intention of looking for a girlfriend. My main focus now is to build a large clinic that I can use to treat people in need," Ethan explained. Lora swallowed hard, feeling so embarrassed for having made assumptions about her boss. The girl lowered her head again and played with her food to hide her embarrassment.