Novel & Cerita Passion Ethan And Theresa

A deep concern hovering just below the surface of her words. "I think I know why Ethan antagonizes you to the degree he does." Emma started slowly. Katie looked at her friend searching her face for a clue to what her friend was thinking. Emma continued, "Ethan seems to bring out a different side of you, I would almost say a passionate side. Katie, I think he's your mate."

The passion ignited us like a rocket and we took off soaring. We laid back on the bed, and Ethan got on top of me. We continued to kiss passionately, lustfully, and I could feel his manhood hardening underneath his pants. He worked his way down from my lips to my neck and I let out a small moan. That must have aroused him, because he became even more passionate.

Lisa replied in sad tone “First of all, we belong from high society where everyone’s have their own need and desire, some fulfils them by their girlfriends some prefers mistress, you are telling me your father won’t accept my brother as his son in law because of his sex tape release, then what about you current mother? Wasn’t she his mistress before your father divorced his first wife and married her?” Ethan said in dangerous tone. “……” Lisa was speechless at Ethan rude words

she stuttered. "Why? Because I'm not your boyfriend?" Alethia blinked twice as their eyes locked. He was looking at her with so much desire that she felt special as if she was specifically made for this man. To be loved and be held by him. Ethan swallowed. He couldn't control himself tonight, and he didn't even try. He let his hand on her waist, then let it draw her closer. Their bodies heated up once they met, and they both felt it--the undeniable passion between them.

Ethan's gaze intensified. "No," he said. "It's about the freedom." The freedom to pursue your passions." To live life on your own terms." I listened, captivated by his words. As he spoke, his eyes seemed to burn with a desire to kiss me. But he restrained himself, his face inches from mine. The tension between us was palpable. I felt my heart racing. Ethan's voice broke the silence. "We're approaching cruising altitude," he said. "Would you like to see the flight map?"

Their eager kisses turned passionate to soft and gentle. They both seemed too eager to convey they had missed each other, even if it had only been practically the other night when they last shared a passionate night. Although it did not end the way Ethan hoped it could have been, they still shared kisses to their hearts’ fill. But being this close with each other again was of no difference to a wildfire. It starts with a snap and burns them both down to the deepest of their soul. Making them surrender and float in the ecstasy of being with one another. “Lexy, baby…” Ethan uttered her name as he gasped for breath. “I missed you so bad….”

Now that he arrived in his kingdom, Ethan and his men were already preparing to move for the attack. Ethan stood up and faced Gregory. "I already told you, rescuing Thea only has to do with me. She is my wife and it's only my responsibility to get her back. I only seeked support from you and not for you to bug into my business" Ethan spoke. Gregory was utterly disappointed at Ethan's words and he charged at him again, this time, Ethan didn't relent in fighting back. "You're evil, I never should have believed you, Ethan" "No, Greg. You're the stupid one. How can you have feelings for Theadora?. She is your sister and my wife!"

He turned to face Ethan, "Have you ever been in love?" Ethan's mind drifted to one of the few people that adored the 'grumpy grandpa' side of him and the only person that set his body on fire with just one light touch. His wife, Anastasia. Recently, she'd been having a lot of morning sickness and mild fever but she'd promised him she'd see the doctor before he'd left for Kruz. Xaver got his answer just by the look on Ethan's face, "Would you give her up for anything?"

“This greedy little cunt is squeezing both our cocks. Look at all that milk running down her body while we stretch her out.” “Fuck, she’s so tight around us,” Elias says through his teeth. He cups my breast and milk streams over his fingers and down my stomach and he licks it off his own hand without breaking eye contact. “She’s perfect,” Ethan says behind me. “She’s always been perfect. Feel her, Eli. That’s the woman I married.” They start to move. It’s not coordinated at first. They’re finding each other’s rhythm inside me. Then Ethan pushes up when Elias pulls back and the alternating fullness becomes a current that drags me under.

“We have to board, Kiara. Elijah and Aethra are waiting for us. You know how much—” “Don’t be grumpy, Ethan. I was just making sure this sweet girl found her happily-ever-after.” The woman stood up and smiled at me, her hand glinting with the golden band. “I hope you find him and accept his love.” I nodded robotically when the hot man named Ethan finally looked at me, gave me a polite nod, and looked at his wife again. If I had a hot partner like either of them, I’d probably do the same, but his eyes practically melted when he looked at her. I could see that he adored her.