Ethan by Alex Wolf

Author:Alex Wolf [Wolf, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

FELICITY

This might be the worst idea ever, but it doesn’t feel that way as we ride to Ethan’s house. We make out like horny teenagers the entire way there, and I can tell he’s fighting the urge to rip this damn dress off me in front of the driver.

He’s my boss. I shouldn’t be doing this.

Counterpoint: If I don’t do this, I’ll literally die.

I’ve never felt like this.

Something happened back on that pier too. It was no ordinary kiss. It wasn’t hormones and biology. I mean, yeah there was a lot of that, but there was something more. There was a connection, on a different level. I moan into his mouth again at the memory of his hard dick pressed against me. It was big. Like bigger than anything I’ve ever experienced, and what’s more, something tells me sex with him is going to be a different experience too. My pulse redlines the second I think about it.

This has never happened to me before. Wanting someone like this. Knowing he wants me back.

The men I’ve dated were all—boring. Fortunately, I avoided conceited douchebags because eww, but the silent, nerdier, dateable types don’t exactly light things up between the sheets.

“Why didn’t I know you lived out here?” I ask when my brain catches up to our location. All this time, I assumed he lived in town, in some tricked-out bourgeoisie penthouse where he could look down over the proletarians. I can practically see him that way now, standing in the window, drinking his morning coffee like one of the elites.

Instead, we’re driving outside city limits and into Wynnewood. I guess this makes just as much sense, only from a different perspective. It still takes a hell of a lot of money to afford a house out here. It’s just not hip and modern.

When we pull up, the house is impressive. A large Tudor set behind a lush, green lawn and painstakingly maintained shrubs. Solar lights line the flagstone path leading from the driveway to the huge, mahogany front door. The driver comes to a stop in the driveway and Ethan wastes no time getting out of the car, opening my door like a gentleman.

Once I’m clear, he glances to the driver whose window is down.

“Give me a call in the morning, if you’re free, and we can go pick my car up.”

“Yes, Mr. Walsh.” With that, he speeds away, leaving us all to ourselves.

There’s nothing gentlemanly about where Ethan’s hands land the second the car is out of sight. He cups my ass before treating me to another deep, soul-searching kiss that leaves me clinging to him like my life depends on it. I can’t breathe, my legs are wobbly, my pussy throbs in anticipation. I don’t think I’ve ever been this worked up in my life, and when he gets me off, I may die.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He strokes my cheek, his voice a raspy growl. “Let’s go.” He has me by the hand again, practically dragging me up the driveway.

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