Roommates with Complicated Benefits by J. S. Cooper

Author:J. S. Cooper [Cooper, J. S. & Cooper, J. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Molly

Ethan was so close to me I could still feel his warm breath in my ear. As I played with his furry handcuffs, I was turned on. And very, very drunk. All of a sudden, everything had hit me and I felt so woozy. I looked into his eyes, which were very close to mine, and I swallowed hard. He had the most kissable lips, and I wanted to kiss them to see if they felt soft. But of course, I wasn't going to do it. That just wasn't me.

"So, you like tying women up, do you?" I said softly, wondering why I had started the question in such a sexual way. Not that I had been the one to take it to a sexual level, Ethan had, but I haven't shied away from it. Maybe because I enjoyed it. Maybe it'd been too long since I'd had a good shag I mean, Henrietta was right. I was horny and I did miss contact with a man. I just didn't think it was a good idea to have contact with my new roomie. But, maybe in life, you couldn't just always go with the good ideas, could you?

"Have you ever had handcuffs on?" Ethan's eyes teased me as he stared into mine.

I felt his lips press gently across my forehead and I shook my head, "No, I've never been arrested."

"You don't have to be arrested to wear handcuffs," he laughed. "I think that would be apparent by now, right?"

"All right. I mean, no. I've never used handcuffs in the bedroom." I was feeling hot now and wet between the legs. I really hoped that Ethan couldn't tell that I was so turned on.

"They're fun," he said with a small smile. "If you ever want to borrow them, just let me know."

"Okay, thank you." I handed them over to him and he dropped them onto the coffee table in front of us.

"So, do you paint your own nails or do you go to a spa or something?" he asked me looking at my feet.

"I do them myself. Why?" I asked in surprise. "Don't tell me you have a foot fetish."

"No, I don't have a foot fetish," he shook his head. "You just have really pretty feet."

"Okay, thanks," I said, self-consciously, looking down at my toes. I hadn't really done a good job. I could see smudges all over the place and I wasn't sure if he was making fun of my nail job or not, but I wasn't going to press it.

"Have you ever been to a day spa or anything?" I asked him curiously. I mean, none of the guys I knew back home had ever done anything like that. But in America, I knew men were different. Men were metro-sexual and more open to their feminine side.

Ethan started laughing, "God, no. I would never do such a thing. I mean, maybe a couples' massage, but that's about it." He grinned. "I have an idea."

"Okay. What's your idea?"

"How's about you give me a massage and then I'll give you a massage?"

"I don't think so," I shook my head.

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