The Enemy of My Enemy Is... My Fake Boyfriend? by Jenna Fiore

The Enemy of My Enemy Is... My Fake Boyfriend? by Jenna Fiore

Author:Jenna Fiore [Fiore, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-13T00:00:00+00:00


Seventeen

Aria

I slept like a log. And for a long moment when I woke up, I had no clue where I was, thinking for a split second that I was coming back to consciousness in my apartment, Chase's arm tight around me.

Hold up. Wait just a minute.

Chase spooning me? With every inch of our bodies touching from head to toe? Never.

And then it hit me like a lightning bolt. Paris. Ethan. Only one bed.

What the heck had happened to the pillow barrier?

And who the fuck cared?

Closing my eyes, I focused on keeping my breathing slow and even while the rest of me remained frozen. I had to soak this in and memorize this feeling.

His strong arm just under my breasts pinned me to him, my back to his chest, so strong and large behind me, solid, steady, and indomitable. Even waking up, I could think of a word of the day from last week. Take that, Chase.

I smiled, shifting my hips a little. And holy shit. Was that what I thought it was?

A surge of excitement fluttered between my legs, waking a long-slumbering part of me that had suffered through years of neglect from sleeping with a total dud in bed.

My mind went back to when I'd accidentally grabbed Ethan in the getaway van that time, how large he'd felt, and that was unaroused. But this?

Fuck me. Ethan was clearly not unaroused at the moment. Satisfaction stole through me that I could do this to him, that little ole me could awaken that giant beast and make him this big, this hard.

Somehow, he got even closer, our legs intertwined, bare thighs on bare thighs, his dick rubbing against my butt. Was he awake?

He couldn't be. He would never do this if he were.

I did nothing to stop him, instead pushing myself back into him, grabbing onto his hand that slowly began to roam, encouraging his exploration. Every touch, every movement, was pure heaven, making me positively dizzy with lust. Absolute lust. Nothing else on my mind but our two bodies and how they felt together.

Instinct drove his hand upwards, his hot palm suddenly on my breast, squeezing it with the perfect pressure, my nipples hardening in an instant.

God, this was insane. Was this what it was supposed to be like?

Horniness like I'd never felt before throbbed in every sensitive part of me. I wanted him. I wanted Ethan.

But like a splash of cold water, it dawned on me that he was probably lost in a dream, thinking about someone else, one of his many lovers that he'd mentioned last night. Beautiful women that were way more accomplished than me, sexy and sophisticated with intelligent, witty comments that charmed everyone surrounding them that hung on their every word.

I stopped moving, and Ethan drew in a long breath, his hips still grinding against me. It was only a matter of time before he woke up and realized he wasn't holding his dream girl.

His breath on the back of my neck, he inhaled deeply again.



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