Ethan wasted no time in removing his own attire, and he lowered his head and used his teeth to play with her aching nipples. He nipped them gently, and she winced, but her eyes remained close as she welcomed him into all her secret places. With eyes still closed she felt him kiss her face, moving slowly from her forehead, to her cheeks and then to her lips; she opened her mouth to receive him and all the longing she hadn't felt in a long time gushed from her as she held onto him. Their breathing intensified and before she could suffocate, he moved away and made a path down to her small perfectly shaped breasts. The warmth of his lips covered them one at a time and she shivered under his touch.
Ethan took a tour of her southern route, and as he parted her legs, Selena's eyes flew open. She watched as his tongue slithered along her inner thighs, in the crevice of her treasure bed before rolling over her throbbing centre. As his lips covered her mound, and he began sucking at the spot, she felt the warmth travelling inside her, rising to the surface, and in another heartbeat she was shaking uncontrollably as she exploded. She held his head to remove it as the sensations intensified, but his head remained buried and his tongue wreaked further havoc.
Soon, when he had licked her clean of all residue, he assumed an upright position and she could see clearly his large and seemingly muscular dick as it waved, eager for some action. Her eyes bulged as she wondered if she could take it all in, but her doubts dissipated when he used the tip to massage the outer walls, causing her to tremble once more before he slipped it inside her. Selena arched her back as she felt him force his way into her and he threw his head back as he felt her walls close in on him. In and out he went, each time with increasing speed and greater force, and Selena screamed with pleasure each time he did.
Shortly after he stepped from the bed and pulled her to the edge. As she hung there, he used his palms to cup her small derriere, and then sank into her. As he drove into her, he used his hands to move her body from side to side so that he could totally dominate her and fill her from every angle. Selena gripped the sheets and bit her lower lip as he stroked her and when he paused once to look at her, she told him with wild eyes to keep stroking. Her voice commanding him to sent Ethan into a fervour and he pumped hard; now the only sound that could be heard was the slapping as their skins collided repeatedly. Selena could hardly believe it when she felt the need to explode once more as Ethan tunnelled his way into her gold mine and she grabbed his nipples as she felt the warmth rise in her once more.
He recognised the movements she made, and by the way she bit her lips he could tell she was cumming again. He cursed then for he didn't want it to end so soon. He pulled back and stared at her as she trembled, for if he felt her on him he was sure to follow suit. Soon after he re-entered her now aching den, and slowly slid inside her again and again. Selena could hardly believe this much pleasure could be had in bed, and she spread her legs even wider now to accommodate him. Not long after, Ethan felt her warmth as her juices flowed over his tip, and the more he sank into her, the more it saturated him. No longer able to control his urges, he gritted his teeth and his face contorted as he felt his own cum travelling up and into her. He dug his fingers into her hips as he exploded and she locked her legs around him to hold him in place as he did.
When it was all over, he pulled a limp and spent member from Selena and plopped down on the bed next to her. It had apparently been a long day for in less than five minutes they had both fallen asleep. Selena woke in the middle of the night, or was it the wee hours of the morning, and looked around. She wasn't sure which was led to the bathroom so she remained still, hoping he would awaken soon. His steady breathing told her he was still in deep sleep. He moved now, and his hand fell across her stomach and she followed it with her eyes. She turned her head to the side and looked into the face of the man she had sworn she wouldn't let get to her. Ethan Bloomfield had tried many times to get her attention, and she had succeeded in staving him off for a long time. He looked handsome as the pale light of the moon illuminated his features and suddenly her rationale kicked in.
What the hell had she done? She had planned on just having dinner and discussing ways to make her more effective at selling real estate. She had had dinner alright, but there had been no discussion about the latter, and she now began to think he had had no intention of doing so in the first place. Not that she had insisted. And Krystal. Oh my God! Krystal was going to have a field day over this. She had been right; Ethan had turned on the charm and she had fallen hard for it, and now there was no turning back. There was no way for her to rewrite history or eradicate the present. She was now officially one of Ethan Bloomfield's girls. But would that really be such a bad thing? Of course!
Selena clenched her fists and banged the bed in anger as she mentally fought with herself. Why did she allow this to happen?
"Are you alright?" he asked her.
She jumped, because she wasn't aware that he was awake. "Oh, I didn't know you...I just remembered something I needed to do."
"Would you like me to take you home? What time is it?" he asked as she turned to look at the clock. It read three thirty.
"Would you?" she asked expectantly.
"Sure, if that's what you want. Would you like to shower before you go?"
Why the hell was he being so nice and making everything that much harder? "I do," she said and he rolled from the bed to get her a towel. She draped it around her tiny frame and headed for the very large room he pointed to that happened to be the bathroom. She stood gawking there for a while before she let the towel fall. Selena stepped inside the glass enclosure and as she turned on the tap. Her skin came alive as the warm water penetrated her body and wash away her most recent sin. It once more astonished her that Ethan didn't once try to invade her privacy in the bathroom but merely waited until she was done before showering as well.
The ride to her house was a quiet one and as he pulled up to the curb, she grew nervous and her palms got clammy. "Here we are," he said as he turned off the ignition and for a second she thought he was going to accompany her inside. "Listen, you can take the day off later if you like," he began.
"No, there is no need. Besides, Megan was already suspicious that we had a date and I would hate for her to think that..." Selena began and was forced to make a premature end to her statement because what Megan thought was actually true. She had gone to dinner with the boss and it had led to his bed.
"Think what? Don't be so preoccupied with what others think. You should just be comfortable with what you do."
His words made sense, but in the real world she feared it would fall flat. "That's easy for you to say; you aren't the one who will be ridiculed."
"You could always deny it," he said as he cocked his head to one side.
"True," she agreed.
"Anyway you need to get inside," he said as he leaned over and brushed his lips across hers.
Selena froze. Damn him. She opened the door and got out of the car before she had the inclination to invite him inside. The passion they shared earlier was still fresh on her, and in her, and she was vulnerable to his charms now.
"See you later Mr. Bloomfield," she said as she walked off.
"Why the formality now?"
"Just getting back into character," she shouted back as she got to the main lobby door. She was grateful when she walked in and the attendant called out to her and gave her the keys. That meant the girls had gone home and she had some time before she would face them. She only hoped she would leave that gathering unscathed. Something told her she had more bruises to suffer.
Chapter 6
Selena woke up later at about half past seven. One check revealed she had about a dozen messages from both Krystal and Melanie; there was only one from Ethan telling her if she insisted on coming in that she was allowed to be late this once. She was grateful for even that, but she needed to be early. She was still broke and she needed to sell something. The girls would all have to wait.
She jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. As she lathered her body with her bath gel, her hand passed over tender spots and she winced. Her mind was teleported to a few hours earlier when Ethan had been licking her all over, his expert hands dancing over her body to a melody he wrote. And she remembered how she had trembled under his watchful eye as he manoeuvred his way inside her. She remembered it all too well, and she now started getting angry that she had allowed it to happen.