The Billionaire's Marriage Contract(36)

Amy let herself lean in toward Ethan, moving closer until she was close enough to feel his hot breath on her cheek. She thought back to the kiss in the kitchen earlier, that little spark. She knew this moment was different. That was for show, but now there was no one around to see. No, she admitted to herself, this was for her. She wanted this. She could feel the need rising up inside herself. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her anticipation grew.

Then Ethan leaned in and kissed her. His lips felt softer than ever. Amy wanted more. She pulled herself tighter against his chest She loved the way his skin felt against hers. She loved the way he traced his tongue along her lip before sliding it into her mouth. She met his kiss with one of her own. She didn’t want to enjoy herself this much, but it was a problem she was willing to have.

Ethan reached his palm over Amy’s cheek and he held her as they kissed. As they pulled back for a moment to take a breath, he ran his thumb across her lip. A rush of excitement ran from her lip toward her chest. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she felt like her entire world had collapsed around her until all that was left was her and Ethan, and, as they began to kiss again, she closed her eyes and let out a little sigh of delight. It was almost like she and Ethan were melting into each other as waves of bliss ran through her.

Ethan slid his hands down over Amy’s sides and hugged her, kissing her neck slowly while she leaned back and savored the pleasure. Each motion of his tongue against her skin sent a thrill jolting through her chest, and she could feel her heart pounding. “So is that your promise?” Amy asked.

“I believe it was.”

“Well, I think I’m starting to like your promises. You still haven’t told me what that second kiss is supposed to be.”

Ethan leaned back and smiled. “If the first kiss was any good. The second should be a barn fire. It should consume you completely. You just got a bit ahead of yourself. There’s no reason to rush things.”

Amy knew what Ethan meant, and she wanted it badly. She wanted to slip out of the tub, and beckon to Ethan as she walked back to the bed. She wanted to be that woman, the seductress, the one who took exactly what she wanted, but she didn’t know if she could give in to her desires like that. Everything felt like it was happening so fast. In a moment, Amy’s euphoria had transformed itself into nagging ball of worry deep in the pit of her stomach. What was she doing? Why was she pretending that this was real? Amy tried to remind herself that this was all a game, that this was Ethan’s way of amusing himself while he made his business deal. Deep down, she wanted to believe that part of him was interested in her.

Amy placed her hands on Ethan’s chest, intending to push herself away, but instead she held them there for a moment before saying, “I think maybe it’s time we called it a night.” Then she leaned in to give Ethan one more kiss. She pressed her lips against his and savored the warm rush she felt from kissing him. It was a gentle buzz that filled her with excitement. Amy knew that if she didn’t stop soon, she wasn’t going to stop at all. Finally, she pushed back and smiled at Ethan. “Maybe sometime you can show me one of those real kisses you were talking about,” she said. She gave him a quick wink and then stepped up out of the hot tub and grabbed a towel.

For her first few steps across the frozen deck, her euphoria kept her from feeling a chill, but soon, she could feel the cold clinging to her wet skin. By the time she was back by the bedside, she was shivering. She turned to see Ethan, towel mercifully wrapped around his waist, closing the doors out to the deck. She sat down on the edge of the bed as she tried to think of what to say next. She watched Ethan as he walked around the bed. He stopped on the other side and leaned over the bed. Amy wondered if he was going to climb in and start kissing her again. She couldn’t deny that she wanted that to happen.

She watched as Ethan grabbed his pillow and tossed it on the floor. For a moment, she couldn’t figure out what Ethan was doing. She gave him a puzzled look. “I’ll sleep on the floor,” Ethan said. “I know not to push my luck. Especially after what just happened, I don’t want you to think I’m just trying to make a move on you.”

“So you’d rather sleep on the floor than share a bed with me?” Amy asked with a laugh. “I must be a terrible kisser.”

“On the contrary, you’re quite a good one, which is yet another reason I won’t protest your decree that I must sleep on the floor. I’m hoping to convince you to do that again at some point.”