Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
I turn away and head back to my room. Just then, I hear the water shut off. For some reason, I pick up the pace back to my room and quickly sit down on my bed, my heart racing and fingertips prickling. It wouldn’t have been a big deal if he’d come out of his room and seen me there; I would have just told him I was coming to see him like I was, but for some reason, I’m super on edge and feel like if he’d have seen me, it would have been like I was getting caught or something.
I’m fidgeting with my fingers between my knees. I can’t hear anything from down the hall at his room from here. He could have turned the water back on or he could have just slid into some sweatpants and hopped into bed for a nap.
“Hey there.”
“Oh!” Ethan’s voice from the door nearly startles me out of my skin. I hop to my feet and then leap back onto the bed, instantly embarrassed. The corners of Ethan’s mouth curl ever so slightly, but I can see him doing his best not to smile or laugh.
“Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to scare you.” He’s standing there in nothing more than a pair of blue mesh gym shorts with a pair of Calvin Klein briefs underneath, no shirt, and his beautiful, muscular chest gleaming with a thin layer of wetness from the shower. He honestly looks ready for some kind of photoshoot.
“Scare me?” I laugh, pretending to play it off. “Oh, you didn’t scare me. I was just messing around.”
“Right,” he chuckles. “You all finished for today?”
“Sure am,” I reply. God, his abs are distracting. “And listen, I just wanted to…to thank you for hiring me, I really like this job…”
“Well, I really like having you here,” Ethan says, smiling as he steps closer. Each movement of his body accentuates his muscles, causing them to flex and bulge like no man I’ve ever seen before. And although I know I’ve slept with him once before, I can hardly believe it.
Ethan reaches out a muscular arm and traces the line of my neck up to the base of my jaw, sending a delightful shiver through my body.
Oh God, is it going to happen again? It shouldn’t. It can’t. After all these years of being out on my own, being independent and never using my “feminine charm” around men to get ahead in life, I really should be drawing a line between Ethan and me. But when he looks down at me with that unbelievable confidence in his eyes, I just don’t know if that will be possible.
“Ethan, I—”
The next thing I know, his hand slips down my shirt and cups my breast. I feel the rough, callused skin and the strength as he grips me. Such an incredible turn-on. My defenses begin to fall as he moves closer, straddling my legs, bringing me face to face with the fabric of his shorts concealing his manhood.
His sexiness is off the charts, and I’m starting to need to swallow heavily and quickly. My heart is also pounding hard and fast as I watch him hook his thumb into the hem of his shorts and give a slight downward tug. The move reveals those V-lines guys get when they’re in shape that aim down and just always seem to drive girls wild.
And well, Ethan’s drive me so wild that every part of me starts tingling. I’m so hot for him right now that I feel like I’m two seconds away from spontaneously combusting. Seriously, I could probably generate thermal energy right now if you hooked me up to a power plant.
Never in my life did I think I could feel this way for a man. Seriously, if someone had asked me even two days ago if I could ever have had these kind of feelings rushing through me for a member of the opposite sex, I would have said, “Sure, maybe pure physical attraction, but nothing beyond that.”
But, lo and behold, here I am. On the verge of some kind of out-of-body experience or something all because of Ethan West, my new boss, who seems to have somehow turned me on more than any man has in my life but also has charmed my socks off like some kind of Disney Prince.
I thought I knew what it meant to be turned on until I met this man, but as Ethan takes me by the wrists and guides my hands up to his shorts, an arousal so deep and so potent grips me that I am sure I’m leaving a wet spot on the sheets beneath me.
“Good girl,” he says, his voice low as I slide his shorts down and reveal the massive hard cock beneath. It springs forth and slaps me against the chin and lips, causing me to cry out and giggle with surprise.