I hastily park outside his apartment and jump out of the car. It’s like he knew I was coming because he steps out his front door. That’s ironic.
I had almost forgotten just how gorgeous he is.
My Ethan …
He is dark and mysterious with his olive skin, blue eyes, and the scruffy hair and beard.
His hair falls into his eyes, giving him a sensual demeanor.
He is enigmatic. Ethan has many layers, but my favorite three are the rough exterior, the academic teacher, and the soft, sensual interior.
“Sienna, I’m surprised, though, happy to see you. I was actually going to head over your way,” he announces, and I just grin like a silly schoolgirl.
He was coming to see me…
“Are you okay?” he questions, and the only way I can answer is to wrap my arms tightly around his neck and kiss him deeply, pouring all my feelings and emotions into our kiss.
When he pulls back smiling like a Cheshire cat, I reach down and hold both his hands.
“I’m so sorry for needing space, but it’s been a good thing. I’ve realized that you are everything to me. You are all I need in my life, you are in my dreams, and you are the first thing I think about in the morning. I miss your touch and your kiss. The spark between us is like magic, and I can’t be without you anymore, Ethan,” I declare, spilling out my feelings and revealing my love.
He leans in and kisses me again, then picks me up and swings me around.
“Goddamn, woman, I’m so glad you said that. You and I make sense together, and to me, you are perfection. I love absolutely everything about you, especially the way you blush when you are shy, nervous, or turned on,” he admits, and I blush on cue. “The way you bite your lip in class when you are concentrating hard, the way you play music when you cook, and the chocolate you hide in the bread box.”
I laugh as I didn’t think anyone knew I did that…
“You make me laugh, usually by teasing me, but I smile, and I enjoy making you smile. I’ve seen the change in you, and it is tremendous. I’ve succeeded in taking away your pain, dulling your heartache, and hopefully, warming your heart.”
“Yes, Ethan, you have warmed my heart again. Mike made it ice cold and broken, but it’s healing because of you. I’ll never leave you alone again,” I vow this to him.
To me, Ethan is like a good book—like the cool, refreshing water on a hot summer’s day, a dream come true, and I want to be his. We belong together, and I know I’d regret it forever if I let him go.
ETHAN
Wow, Sienna has me smitten. For something that started casual, I now have no words for what we have. She is a rare beauty of the world. Like the sunset and sunrise are amazing, so is she. My feelings are genuine and honest, and I’m devoted to keeping her safe and protected.
We have been through so many challenges together already and come out stronger. It is a true example of how bonded we are, and how strong our love really is.
I will cherish her mind, body, and soul from now until eternity. She makes me a better man.
Sienna is an inspiration. After all she has been through, she is still capable of giving me love, and she makes me feel adored and special. I will encourage and support her decisions and choices; it’s all about partnership and loyalty.
God, I am like a king with my queen now by my side. Our journey has just begun, so hopefully, the bumpy road is now smooth sailing.
No matter what, we can overcome our obstacles together.
TIME FOR A HOUSE & DOG!
I’ve been on the waiting list for a rental property closer to where Ethan lives. Something with a backyard for a dog. I also requested bright and colorful with a flowerbed.
I’m thrilled to get the call to view a new property that has come available. My divorce from Mike has just been finalized, and I’ll be able to live off my half of the money from the settlement for a while. I’m glad I will be able to settle into my new life before I have to worry about money and looking for a job again.
Oh god, it’s perfect, so I sign the paperwork and move in two weeks later.
I’m taking the next step and adopting a little friend at the animal shelter where Ethan volunteers. It takes a real man to do something so selfless.
He has a good heart and soul.
“Oh god, I want them all!” I declare as I start the search for my brand-new pet. There are a variety of dogs and cats, old and young. All creatures great and small.
“How can I choose when they all need me? They all look at me the same, saying please take me home,” I say, but I’m grateful they are here with food, water, and shelter and not on the street.
“You will know, Sienna. Dogs speak to their new owners. I see it all the time,” Ethan tells me, and I smile. I like the thought of fate.
He is right. I eventually feel that connection with one special little dog already named Jack. He is a white foxy who is such a sweetheart with brown ears and patches on his back. He licked me through the wire fence and stole my heart with his big brown eyes.
“Jack is very well behaved. He is three but super playful,” Ethan tells me, and I’m feeling happy with my choice.
With a very excited Jack on his new collar and leash, we head past the other cages on our way to the front door when a unique bark catches my attention. I stop to see where it’s coming from. The ironic thing is that Jack immediately rushes to the cage, and a black Labrador is looking sad but still barking.
“Hey, buddy,” I say as he jumps at the gate.
Jack and he frolic through the wire. Aww, they must remember each other.
“Oh yes, that’s Sherlock. He is a beautiful soul. Aren’t you, buddy?” Ethan says in a doggy voice to him. Sherlock sits, and then he rolls over.
My heart skips a beat, what a clever boy.
Hmm, that whole fate thing is speaking again.
“Hypothetically, would Jack and Sherlock get along?” I just can’t walk away from him.
“Yep, they are old friends. I’m sure that’s why he barked. He was talking to Jack,” Ethan tells me, and my eyes get teary. These two boys have a special bond.
“Well then, we can’t leave you behind, mister,” I say to the sweet black Sherlock who now has the other half of my heart. “I’ll take them both,” I announce with a smile. Ethan smirks; I’m sure he knew I’d leave with more than one.
Looks like I’ll need another bed, blanket, and more food, but the love I get in return will be worth it.
The two dogs are definitely old friends. The excitement warms my heart as the three of us walk out together.
“Let’s go home, boys,” I announce as I kiss Ethan. He will be over after his shift.
My heart is full as we drive to my house. I can’t wait to show them their new home. We are already a cute little family.
Right now, I have so much to be grateful for.
Part of me wishes I could erase the last year of my life.
But I guess everything happens for a reason. I’ve grown so much, and I’m more confident and stronger within myself.
***
When Ethan shows up two hours later, I’m sitting at the dinner table with a pizza box—because I find cooking overrated—in nothing but my scarlet push-up bra and matching lace panties. I’m feeling sexy and seductive in my new alluring lingerie.
“You took your time,” I declare when he walks in the front door. Both dogs are excited to see him. As soon he realizes how very little I’m wearing, he’s eyeing me up and down with lust.
“Do you really think Jack and Sherlock should see you dressed so sexy?” he asks sarcastically, making me giggle.
He leans in for a kiss, his hands cupping my cheek, and then caressing my neck and shoulders. The air is instantly humid as the temperature rises.
“Sit down and have some dinner first. I spent hours in the kitchen,” I joke as he sits. I feed him a bite of supreme pizza, and then I kiss his lips to taste it.
“Mmm, it’s good,” I respond and then his hands are pulli
ng me onto his lap. He pushes my breasts upward, copping a big feel.
“This outfit is sensational,” he admits to me, and I smile as my plan worked. Then he catches me by surprise when he pulls down one cup and sucks on my nipple.
I can’t help but look at the dogs. They are like my children; they can’t see us do this, so thank god both are asleep in their new beds.
I’m so hot and turned on that I grind on his hardness, wanting more. Like he reads my mind, he stands, lifting me with him. He shoves the pizza box onto the chair, then lays me on the table, pulling my panties down in record time. I don’t even notice him take his pants off, but I feel his cock at the entrance to my soaked pussy. I buck my hips and help him enter.
“God Ethan, I love you,” I tell him when he is deep inside. He finds my eyes as we gaze into each other’s, deeply connected in more ways than one. He thrusts harder, and I hold either side of the table as we grind and become sweaty animals. He pumps me hard and faster.
My release builds, then skyrockets as my spine-tingling orgasm hits full force, and his cock throbs inside me. Ethan grunts loudly as he plunges hard with his full length, and his release hits him hard and fast.
“Good thing dinner is cooked. I’m famished,” I say, and we both laugh. I grab us two paper towels as we sit and enjoy our pizza. Even cold, it’s still good.
TOUCH OF PARADISE
Ethan has organized a special night for us on Saturday, so when I arrive at seven, he is cooking something for me. I’m excited as I’ve never had a guy cook for me, appreciate me, and dote on me like he does. I feel treasured.
“Come on up. Dinner is served,” Ethan tells me through the speakerphone.
“I can’t wait. See you in roughly twenty seconds,” I reply, smiling at the thought.
The apartment door is open slightly, so I enter, and wow, the smell is to die for.
“My mouth is watering, Ethan. What are you cooking me?” I question, feeling my stomach rumble.
“First things first,” he replies and pulls me in tightly for a cuddle and sweet kiss.
“You look gorgeous, Sienna,” he whispers, giving me goose bumps. I put in a lot of effort in my appearance, trying to look good in my purple dress with heels and darker makeup.
“This way, madam,” Ethan states and guides me into his dining room. A bunch of roses serve as the centerpiece in the middle and shining cutlery and folded red napkins are at the place settings. He even added rose petals to the table.
“Mr. Rossi, this table is beautiful. You have outdone yourself already. Let’s hope you can cook as well as you can decorate a table,” I say sarcastically, and I giggle from the smirk on his face.
“You will eat those words later, Miss Woods.” I giggle because it’s so good to hear my maiden name. I want nothing more than to erase the past few years with Mike, especially his last name.
“Sit and let me serve you, princess,” he tells me, so I take a seat as he pours me a glass of white wine. The first sip is heaven. It’s crisp, fresh, and sweet just how I like it.
“Entrée is homemade spring rolls and arancini balls,” he announces, serving them onto my plate.
“They smell and look amazing,” I tell him, honestly eager to pick up a spring roll and bite into the crisp pastry. It’s juicy and delicious.
“Mmm,” I moan in satisfaction. It’s really good.
“I could get used to you moaning like that,” he replies, then winks. Oh, I am leaving room for dessert, that’s for sure. “Try the arancini ball,” he adds, looking impressed with himself. It’s like he knows how good they taste. Someone is cocky.
I bite into the ball of melted cheese, and its heaven. The cheese oozes out, and the taste is scrumptious, melting in my mouth.
“You look surprised that I can cook, my darling Sienna,” Ethan declares, waiting for my reply with an arched eyebrow.
“Ha-ha, no, I’m not surprised, baby. You are skilful in so many things. Right now, I’m just totally impressed.” I reply with a very good answer, and we are both pleased.
“That makes me happy. You are impressed. Get ready for my honey mustard chicken, baby,” he adds as I finish my spring rolls and balls of pure bliss. So much for those cooking classes. He can cook every night.
Sipping my wine, I hear Ethan put on some music. I have a chuckle at the song.
“Another Day in Paradise” by Phil Collins. An oldie but a goodie, that is for sure.
“Thought this song was fitting,” he calls out from the kitchen.
“You were very correct.”
What you see is what you get with this amazing man.
I stand and walk around to where he is sitting. I take the initiative and sit on his lap, trying to be playful. He follows my lead as he kisses my neck and chest, giving me goose bumps.
“You are so beautiful and look so sexy tonight,” he confesses. It makes me smile to know my plan has worked.
I kiss along his neck and make my way to his lips, where I pounce and kiss him hard. I’m feeling hot and horny as hell, especially when I have this sexy man in my life. I never knew how enjoyable sex could be. Ethan kisses me back with the same hunger.
I stand and hold his hand, leading him into his bedroom.
“I want you so bad, Ethan. I’ll never get used to the passion and hunger I feel with you,” I admit, kissing him again before pulling him onto the bed.
“I want you too, Sienna. You have no idea how much I want to be inside you, baby.”
He kisses me ferociously and with so much passion. My hands wander under his shirt, feeling his naked skin and wanting to be as close to him as possible. I run my nails along his back, causing him to moan. His lips travel along my neck, and his tongue flicks my ear.
“Oh, did I forget to mention I went lingerie shopping again today?” I announce as I slip out of my dress and expose my new purple and black leopard print bra and thong.
“Holy shit, woman, that is smoking hot. Just another day in paradise with you,” he declares, and I can’t help but giggle at the reference to the song. He stares in awe at my body and kisses me from head to toe, savoring every inch. Pulling down my bra, he exposes my nipple, quickly flicking it with his tongue before taking it into his mouth. I am wet instantly.
“Take it off,” I tell him as he reaches around and unhooks my bra, exposing both breasts.
“Absolute perfection.” He smiles as he gives the other breast attention, cupping it with his hand and then sucking hard on my nipple.
“That feels so good, Ethan.” Kissing my stomach, he heads lower. Mike only did this once, so I’m still surprised that Ethan wants to do it so frequently. He reaches my bikini line and places feathery kisses all over. When he bites my thong with his teeth and pulls it down, exposing me, I feel my wetness already drip with anticipation.
He is so hungry for me as he dives into my swollen folds, damp with my excitement. He flicks with his tongue, leaving me wanting more. It feels amazing as his tongue enters me and swirls inside, and then he increases the speed of his twirling and sucking. He massages my clit with his finger, and the rhythm increases, causing me to buck and thrust into his mouth.
“Oh, Ethan,” I scream as my release hits me fiercely, causing me to convulse and shake as I explode into a thousand tiny pieces.
God, it was never like this with Mike. It was more wham bam thank you, ma’am. Being pleasured and adored is what I have been missing.
“Lie down, Mr. Rossi,” I announce as we swap positions. There is a little excitement when I call him Mr. Rossi. The fact he was my business teacher is still amusing, considering there is only a four-year age gap.
“Your voice is sexy when you call me that, Miss Woods.” I push him down on the bed and pull his jeans down. He is already hard and swollen for me when I remove his boxers. I can’t even remember the last time we had this much anticipation during foreplay. Um, never.
I wrap my hand tightly around his cock, gently squeezing as I pleasure him from one end to the other.
His eyes never leave mine as I tease him, then surprise him when my tongue flicks the tip of his cock. I kiss the top, enjoying his smirk. I open my mouth wider as his length enters, and bit by bit, I devour his thick, long cock. I suck and lick as he moans in satisfaction. I rub and massage his balls with my hand while I take his cock all the way in deep and back out, sucking hard.
“Amazing, Sienna,” he moans.
“I want you inside me when you come,” I tell him, and he nods. I don’t waste any time as I am dripping wet with excitement, so I climb on top. All the bad memories are erased and now replaced with magical ones. I take his length inch by inch, and it feels amazing. Our eye contact is so intense, and the connection is surreal.
I slowly ride his cock to savor every inch and sensation, then as I become more turned on, I increase my speed, moaning with every thrust.
“God, you feel sensational, Sienna. I love you more every day,” he tells me, and I grin like a Cheshire cat.
“Were you reading my mind? I was about to say the same thing,” I admit.
“Don’t let me stop you.”
“I love you too, Ethan Rossi. Thank you for showing me real love and adoration,” I say, and a tear rolls down my cheek.
“Oh, Sienna, don’t cry. I will spend forever adoring you,” he tells me. We’ve connected on a new level of closeness, one I never knew I was missing until now. He thrusts slowly, then increases his speed as I moan in satisfaction.
“Ready for hard and fast?” he questions, and I nod. I’m not a so-called prude anymore; I like it a bit rough with my all alpha male man.
“It’s amazing,” I shout as my release builds. I tingle and convulse as it hits me with wave after wave of one hell of an orgasm. I shatter and explode beneath him as his thrusts increase with his own release. Together, we ride the wave into oblivion. Complete and utter perfection.
“Good thing I had the dinner turned off,” he announces, and I laugh. I had actually forgotten about dinner.
That night after we eat, Ethan whispers sweet nothings into my ear until we fall asleep. I am finally safe and content in the arms of someone I love and who loves me in return.
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