Chapter 54:

ELLIE

"You’re way crazier than I thought!" he shouted.

"Get off me!" I demanded, feeling my back sinking into the mud.

I couldn’t see clearly due to the rain and the nighttime darkness, but his expression seemed irritated.

Then he leaned over me, and his lips covered mine, kissing me deeply without letting the weight of his body crush me. I poured all my anger into his lips, pulling his wet hair between my fingers.

Even though I was angry, our kiss somehow became more passionate than wild. My panties were completely soaked, and it wasn’t because of the rain.

When we stopped kissing, we were both panting.

"We’ll probably be banned from this place forever," he said before getting up and then helping me up. "No need to freak out about feeling a bit jealous, Brown."

"Let’s not discuss it," I said through clenched teeth.

"Yes, we are. By the way, it was quite fun seeing your reaction earlier." His lips curled into an arrogant smile.

"You’re an idiot!" I turned away, but he pulled me back against his chest, cupping my face in his hands.

"Don’t worry, I like that you’re possessive about me. I feel the same about you, and there’s nothing wrong with that. We’re both selfish and don’t like to share."

How could he simplify things like that and make everything seem so easy?

"Stop overthinking. Enjoy this. Us, without restrictions and inhibitions. There’s nothing to worry about. When we get home, everything will go back to normal."

I didn’t have a response to that, but I knew it wasn’t that simple.

"Now, let’s head back inside."

"Like this?" I glanced at our dirty, soaked clothes.

"We’ll let them know we’re leaving."

"Want to drive? You’ve been drinking, and it’s raining."

"Would you prefer to stay covered in mud and soaked?"

I shook my head.

"Then let’s go, but first…" He took off his jacket. "Here."

"Thanks. You don’t have to."

Seeing him being kind always unsettled me.

"You do need it; it’s cold, and everyone will see your boobs." He gestured toward my chest.

What? I looked at my white T-shirt. Damn. Besides being dirty, it was now transparent, sticking to my skin. I took the jacket from his hand, noticing that he was still staring at my breasts.

"Stop looking," I muttered, putting on the jacket while he bit his lip.

"I can’t wait to get rid of these clothes, and not just because of the mud." He said with a smile, making me roll my eyes while also making me anxious.

We walked back to the property.

All eyes turned to us when we walked in.

"What the hell happened to you?" Zoe asked with a shocked expression. The same one everyone had.

"Miss Brown thought it was a good idea to push me into the mud."

Of course, he would blame me.

"And like a good gentleman, he pulled me in with him," I said with a good amount of sarcasm.

"Anytime you need it." He forced a smile at me. "Anyway, we’re leaving."

"You should wait for the rain to stop; it’s dangerous," Neil warned, holding Rosie.

"Miss Brown can stay if she wants, but I’m not waiting in this state."

"I’m not staying. Can you pass me my bag? I don’t want to dirty the floor." I looked at Anna. She nodded before getting up.

"I’ll wait in the car," Ethan said, turning his back to me before walking out the door.

Anna approached and handed me my bag.

"Tell me you were having sex and not fighting," she whispered, clearly concerned.

"No. I really pushed him, and he took me with him, but I’m not sure it was exactly a fight."

"God! You’re a danger to each other."

"I guess so."

"Are you really going with him?"

"What options do I have? I can’t stay like this."

"Okay, just be careful on the road, okay?"

"Sure. Bye, love you!"

"Love you too."


During the drive back, I felt the tension increase with each minute. It was hard not to stare at how the wet white T-shirt was clinging to his muscular chest and abs, making me want to stretch out my arm and touch him, at least a million times. Even with my clothes soaked, I felt the heat spreading through my body, maybe it was the wine, but being in a tight space couldn’t help.

I was so aroused that at some point, I almost asked him to pull over so I could ride him. The scent of his cologne on the jacket he had lent me didn't make things any easier, and the skin on his neck looked so inviting. The way his fingers gripped the steering wheel sometimes told me he was as impatient as I was.

When we parked outside the house and got out of the car, he took my hand, leading me upstairs, and only stopped when we entered the bathroom in our room.

He pressed me against the door, his lips moving over mine with urgency as he slid the jacket off my arms, letting it fall to the floor. Then it was the turn of my wet T-shirt. He ripped it off and then his hands landed on each breast, massaging and squeezing, making me moan into his mouth.

His tongue teased mine, taking everything it could, increasing my desire as his hands traveled up my sternum and collarbone, stopping around my neck.

He bit my lower lip before pulling away, panting. It was his turn to remove his own shirt. I ached to put my hands on his chest while he looked at me with a hungry gaze.

"Take off the rest of your clothes." He ordered, turning to the small white bathtub and turning on the water to fill it.

What was he planning? I watched as he removed his shoes, moving on to his pants next. His hands stopped in front of them when his eyes landed on me again.

"Didn’t you hear me?"

I blinked a few times before starting to take off my boots and jeans, covered in mud.

By the time I finished, he was already completely naked in front of me. Making me feel small against his huge body. Moving toward me, he lifted me, holding my ass, and wrapped my legs around his waist.

We both shuddered as his cock brushed against my sex. I closed my eyes, exploring the firm skin of his muscular back with my hands, feeling the pleasure spread through my body with the simple contact. His face buried in my neck.

"Beautiful." He whispered the words against my skin.

Approaching the bathtub, he climbed in.

It seemed like a bad idea. It was too small for both of us. Sitting with me on his lap, he bent his knees slightly to get comfortable. The water was warm, but it still hadn’t filled up enough.

One of his hands rested behind my neck, and the other slid between my legs. Oh my God. I closed my eyes feeling his fingers massaging my clitoris.

"Just us." I felt his lips above my breasts, kissing and licking between each whispered word against my skin. "No limits. No inhibitions. My body, my fingers, and my cock are yours, use them as you want." He said, driving me crazy.

My body was begging as his fingers slid inside me. Grabbing his shoulders, I started moving against him, riding him while moaning. His lips closed around my breast, sucking my nipple hard. But it wasn’t enough; I wanted more, wanted the familiar pain of him filling me completely.

Stopping my movements, I reached for his cock, moving my fingers around it. He groaned through his teeth before whispering.

"Greedy girl."

Pulling me closer, he adjusted his cock at my entrance and forced my hips down, making me take him all at once. I moaned loudly as he sank into me.

"We’re alone, I want to hear you scream for me."

We both lost ourselves as I started moving on him. Moaning and screaming every time he went deeper than I could handle. I became desperate, with the need growing inside me.

Seeing his face and hearing him curse and moan my name brought me closer to the edge. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving faster and faster. His hand slid between our bodies, finding my clitoris and pressing skillfully, making my self-control disappear.

Driven by need, I kept moving as my legs trembled and the pleasure reached my bones. I only stopped when we both came together, panting and dazed, experiencing a state of ecstasy. The delicious feeling of being out of myself, caused by the pleasure.

Before we went back to the bedroom, we spent some time in the bathtub, finishing our bath. Ethan helped me wash my hair and took advantage a bit, rubbing soap over my body. I made sure to return the favor, giving him another erection.

With a towel around my body and another in my hair, I lay on the bed. Feeling something like fulfillment. Completely relaxed.

Ethan was looking for something in his bag, with a towel around his waist. He approached the bed, looking incredibly sexy, then I noticed the belt in his hands, which left me confused.

"Give me your hands. Then spread your legs." He ordered.

"What?"

"I promised I’d suck you until we were both satisfied."

Oh God! How could he say such things without any filter?

"Are you not tired?"

"You tortured me all day with those jeans. We’re just getting started, baby. Now, come here."

Smiling, I crawled toward him, stopping on my knees in front of him and stretching out my arms.