Chapter 197


    J stared as the blinds slowly closed, her eyes wide. Shey on the bed, stiff as a board.


    There was a rustling sound as Ethan lifted the covers and joined her. He braced himself on one elbow


    and straddled her thighs with his long, muscr leg. His fingers stroked her hair and syed them


    across the pillow. “Are you asleep?”


    Ethan’s hand slowly crept around her waist, then down the front of her leg. He clicked his tongue


    yfully. “How are you mping your legs so tightly when you’re already fast asleep?”


    His words only made J press her thighs even more tightly together, preventing him from doing what


    he wanted.


    “If you keep this up, I’m going to slide my fingers in. You know you can’t stop me.” Ethan’s voice was


    low and dangerous. He blew lightly on her ear before pressing his lips against the sensitive skin.


    “No—” J blurted out before she could stop herself. “Ethan…” She bit her lower lip to keep it from


    trembling. He was frightening her.


    She hadn’t missed the massive bulge of his crotch back when they had taken a shower together


    before.


    “Aren’t you going to say something else, hmm?” Ethan whispered to her now, his hot breath drifting


    over to her nape. The scent of their body wash lingered in the air.


    When J didn’t answer right away, he pressed closer against her until his broad chest covered the


    width of her back.


    Ethan gave her thigh a squeeze before diverting his attention to her shoulders. There, he caressed her


    skin with feather-light touches before tugging the strap of her night gown off. He could feel her shiver


    as it raced down her spine.


    He leaned over and licked the curve of her neck. When she still didn’t turn around, Ethan finally rolled


    her over to face him. “Are you crying? Are you so afraid of me that you would cry? Weren’t you the one


    who asked me to take you to bed before?”


    J sniffed. It was true that she was a little frightened because she heard that the first time would


    always hurt, but she knew she also wanted him.


    “Why are wasting your time talking nonsense? It’s not like I’m resisting…” She averted her gaze as she


    spoke, embarrassed at how ridiculous she was acting.


    Ethan chuckled softly. He perfectly understood what she meant.


    He pinched her cheek and kissed her—gently and with affection. It was a kiss of reassurance.


    When he pulled back, he asked, “Are you still scared?”


    J shook her head, her cheeks burning as Ethan grinned. “In that case, let’s kiss for a while, shall


    we?”


    He took her face in both hands and swooped in for another, longer kiss.


    J loved his kisses. Her arms instinctively snaked around his neck to bring him closer. In the next


    second, however, she flinched and pushed against his shoulders. “Ethan! Leave my belly alone, I’m


    ticklish!”


    Ethanughed and gave her another peck. He was done ying now. He loomed over her, trapping her


    between his powerful legs.


    She had stoked the fire of his desire, and he could no longer contain it.


    He made quick work of discarding his pajama bottoms. “I can put it in, right?”N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    Even as he asked, he was already grinding his groin against hers. J bit her lower lip, hesitating.


    He took advantage of the pause and took off his pajama top. “We have nothing better to do for the rest


    of the night. We might as well… Right?”


    J had no reason to refuse, of course. They had finally cleared up their misunderstandings, so there


    was no point in holding back. “Hmm,” she nodded.


    Her voice was quiet and timid, but Ethan heard it. He needed no further encouragement.


    With one swift motion, he pushed her night gown up to reveal her plump breasts. J felt a hotness


    rush toward her thighs, and her pulse quickened in anticipation. Ethan could tell with that she was


    ready for him. He reached for the night stand and fumbled around the first drawer.


    He had bought a box of condoms shortly after confessing his affections for J. Little had he known


    then that he wouldn’t have any use for them until now.


    Just as he was finally able to find the prized box, his phone began to buzz on the night stand.


    Ethan growled. He had already been thwarted by a phone call once; he wasn’t keen on letting it


    happen again. He grabbed the device, fully intending to hang up and turn it off altogether.


    “Who is it?” J asked. Curious, she sat up and peeked over his shoulder. She nced at his phone


    and saw the caller ID disyed on the screen. “Charis Turner”. A woman’s name.