Chapter 294 A Sudden Storm


    "What do you think?" J asked timidly.


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    If she had to be honest, she wasn''t really confident about the painting. Thest time she had


    painted with nature as the subject was when she was still a student. She had been drawing fashion


    designs so much that she had started to feel the rest of her drawing repertoire slipping. As for what


    she had just made, she''d just pulled it mostly out of her imagination. J wasn''t sure if Ethan


    would like it; it certainly looked t to her.


    Ethan''s face was unreadable as he reached out to run his fingers across the drawing board. For


    one long moment, he said nothing and just stared at it.


    J grew flustered soon enough. She tugged at his sleeve, her lips pursed. "Ethan, is everything


    okay?"


    Instead of answering her, he just bent down and kissed her again.


    J was so nervous that her palms were sticky with sweat, but she still grabbed his shirt and


    pulled him close. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall into his passionate assault, even


    as her heart thundered inside her chest.


    Their kiss deepened, their tongues dancing wildly against each other. The sound of the crashing


    waves faded into the background, and all they could hear was theirbored breathing and the


    asional moan of pleasure.


    "Wait, Ethan," J panted as she pulled back and turned her head sideways to avoid another kiss.


    "You haven''t said anything about my painting yet." Her face was flushed, and her lips were swollen.


    Undeterred, Ethan pressed a soft kiss on her cheek and pressed her slender waist against his body.


    He gave the drawing board a short, tender nce before trailing more kisses down her throat.


    His lips wandered to the back of her ear. "It''s good, babe," he whispered, his voice tight. "It looks


    really good. There, can I do it now?" Ethan was burning with desire.


    J finally looked up at him, only to lower her eyes again. Her mind was slowly turning into mush.


    She didn''t even know what to say. The truth was that she wanted him just as much as he wanted


    her, if not more.


    Ethan''s eyes darkened. Before she could utter a word, he swooped down and mischievously licked


    her lips, nipping and sucking the soft flesh between her teeth.


    Soon enough, neither could contain their raging lust any longer.


    Ethan picked J up and carried her into the tent.


    The next thing she knew, he had already set her down on the thick bedding, trapping her with his


    large frame.


    He rubbed his body against hers, eliciting a slow moan that sent currents running down his veins.


    Ethan kissed her gently on the neck, prompting


    J to grab his cor in a death grip. For some reason, that single, innocent kiss was more


    profound than the more torrid ones they had just shared. Her long legs instinctively wrapped around


    his waist. The air inside the tent grew hot and heavy.


    "Ethan..." J trembled, all at once excited and scared. She could feel every inch of his hands as


    they roamed her body, and wherever they touched, her skin ignited.


    "I''m here," Ethan rasped. With one swift movement, he sat back on his hunches and took his shirt


    off, revealing his broad chest. He looked like a beast raring to devour its prey.


    A drop of sweat fell from his hair and slid down his toned abs before disappearing under his


    trousers.


    J closed her eyes in anticipation. She heard the sound of a zipper ripping open, and then finally,


    she felt it—hot, hard, and pulsating, pressing against her pelvis.


    Just when they were about to get to the best part, there was a bright sh of light, followed by the


    cracking sound of thunder. Heavy rain began pouring in the next second, beating down on the tent


    and causing its roof to cave in slightly.


    Ethan propped himself up on his elbow and swept the tent''s curtain aside. When he saw the storm


    raging outside, his eyes narrowed dangerously.


    He had made sure to check the weather forecast before they had evene here. Apparently, the


    sea was so capricious that the weather in nearby areas could never be predicted for certain.


    The thought had barely crossed his mind when the winds suddenly picked up. They blew violently


    against the tent, while the heavy rain kept pelting its thin fabric. It might be a high-end product of


    excellent quality, but it stood no chance against a tempest by the sea. Even now, the damn thing


    was shaking around them.