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Chapter 1
Mirabel
Ethan’swarm,muscularchestpressed against my back. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close, almost crushing me. His heart pounded in rhythm with mine.
He held me as though his life depended on us being attached, skin on skin. But how the hell was I meant to sleep with that huge erection poking my arse?
His breath tickled my neck, while his roaming fingers settled against my stomach before sliding down my back and making me tremble. As a wave of lust washed over me, I didn’t want him to stop. Melting with desire, I sighed silently under his feathery caresses. An overwhelming ache screamed for his earlier hungry groping.
A thin piece of fabric was all that lay between us. I’d worn a T-shirt to bed, while he was naked. And now I could feel every inch of him. Arousal shivered down to my core. I was at the mercy of my hormones, and they knew exactly how they wanted this to end.
This was not meant to happen.How did it get this far?
I could barely think straight with his body spooning into mine and his teasing touches sizzling my skin. This was a friend in need, I had to remind myself, not that filthy-rich playboy I enjoyed poking fun at.
But would a friend in need have such a raging hard-on? And why did I forget to wear panties?
His warm breath on my neck made my flesh tingle. I could barely breathe in anticipation of what he might do to me.
How will this end? Me asleep? Or him asleep, and me playing with myself? Or me turning around and rubbing myself against him? Or me sucking him off?
I was meant to hate him—the womanising heartbreaker, too gorgeous for his own good. But so many hot, sexy thoughts crushed my sanity as a deep, throbbing ache fired between my legs.
“Am I keeping you awake?” His rasp shot hot air into my ear.
I nearly laughed.No, of course not. I always fall asleep with a throbbing dick poking at my bum.
“Um. Well…” was my only response.
“It’s not easy to sleep with all these curves rubbing against me. Hell, Mirabel, you’re so fucking voluptuous. Almost to a fault.”
“To a fault? You mean I’m overweight?” I had to ask. My ego remained strong as always.
“No. Just that you’ve got…” He ran his hands over my heavy breasts, and the lips of my slit palpitated in synch with my heartbeat. “Great tits. Full, soft, and real. You’re a wet dream come true.”
“And here I was thinking it was my raw creative talent, as you so eloquently put it, that had attracted you.”
“Your song moved me to tears, whereas your body is turning my balls blue. I want to fuck you until I forget my name and hear you screaming mine.”
I’d already forgotten my name.
His fingers slid over my legs and under my T-shirt to my naked arse. He released a heavy breath, and his dick twitched again. His teasing fingers left trails of sparks, leaving me breathless. His warm hand massaged my butt cheeks, so close to my vagina, it virtually wept. He spanked my arse gently then again with a little more force. But hotter. Sexier.
“You forgot your panties. Now I’m really going to have to fuck you.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. We’d always played little games. When we were kids, it was hidey around Chatting Wood. When we were teenagers, it was flirty, teenage-angsty games like the one that had led tothatkiss. Now that we were adults, Ethan was spanking me.
“I’m wearing something.”
He massaged my butt, and his finger hovered tantalisingly close to my swollen, engorged slit. Anticipation trapped air in my lungs.
“You feel fucking hot.” He rubbed himself against me, and I gulped. My mouth went dry, and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.
“Do you mind me doing this?” he asked.
A sticky “No” barely made it out of my mouth.
He fondled my breasts and released a groan.
