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I sighed, realizing it would be difficult to reach him in this state. I moved closer, sitting down beside him. “How long have you been home?”
“Since yesterday,” he said, shrugging, sounding so tired and distant, and intensifying my concerns. “Olivia, I’m just trying to?—”
“Shh,” I interjected, placing a finger on his lips. I didn’t know what he was about to say, but I wasn’t going to sit back and listen to him trying to push me away again. He squinted at me. “Why don’t I make you feel better?”
“Y-you—” He stuttered, interrupted by my lips against his.
I stood up, straddling him, and rested my hand on his shoulders. Ethan’s hand lightly settled on my waist, but he didn’t pull me close like he usually did. All he did was part his lips, deepening our kiss.
Moaning softly, I gradually pulled away from our embrace, trailing kisses down his neck and chest. A low groan escaped him as I ran my tongue along his shoulder blade, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body from the intoxicating thoughts that threatened to consume me. I reminded myself to remain in control and pleasure Ethan as much as I could.
My hands explored every inch of his body, leaving no inch untouched. I continued showering him with kisses, worshipping his body like a sacred temple. Moving downward, I got off and knelt in front of him, my hand reaching the fly of his pants.
Ethan looked puzzled as I got onto my knees before him, but it didn’t take long before he figured out my intentions. I smiled up at him as I undid his fly and slowly pulled down his pants. A grin filled my face as I stared at his briefs, loving the sight of his impressive bulge. It made me feel desired to know that I could still elicit such a response from him, despite his troubled state. Biting my lip, I reached for the waistband of his briefs, but Ethan’s hand stopped me.
I stared up at him to find a mix of confusion and conflict in his gaze. I leaned over and kissed his hand, before slowly removing it from mine.
With a slow, deliberate motion,I lowered his briefs, my eyes falling on his cock. Oh, I loved this. Carefully, I gently wrapped my hands around his erection, feeling an electrical current surge through me at the touch of our skin.
Keeping myself composed and needs in check, I worked my hands down his length, delicately stroking up and down. The sound of Ethan’s husky groan overwhelmed me, igniting a powerful wave of arousal. With a finger, I circled the tip of his cock, feeling the wet silkiness of his pre-cum before leaning over and taking him into my mouth. The taste of him was thrilling, awakening my most primal needs.
Ethan palmed the back of my neck, tightening as he let out a moan of pleasure. I skillfully worked my tongue around him, while using my hands to stroke the rest of his shaft. His grip grew firmer and his deep groans resonated throughout the room, sending spirals of shivers down my body.
I intended to continue, but Ethan’s hand on my neck lifted me up slowly. I stared into his hooded eyes, sensing a plea within them. I stood up, pushing him onto the bed, straddling him as I discarded my dress. Both my underwear and dress disappeared swiftly, and I sank onto him, taking him inside me.
“Oh!” I gasped, placing my hands flat against his chest as I slowly rode him, increasing the pace with every stroke.
Ethan’s hand gently curled around my waist, not as demanding as usual but nonetheless aiding my movements. His breaths increased with every deep thrust, harmonizing with my moans. I quickened the pace, riding him faster and faster as the pleasures surged from deep within me. My eyes fell closed as I cried out his name. I felt my lower stomach tighten, suggesting that my orgasm was imminent. And hearing Ethan’s deepmoans, I knew he was about to come as well, so I surrendered to it all, allowing my orgasm to take the better of me.
Lost in the realm of ecstasy, I was carried away by the continuous release of Ethan’s warm essence inside me. As I finally calmed down, I collapsed onto his chest, breathing heavily, and waiting for the aftershocks to subside.
I remained where I was, lying on Ethan, focusing on calming my quivering body after the heady orgasm. Once my body had settled enough and I felt Ethan’s breathing even out, I raised my head, smiling down at him. The smile quickly faded when I realized Ethan didn’t share the same joyful expression.
My main focus had been to take his mind off what was eating him up, but it was evident his mind was preoccupied. I couldn’t simply ignore this. I pushed myself off him, sat up, and brushed the hair out of my face.
“I think we need to talk about what’s bothering you,” I said, finally accepting that sex wouldn’t solve everything.
Ethan sat up, looking disgruntled. Instead of giving me an answer, he got off the bed and hastily donned his pants, totally ignoring me.
“Ethan,” I called after him, wrapping the blanket around my body as I followed him. He picked up an almost empty bottle of alcohol and downed its contents. Having had enough of his behavior, I snatched the bottle out of his hand. “You can’t keep ignoring me and drowning yourself in alcohol.”
“Well, what am I supposed to do?” he snapped, looking very frustrated. “I’m trying to think logically, but you now only confuse me further.”
“I don’t understand why this is so difficult for you that you have to overthink it so much and treat yourself this way,” I said, struggling to contain my own frustrations.
“I suddenly have a son, and I still don’t know how to handle this information,” he exclaimed, throwing his hand up in the air.
“That shouldn’t be so hard, Ethan,” I said, placing the bottle on the table. “It’s quite simple. You need to get to know your son and be a part of his life because you’re his father.”
“It’s not that simple. What about you? And your feelings?” Ethan ran a hand through his hair.
My heart swelled with emotion at his concern for my feelings.
“Well, I don’t have any issues.” I stepped closer to him and rested my hand on his tense arms. “I would also need to get to know him since I’m a part of your life, and he’s your son.”
Ethan shrugged my hand off and started pacing back and forth. I felt hurt by his actions and remained rooted where I was, watching him uneasily. And just when I thought I couldn’t be hurt anymore, he said, “And Jessica? She’s his mother and Parker deserves to have both his parents.”
“W-what?” I stammered, unable to comprehend his words. “Are you going back to her?”
