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I moan, my body arching as he moves inside me, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy with an intensity that leaves me breathless. His hands roam over my body, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples as he continues to make love to me.
I'm in a state of pure bliss. I never knew it could be like this.
Sensual and raw.
Pure and dirty.
Me, giving myself fully to Ethan.
His slow, deliberate strokes fill me with a deep sense of connection and intimacy. Each thrust sends shivers down my spine, and I can't help but moan softly with each movement.
His eyes lock onto mine, and I can see the raw emotion on his face. It's as if we're sharing something sacred, something that goes beyond the physical.
My inner thoughts are swirling with a jumble of emotions. As Ethan's pace picks up, so does the intensity. His hips thrust harder and faster, and I can feel his cock grazing against my most sensitive spots.
I'm so close to the edge. I dig my fingers into his shoulder, holding on tight. My breath quickens, and I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer, urging him to go deeper.
His hands grip my hips, guiding our movements as we lose ourselves in each other. I'm on the brink of ecstasy, and I know that it won't be long before I explode.
“Babe, I'm… ahhh…” A wave of pleasure washes over me, and I cry out in ecstasy as I climax.
Ethan continues to thrust into me, his own release not far behind. His fingers dig into my flesh, and he drives so deep I scream his name. I feel the warmth of his cum filling me.
We collapse onto the rug, panting heavily.
But as the adrenaline fades and reality sets in, I'm reminded of the turmoil that still lies ahead. Brandon and Dexter are still out there, and I know that we're far from out of the woods.
Ethan gathers me to his chest, and I kiss his warm skin.
“Kristine, I'll protect you and get your son back,” he promises me again before covering us with a throw blanket.
“I know.” I believe him. Not only do I love him, beyond everything, I trust him.
I trust that Ethan will find a way to pull me out of this nightmare. He will keep Asher and me both safe. For the first time, I have someone on my team.
“And Kristine,” he tips my head up, “I love you too.”
I've cried over my divorce, the heartache experienced by my child, and the uncertainty of what the future holds. But hearing those words brings on a fresh wave of tears that cleanse my soul.
I love Ethan and he loves me. Now, to bring my baby home.
As we drift off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms, I can't help but feel a sense of hope. Too bad it doesn't last long.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ETHAN
The senseof time running out presses on me like the crush of bodies on the dance floor below. In the security room turned war council, I stand with my partners—Jackson, Damien, Landon, and Andres—gathered around a nest of screens that lay bare every corner of Club Allure.
Two years ago, we decided to shift our business model from a regular NYC club to a higher-end luxury experience. We're moving slowly to manage our expenses and to build a loyal following. The goal is to turn Club Allure into a members-only establishment, but it will never happen if people like Dexter Whitmore have anything to say about it.
Our business is under siege, which sets a silent alarm throbbing in my veins. Dexter went so far as to blackmail Kristine into drugging an elected official at one of our private events hosted in our club. He doesn't just see us as competition. He sees us as a threat that requires elimination.
“The situation's more twisted than we thought,” I start, voice steady as steel despite the storm brewing inside. “Dexter's not just after Kristine—he's gunning for all of us.”
Damien's jaw tightens, a ripple of muscle beneath stubble. “Brandon's got political pull. If he's backing Dexter...”
“They could bury us with red tape until we choke,” Jackson finishes, his eyes cold as the bourbon in his untouched glass.
