HIS CONTRACT MARRIAGE. (Contract Marriage Series Book 1 Part One) |Completed|✔️

SHE IS PERFECT 12

Since they needed to arrive early for their meeting, Ethan was waiting for Emma to accompany him. His outfit consisted of a brown custom shoe and a grey custom suit. He has well-groomed hair.

If everything goes according to plan, today will be Ethan's biggest deal signing.

Ethan's patience was wearing thin a few minutes later. Emma descended the stairs wearing an evening gown adorned with a silver multicoloured beaded feather bottom. With a sheer bodice that fits well. V-neckline and low V-back. A mermaid-shaped end and floor length.

With her silver seven-inch heels and clutch. She descended the stairs while supporting herself with the bannister. She has side-slanted, wavy hair that bounces with every step and cascades down her back.

Ethan could not stop staring at the beauty in front of him. Everyone in the hall was taken aback by her beauty. She approached him with a stunning smile. "Shall we?" She said.

He held out his hand. She locked her fingers in his and walked out of the mansion while his gaze remained fixed on her.

His legal team, including Liam, had been spotted in one of the cars outside. Zack opened the back seat door for the couple, and Ethan assisted his wife in getting settled in. He sat beside her. The convoy left the Mansion after the door was slammed shut.

They reached Ethan's Yacht's docking marina. Due to Emma's heels, Ethan assisted her in climbing the yacht, and other people joined them. And they set sail for the private island.

Ethan needed some alone time with his wife, so he and Emma were sitting up on the main deck. His hands were wandering all over her body, and his sudden, frightening sexual craving was uncontrollable. Especially now that she is looking so beautiful.

Emma was able to breathe. "Do you own this yacht?" She asked.

Ethan laughed at the question. Her heartbeat quickened as she sat on his thighs after he spread his legs apart and drew her to him.

"Yes. It's mine," He replied.

"So, what other surprises can I anticipate?" She blushed as she asked.

"A lot," And he smiled.

Holding her clutch in one hand, he rose and escorted her to his opulent cabin on the deck.

The door opened after he punched in a security code, revealing a stunning room that exuded elegance and roominess.

Emma was so engrossed in the beauty of the room that she was trying to feed her eyes. However, Ethan, who had been occupied with taking off his clothes, blocked her view by kissing her. Her dress dropped when he unzipped it. Emma was shy in front of him after being exposed to him.

She was wearing a dress with a built-in bra. A black lacy thong was all that was on her at the moment.

Ethan's POV

After lowering Emma's gown. I was lost. She is so perfect. Now I was going crazy.  My ideas are running wild. All I want to do is feast on her body.

I am curious as to why a twenty-seven-year-old single mother is shy. She could not look me in the eyes. I, on the other hand. I feasted my eyes on her beautiful figure and curves.

Her full breasts demanded attention. My already erect manhood was now excruciatingly hard as my hands landed on her breast globes, pleading with me to fuck her without reason.

I adored her breasts by squeezing, kissing, and pinching the hard pink nipples. I picked her up in a bridal style and gently dropped her on the bed, then climbed and sat between her legs.

My lips moved against her soft ones, demanding entry into her mouth. Without a fight, she gave me access, and I devoured her mouth. She groaned into my mouth. She tastes delicious and smells like vanilla.

I noticed she was nervous, and she kept closing her eyes, which concerned me. I lay beside her, cupping her breasts. She moaned, and I enjoyed the sound of it. Her eyes stayed closed. So, I called her.

"Emma. Open your eyes and look at me," she shook her head. This time, she had her two palms over her eyes. Then I knew she was shy.

"Emma. I want you to look at me. Please,"

Then she did. I noticed how sexy she looked at me, and she was also blushing. I smiled as I kissed her again. So I took things slowly. I took her into my arms and we cuddled.

I loved everything about her. She is beautiful and seductive. Most importantly, she turns me on every time I look at her.

I started kissing her again. This time. I did not stop. I kissed her on the neck. She moaned. It piqued my interest repeatedly. I kissed her more and squeezed her breast. I replaced my hand with my mouth and sucked on one of the breasts.

"Hmmmmm," she moaned again. This time, she was very loud. And it drove me insane. I appreciate that she is responding positively to my touch.

I was lost when she abruptly ran her finger through my hair. I keep sucking further on her breast. Moving back and forth between them as my hands began to explore her body. Then, just before my hands struck her centre. She grabbed my hand.

"What?" I asked. She was foolishly wet when I pressed my hand into her hairless folds. She is so wet, and I want to fuck her right away. I just can not wait any longer. She is simply perfect.

"Please stop," she requested.

"I can't," I confessed quietly. I was too hard to stop. I want her so much that I can't get myself to stop.

Then she cupped my face. "Please, I cannot do this right now. I am sorry," her mesmerizing hazel eyes are bringing me to my knees. God, I just want to bury my cock inside her and be the reason she cries.

She kissed me and pleaded for me to stop. So I lovingly asked her.

"Can you give me a compelling reason to stop?" I was surprised to see tears fall down her cheeks.

"Because... I. I have never done this before," she stuttered.

I sat up, not trusting a word she said.

"How?" I asked with a scowl.

She sat up and hugged me as well. I felt something. I don't know. However, she is unlike any other woman I have ever had.

And then she said, "Please, do not be angry with me,"

She could tell I was angry. And I still do. So I pulled back from the hug. I lifted her chin and kissed her. I asked her why she was doing this to me.

"Emma. I like you. I understand that it may sound funny to you right now. But, I mean it. I want you right now," I told to her.

I can not believe what I just said. What is this woman doing to me? This is starting to get crazy.

"I know. I feel the same way as you. But I am serious when I say I have never done this before. I do not blame you for not believing it. But that is the truth,"

"Are you telling me you are a virgin?" I snorted, unable to believe what I had just said.

"Yes, I am, Ethan!"

We are both sitting on the bed, legs crossed and facing each other.

"Let us say I believe you. What about Elizabeth?" I asked

She exhaled. "Elizabeth is not my daughter. I didn't give birth to her. She is my niece, Ethan,"