Thirteen

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Venus Cavannaugh

The door bell rang distracting me from what I was doing. I stood up from the bed and walked out of the room moving towards the front door.

'Who could be at the door so late at this hour?'. I wondered.

My heart began to race, speeding up and I began to panic inside of me. This time the person knocked again startling me. Slowly,I unlocked the door and turned the knob opening the door to see who was outside.

Relief washed over me as soon as I realized that it was Ethan knocking. Its almost been a week since I'd last saw him. The temptation of having to check up on him, to call and ask how he is faring was dimming on me. A part of me was happy and joyous to once again see him.

Without even thinking, I hugged him and buried my face into his neck to inhale his usual musky male scent without realizing what i was doing. Whenever he was around he always made me feel safe and secure, assuring me that he would never stray away from me.

He in turn held me firmly in his embrace wrapping his strong muscular arms around my waist and sniffing my hair.

I was so greatful for my answered prayers that tears leaked from my eyes but I held it back. I immediately came back to my senses and withdraw from his arms.

I brushed my hair back and looked up at him.
"I thought you never wanted to see my again". I said feeling hurt and neglected.

He swallowed deeply, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down visibly as he ran his hand through his hair nervously.

"I thought you never want to see me again". He said solemnly sad.

I thought back to the last time we encountered when I asked him to leave.

"You know I didn't mean that you just disappear like that". I countered. "Didn't you know that I missed you". I said truthfully.

His face showed that he was genuinely pleased with what I had just said. Heat rushed to my face forming a huge blush on my cheeks thankfully my hair was covering it away from his sight.

"Would you like to come in?".

"Yeah sure". He smiled stepping into the house as I ushered him in.

"Do you want to drink anything?". I asked noticing that his breath smelt of beer.

"No thanks anyway I just had a few rounds of beer with my sister". He clarified causing me to get surprised.

"I've never heard you talk about your family before you know?".

He chuckled lightly before answering.

"I do love my family but at times they can be overwhelmingly insistent. I have two sisters, I'm the only boy and second child". He said smiling proudly.

That's really sweet of him to talk about his family, he speaks of them passionately with love. I smiled back at him. I looked up at the time and saw that it was almost midnight. I became worried for his safety at this time of the night even though it was New York for God sake. An idea came to me.

"Umm Ethan seeing as its late already would you like to spend the night here?". I asked apprehensively.

He rubbed his jaw in thought before he spoke.
"Sure if you're okay with it". He replied.

I smiled to myself pleased with his answer.

"Let me go prepare the guest room". I stood up and walked upstairs into the guest bedroom. After a few minutes of putting things in place, I left to call Ethan to the room.

I entered to see a tired Ethan asleep on the sofa with his head backwards.
I licked my lower lip and walked up to him tenaciously slow, my breathing turned to short pants. I came to his front of where he was sitting and knelt down in between his open legs. I gulped down all moisture in my mouth nervously and stretched my fingers to his face uncertainly.

I reached up and lightly brushed the bangs out of his eyes and forehead. I brushed my fingers lightly on his cheeks feeling the growth of hairs on his skin. My gaze wandered down to his lips and I remembered its feel against mine. Once again I licked my lips tentatively and ran my thumb across his lips savoring its feel.

The temptation of leaning in and kissing him arose in my gut causing it to churn making me feel uneasy.

One part of my mind telling me that I shouldn't give a heck and just kiss him without thinking and another part was ringing loudly, warning me, blaring its horns against taking such move.

But I can't help myself , I'm neck deep into these feelings and I'm drowning hopelessly in love for another man that isn't my husband.

But what is a little kiss going to do?

I mean just a simple kiss to get him out of my system.

But I shouldn't!!

Oh my God!!! What is wrong with me?!

Venus get this thoughts out of your mind , you're a married woman.

I retracted my hands from his lips, as I was about to stand up I stumbled slightly making me hit Ethan by mistake.

Out of the blue, he grabbed my hand that was holding onto him for support and he dragged me on top of his laps gripping my waist tightly while I clutched his shoulders for my dear life. He looked up to me with wide eyes and as soon as he recognized me he loosened his grip on me.

"Venus what are you doing? You scared me". He asked me while I was still on his laps.

I took in a deep breath still alarmed by what just happened.

"I.....umm.....just....ehm". I was lost for words, I just turned and looked at him and he stared back at me.

We were still for a moment just looking at each other then his gaze darted down to my lips and mine went to his too. We were panting shallowly studying, calculating and waiting patiently for who would make the first move.

But I stood up from his laps not looking at his face.

" Your room is ready".

"Okay". He replied following me upstairs to the guest bedroom.

" There's an extra toothbrush for you and some blankets for you. There Is a sweat pant just for tonight. Goodnight Ethan". I said leaving the room away from his heated gaze piercing through my already hot and wanting skin. I got to the safety confines of my room and locked the door breathing in deeply to assess my inner lustful self. I got to the bed and immediately feel asleep with an erotic dream involving me, Ethan and a hot, steamy, wild and mind blowing sex.

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Sorry for the extremely late update, I've been lazy in typing, I think?

Happy Independence my fellow Nigerians.

I've actually been thinking about changing the name of the book and the cover photo so if there's any suggestions I'm open guys.

Here's to this chapter, enjoy.

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