"Check it out, Ethan," Alex murmured, his cock jutting prominently against his pants, "It's all for you, baby. Can you feel the heat?" His voice was low, thick with lust, and the way he said it made me want to melt into a puddle at his feet.
"You're so fucking presumptuous," I retorted, trying to sound more indignant than turned on. "I'm not some trophy cock-sleeve you can claim whenever you're in the mood."
"Mmm, but you are, though." Alex's fingers trailed along my jaw, the roughness sending sparks through me. He caged me against the wall, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Your body's begging for it, and I know it. You can't resist this." His hips ground into me, and I could feel his hardness through the layers of fabric.
"I'm not just a hole for you to fill whenever you're desperate," I protested, my voice betraying me with a tremble as his cock grew more insistent.
"But that's the best part," he whispered, his breath hot on my neck, "you're mine to use, to fill, to claim." His hands slid down to my waist, the promise of his possession in every touch.
My throat constricted as I took in the raw hunger on his face.
"You know you want it," he groaned, "Just admit it." His hips thrust again, and I couldn't hold back the whimper that escaped my lips.
I swallowed hard, my body already betraying my words.
Ethan Cole lives on the fringes-a rebellious artist in a city that turns love into a formula and passion into just another line on a checklist. He's perfected the art of pushing people away, believing no one can handle his sharp edges and sarcastic armor.
Alex knight is everything Ethan is not: polished, controlled, and seemingly untouchable, yet there's an unmistakable tension simmering beneath his composed exterior.
In a society where love has been stripped of its fire, Ethan and Alex are playing with something dangerous-something real, uncontainable, and alive.
ETHAN COLE
ALEX KNIGHT
[COMPLETED]
"Please...stop!" My words came out in a gasp as I was flung on the bed roughly. I scrambled back, trying frantically to blink back unwanted tears as the man before me jerked his tie off roughly and advanced menacingly.
"Do you know how much I've craved your delectable body all day, my little flower?" I cried out as he ripped the loosely fitted boxer shorts right off my trembling frame, sending my hands flying to conceal the vital area that I never wanted anyone to ever touch me at again.
But it was pointless to hide.
And an exact replica of what had happened the past few weeks occurred once more. I was taken roughly.
Again, and again, and again.
*Completed Nov 2016