A young woman gives her heart and her first night to a man she trusts, only to be dismissed as nothing more than practice. As she tries to rebuild her sense of self, the truth of what he really wanted from her begins to surface, forcing her to decide whether love is worth the risk again.
I pouted cutely, tilting my head like a spoiled girlfriend. Ethan turned to me with a charming smile and leaned down to kiss my forehead. Just practicing my spoken Italian, baby. You know I have that big meeting with the Italian partners next month. Ethan turned to me with a charming smile and leaned down to kiss my forehead.
Were you retired after he plucked your so hard moss night? Did it feel nice, baby? Did you like how rough I was? I smiled shyly, playing along perfectly.
Ethan wrapped an arm around me, his lips brushing against my cheek as if he actually Before my emotions completely shattered, I forced a weak smile and mumbled shakily. I need to use the bathroom for a moment. I shot to my feet, my legs trembling.
Ethan chuckled lowly, his voice still husky with satisfaction. He reached out and caught my wrist, pulling me back slightly. Slow down, baby. No need to rush. He leaned in closer, lips grazing my ear as he whispered teasingly.
Your legs are still so soft and weak from earlier. Wouldn't want you to fall because of me.