"Is my bitch of an ex wife here too?"

I could feel Ethan's body coil like a spring, ready to explode, so I threw my arms around him. "Please, don't," I begged into his back. I'd seen first hand what he could do with his fist when he was fighting his friend in the ring at Cal's and I was afraid he'd kill the smug man in front of us - whether he deserved it or not.

Ethan pointed his finger at Frank, shaking me off. "You speak about her like that again and you're fucking dead. You hear me?"

Frank either had a death wish, or thought he was invincible. Probably the latter. He smiled, taking a long pull from his glass. "Go ahead, it wouldn't be the first time you've spent time behind bars for assault, would it?" He swirled the liquid around. "And my fathers not around to protect you anymore."

Ethan gritted his teeth. "That's real rich coming from a wife beater."

Oh my god. Elizabeth. That bastard!

I stepped away from the paneled wall, beside Ethan who was shaking with anger.

Franks eyes shifted to me. Taking my measure.
"She looks like a nice girl. Does she know -"

"Ethan, take Eve home." My dad walked up from behind us, putting himself between me and the snake of a man who was Ethan's dad. "I already sent your mom to the car, we don't need to be here for this bullshit. And you-" he pointed at Frank, just like Ethan had done moments before. "I know all about you, you piece of shit. If you lay a finger on anyone in my family, Ethan won't have to get his hands dirty, because I'll kill you myself."

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The gathering crowd parted like the Red Sea as the three of us strolled through at a clipped pace. Ethan pulled me along, his head held high, like he owned the place... something about the argument a couple seconds ago made me think that just might be true.

My dads nose was turned up at them too as he wrenched the door open for us. We stepped through, continuing down the steps until we hit the old-fashioned pebbled driveway.

"Dad." He stopped, turning to face me, eyes wild.

I pulled out of Ethan's grasp and stepped up to him. "Thank you," I said, putting my arms around him. Hugging him for the first time in my memory. I had my reasons to be angry with him, but they didn't seem to match the man in front of me.

He finally put his arms around me and squeezed me back. "Come see me soon? I think we have some stuff to talk about."

I stepped back, wiping an escaped tear. "Ok."

Ethan pulled me back to him, rubbing my shoulder. "Tell my mom I'll call her later."

My dad nodded. "I will," then he turned and continued down the drive.

"Come on, the cars over here," Ethan gritted, still vibrating pure energy. He walked to a stand where a young man in another penguin suit handed him his key, then we crossed the lawn; Ethan practically dragging me over the crunching grass, passed the fountain and to his car parked on the other side of the long roundabout.

He opened my door and I managed to slide in moments before he slammed it shut. Ethan was ready to explode.

He got in running his hands through his hair. Some of it escaped its hold and slipped down in his face, just barley covering one eye.

"Fuck!" He punched the steering wheel. "Fuck!" He hit it again. Over and over, swelling his knuckles. I slid over as far as the car would allow. I wasn't scared of him, but...

When he finally stopped, his chest was rising and falling so fast, it looked like he was desperate for air, like the pain of losing his grandfather and the confrontation with his dad was somehow suffocating him.

I knew what it was like to feel like you couldn't get enough air. To be so locked up in emotion that you felt like you'd never escape.

I shifted in the confined space, crawling up on my knees and hiked my dress up to my thighs, allowing me to move so that I could slide onto his lap. He was so out of it, it wasn't until I was nearly on top of him that he blinked - his eyes focusing on me.

"What are you doing Eve?" my emotionally battered Adonis whispered.

I shushed him. Pushing his hair back with one hand while my other hand snaked down his chest to feel his thundering heartbeat. The gear shift dug painfully into my hip so I shifted myself away from it, only to find Ethan was already hard as hell between my legs, his cock straining to get out of the expensive dress pants.

He groaned, pulling me closer, both hands wrapped around my ass cheeks as he shook his head no. "We can't do this right now, I'm too fucking worked up to be gentle."

Our warm breath had already created a fine barrier across the window. Not enough to completely block out the world around us, but enough to blur the shape of the monstrous house and it's equally monstrous inhabitants.

"Then don't be gentle."

"God Eve!" He let go of my ass to pull my head down, claiming my mouth. The muscles in my stomach clenched. I shouldn't like how possessive and consuming this felt, but it called to something hidden deep inside me. Ethan's mouth traveled to my ear, biting painfully.

I closed my eyes, tilting my head back, desperate for him to touch me lower. "I need you as much as you need me Ethan. Please."

His breathing was still labored, but the storm in his eyes seemed to have shifted. More aroused than angry. "Get me out then," he growled.

My fingers fumbled at his belt, and then with the zipper - trying to find leverage as our bodies were pressed so close together. I tugged aside the silky boxers, and he slid out over the top of them.

I ran my hand up and down his length, my fingers just shy of reaching around his girth. Every stroke between us, reaching the middle of my stomach and I pressed my chest to his, finding every inch of me had become sexually heightened. Every inch of me wanting, needing every inch of him.

He finally reached down, pulling the tight, navy dress up farther so that I was fully exposed from the waist down. Then he ran his hand back and forth across my chilled butt cheeks. "No underwear?"

"Thong," I replied, out of breath.

His cock jumped in my hand, as he found the string, tugging it up my crack, putting a sweet amount of pressure on my damp and throbbing clitoris. I rubbed myself against him harder. "You like that baby?"

Yes. Fuck yes. I moaned.

He tugged one last time, hard, then pushed it aside, running two fingers down my crack, over my anus, to rub on my clit. "Fuck, you're soaking my pants."

He lifted me for a second, and I placed him at my entrance, just in time for him to pull me down so hard, I cried out. Shuddering as wave after wave of pure ecstasy went rolling through me. "That's it baby. That's it. Fucking come for me."

Tears sprung to my eyes. He continued to pound me from beneath. My orgasm never letting go enough to bring me relief and I felt like my stomach was climbing up my throat.

Ethan's head tilled back. His strong, muscular neck straining. "No. Condom." He choked out. The angles of his face pulling together, like he was trying to talk himself into stopping.

I pushed back, urging him on. "I'm on the pill."

"I'm clean," he grunted. Reaching a hand around to lift my thigh a couple inches higher, changing the angle slightly. Putting himself even deeper.

I was out of my mind with feeling. "Then come in me!" I half-screamed.

"Fuck."

Three more rapid thrust and we both came -  his warmth flooding me. Filling me. Me milking him until I nearly blacked out.

Minutes later, Ethan was wrapped around me, hugging me tightly with his head on my chest. I stroked his sweaty hair. It was one of my favorite things about him, physically, the feeling of it running through my fingers was strangely soothing.

"I don't want more from people Eve."

I understood what he was saying, even if it hurt to hear it. "I understand, you don't have to say-."

"You don't understand," he breathed, pushing himself away to look at me. "I don't want more with people... but I want more with you."

Oh.

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So, I didn't go back and edit this chapter, because I just wanted to GET IT OUT! Lol. So... please disregard all grammatical and spelling errors. *wink wink*

In other news... you guys took me from 5k to 6k reads in 20 hrs! Seriously, I can't believe how cool you guys are. I can't even believe you're still reading this half the time, but I appreciate it. I appreciate so much.

I'm gonna get dinner on the table and enjoy my family time. I hope you all have families who love and support you.

With all my love,
xxxBre

EDIT*****

I had to add this conversation...