ELLIE
*One Month Later*
A week-long business trip to London. It was the longest we had been apart since we got together. And it was enough to drive me up the wall, and I could bet Ethan felt the same.
To me, it felt like a month had already passed. And our steamy text exchanges were nothing compared to feeling his touch.
After a tiring Friday, with Anna complaining about my bad mood, all I wanted was to feel Ethan’s hands on me. And other parts of his body, too. So, as planned, after work, I drove to his apartment to wait for him.
My initial plan was to take a long shower and slip into some sexy lingerie, but I had an idea earlier and ended up bringing something from the lab with me.
After my shower, I put on my white lab coat and black stiletto heels, then stared at my reflection in the mirror. It felt a little funny not wearing anything underneath, but I could bet Ethan would appreciate it. I couldn’t wait to see his reaction.
I was sitting on the couch, distracted by Anna on the phone, when the door opened, making me turn my head in his direction. Seeing him was enough to make my whole body wake up.
When our eyes met, I couldn’t focus on what Anna was saying anymore.
He looked gorgeous and sexy as always, dressed in a black suit. Dropping his bag in a corner, he began to undo his tie, then his shoes, and the rest, never taking his eyes off mine until he was completely naked.
Then he grabbed his erection and started stroking it.
Fuck. I blinked several times, my jaw dropped.
*“Ellie, are you still there?”* Anna shouted from the other end of the line.
“I… I have to hang up now.”
*“He’s home, isn’t he?”*
“I’ll see you later,” I said before hanging up.
My breathing was already erratic, and my heart pounded in my chest as desire consumed me.
He approached, and I took the opportunity to admire his perfect, muscular body before he disappeared from my view, stopping behind the couch.
"Miss me?" he whispered in my ear.
"Did you?" I shot back.
He didn’t respond, so I turned my head to look at him. He blinked a few times, staring at my body.
“What are you wearing?”
“Science stuff,” I shrugged. “Like it?”
“I hope my theory’s right, then.” His hands landed on my shoulders, sliding down my body, brushing against my nipples through the fabric.
I bit my lip. His touch and his scent were enough to drive me crazy.
His hands stopped at my belly and unfastened the only button, opening my lab coat.
He groaned at the sight of my naked body, and his hand slid down my belly, stopping between my legs. “My sexy, crazy, hot scientist,” he whispered before pressing on my clit and kissing my neck.
I moaned loudly. Oh, God! I missed this so much.
He pulled away to walk around the couch, stopping in front of me. But before he could lean over me, I stretched out my leg, making him stop by pressing my shoe against his abdomen.
I smiled before getting up. Turning our bodies, I made him sit on the couch, then climbed onto his lap. His hands gripped my ass.
“Looks like you missed me,” I teased.
“Oh, yes, it was really *hard* being away from you. You have no idea,” he said, sliding a hand between my legs, rubbing his hard cock against me.
“So romantic… come on, you can do better, you bastard,” I panted.
He stopped moving his fingers, and his expression became tender.
“I missed you, love,” he said, making me stop breathing.
My heart raced in my chest. Did he just say that word? I blinked a few times.
“Don’t joke with me,” I warned.
“I’m not joking. I’m just telling you how I feel. Does that scare you? Do you think it’s too soon?”
“No. It’s just…”
He cupped my face in his hands.
“Hey? Don’t worry, I don’t expect you to feel the same… but I want you to know that for me, time doesn’t matter, only what I feel. And after spending these days away from you, all I wanted was to come back and tell you this. I really missed you, my love.” His words made my heart warm and melt with happiness.
“I think Anna was right about you after all.”
“About what?”
“I think you’re the perfect bastard for me. Fuck it… I missed you too, and I love you,” I confessed.
He smiled, and I pressed my lips against his as we both grinned.
Our lips and tongues met in a deep kiss, full of desire and longing. Then he laid us down on the couch, positioning himself between my legs.
I pulled my lips away just to remind him about dinner with our friends at Bennett’s house.
“We have to be at your brother’s place by eight.”
“Screw them, they can wait,” he said before kissing me again, exploring my body with his hands.
We didn’t have the wild, desperate sex I had imagined.
We made love, taking our time, exploring each other’s bodies, savoring every sensation. Because we weren’t just consumed by wild need, but also by our feelings.
Ethan made me feel loved like I had never felt before, and he made me believe that everything was possible, that we could really have a future together.
Ethan made me realize, above all, that I didn’t need the perfect guy to be happy, just the *perfect bastard.*
*The end.*
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*Wait... No, it's not the end yet.
*Part two is coming. 👀🔥*