Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
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Ethan had insisted on giving her the passcode to his security system in case of emergency, but she had never imagined using it, much less for what she now had in mind.
Anah didn't bother switching the lights on as she made her way through his shop. She knew the way by heart and reached the stairs without trouble. With her footsteps falling silently on the steps, she couldn't shake off the feeling she was acting like some unwanted intruder.
Which she wasn't...right?
The living room was empty when she made it to the top, and Anah's steps jerked to a halt. What now? Too late, she realized how little she had thought things through, and Anah was paralyzed with uncertainty. Did she knock on Ethan's door to see if he was still awake or did she just go back -
Yes, definitely, go back!
But before she could turn around, Anah heard a door open, and she became frozen with shock.
A second later, she saw Ethan stepping out of the shower.
Naked.
"What the fuck?"
For one moment, Ethan was seriously convinced he had only conjured up an image of Anah and was having delusions because of stress. But when he saw Anah's gaze trail down—-
Fuck.
She was real.
And right now, his Anah was staring at his cock was like—-
It was the most fascinating sight on earth, Ethan realized dazedly, and the thought had blood rushing to his head so damn fast it had him feverish and feeling out of control in a snap.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
This was a fucking disaster waiting to happen. But instead of walking away or grabbing anything to cover his fucking dick, all Ethan was able to do was stand there like some goddamn peacock raring to strut for his mate. He couldn't even think of moving, the sight of Anah still staring at his cock causing his mind to completely disconnect from his body.
If she wanted to stare, Ethan thought hazily, then he would just keep standing here for her pleasure.
Chapter Twelve
Anah couldn't stop staring. Ethan was naked. Naked. And he looked even a thousand times more gorgeous like this, with every muscular tanned inch of his powerful body exposed. Slowly, she ran her gaze over him, her lips becoming dry as she took in the massive breadth of his shoulders and the smooth expanse of his chest. She unconsciously started squirming when her gaze reached his washboard abs, and when she finally saw that thing which was long and hard and twitching between his legs...
Oh...wow.
She didn't even try looking away even as a mixture of fear and excitement skittered down her spine. Before this, Anah had only seen photos and videos of other men's cocks, and they had all left her cold and nauseous even.
Ethan's cock, however...how formidable it looked, and its length....incredible. Was it normal for a cock to jut all the way up to his abs? And was it normal for a man's cock to be so...thick?
She had never understood why a man's cock was sometimes referred to as a piece of meat, and well, now she knew. Because Ethan's cock...it really was so...meaty, and as soon as the deliciously lewd thought occurred, an embarrassing amount of moisture gushed out to soak her panties.
Ethan saw Anah suddenly press her legs together. A moment later, the air grew thick with the scent of her arousal, and his nostrils flared.
Anah felt like she was living in a dream. It just didn't feel possible that something like this could suddenly happen. Ethan was naked. Naked! And instead of running away screaming, she had become a wet, trembling mess, her eyes glued to the sight of his twitching cock, which had yet to stop swelling.
It just kept adding inch after inch after inch, and oh gosh, would that kind of cock really, truly fit her? It didn't seem possible, or at least not without Ethan having to thrust deep...no, he would probably have to shove it really, really hard—-
The thought was too much, the vision of Ethan using brute strength to claim her virginity making Anah feel light-headed and so, so wantonly...womanly. It was the only word she could think of to explain what her body was experiencing as a whole, with the way her temperature was rising up like a raging storm.
The longer she stared at his cock, the more she could feel her innocence fading and her need for him swelling uncontrollably. With every second that passed, she was learning what it meant to be a woman...and what it was to have a woman's needs.
Ethan could feel his control slipping further away from him as Anah continued staring at his cock. It had his heart pumping so damn hard he might as well be in a race, and maybe he was, and he was running after his own fucking sanity. His little Anah was getting horny right in front of him, goddammit, and the sight was driving him crazy.