Dawn POV
Waking up today, I didn’t see Ethan in bed with me just like what happened yesterday.
Now damn him for what he did to me yesterday.
After putting me in the mood, he’s to leave to suffer alone.
I quickly slid off the bed, wearing flip-flops and headed to the bathroom.
I mentally cussed Ethan as the cold water slid down my body
Ethan acted like an asshole yesterday. No! He’s truly an asshole.
Since morning, he acted strange by kissing me, saying he’d always wanted to do that.
Fuck him for stealing my first kiss that I was actually reserving for my true love.
And then, at the restaurant, he had acted like an annoying over possessive boyfriend.
A low sigh escaped my lips.
I was only trying to cheer myself up, and that dickhead has to spoil everything for me.
Did I have to sit home every blessed day? Waiting for his arrival to help him relief some fucking tension?
And who the fuck is he anyway? A Playboy! Someone who fuck around….
My breath stopped for a moment, head blank as that thought ran through my mind.
Could he be sleeping with other girls outside too?
Of course, Dawn. What do you think? He’s a professional Playboy.
I don’t know why the thought of that makes me want to puke, and beat any woman that might be with Ethan.
Is he supposed to be displaying his dick around when he has someone already waiting for him at home.
“Shut up, Dawn!” I groaned.
Wait! What was that thought? Getting mad over some woman enjoying that asshole’s dick?
Ugh! What a joke you are, Dawn!
I turned off the shower, wrapping myself with a pink towel.
I made my way out of the bathroom to the room.
After drying myself, I wore an oversized black top with just a pair of pants underneath.
Now, the thought of wearing that gave me this kind of excitement.
What if what happened yesterday happens today?
More than anything else, I want to have his fingers inside me again until I cum all over his hand.
But that asshole always has his way with everything.
I scowled for some seconds before the mirror before I walked downstairs where I saw Cliff arranging the dish on the table.
“Hey, Cliff!” I greeted.
Cliff flew his head up, startled and a bit taken aback.
By my appearance?
I cocked a brow, taking my seat on the chair. “You okay?”
“Are you going out today?”
“No,” I shook my head. “why?”
Cliff sighed heavily, dramatically holding her chest.
“That’s a relief. I can’t imagine getting yelled at by sir Ethan again.”
“He yelled at you?” I frowned.
“I almost got sacked.” Cliff mumbled.
“I’m sorry about that, Cliff.”
I could clearly imagine Ethan’s contorted face. That annoying Dirk sexy smirk on her devilish handsome face as he yelled at this nice poor guy.
Hasn’t he punished me enough? Why would he wants to take it out on his Butler
“It’s okay,” Cliff smiled. “As long as you’re not going out today.”
“Of course, I’m not.”
Damn Ethan. He finally succeeded in getting me stuck up in his goddamned freaking huge mansion!
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I dropped the sixth bowl of ice cream and wiped my mouth.
‘ you promised not to go out, Dawn. ‘ I mentally console myself.
Ah! That’s like the worst decision I’ve ever made in my life.
No friends to talk to, and nothing to keep myself busy with, and of course, Cliff is not home.
The nice funny guy has gone home to see his family since today is his day off.
I sighed for the tenth time, momentarily opening and closing my eyes.
Only if I could go out there and get myself a job or party!
I jumped up, mouth open in excitement. Damn! How come I didn’t even think about that.
I picked up the phone that Ethan left me to stream some music online.
I connected it to the speaker and my favourite Korean girls band voice blast up.
“How you like that!”
I moved my body to the sound, twerking and twisting.
Apart from staying indoors, I’m good at twerking the most.
I do that most of the time anyway! But I never knew that it’s gonna get me in trouble with that dickhead sitting on the sofa.
Fine! Like the fuck, his offer was good.
Was it not just a lap dance? What harm could it do?
“You want this, kitten.” Ethan whispered, his tongue seductively biting his lower lip.
I darted my gaze back to his bulge and I could swear that my legs shook.
“C’mon, honey.” He said. “Just a lap dance.”
Fine! I turned off the music again and slowly walked up to him.
Stretching my legs to touch his dick under his pants, groaned, his eyes half closed.
Damn! He’s fucking on. Could he get it through just by getting a lap dance?
Like a flash, I suddenly feel myself being dumped over something hard, and looking up, Ethan’s face was so close to mine.
“Now rock me, babe.” He moaned, his hand going to grab my ass. “Ride me.”
I started moving on his lap, his bulge peeking at my opening since I’m sitting face to face with him.
Ethan moaned out loud, both his hands grabbed my ass and he squeezed them. He pulled me closer to himself and I let out a gasp.
Damn! I’m just wearing pants under the top, and his bulge is already at my entrance.
“Fuck!” Ethan groaned.
My legs shook as Ethan pulled me closer. He spanked me ass and I moaned loudly.
Ethan moved his hand under my clothes and I stopped moving on his lap as his hand found my pants.
He shifted the tiny fabric off my opening and delved his fingers in.
“Fuck, Ethan!” I moaned, head thrown back, eyes closed.
This felt so good. Damnit! I totally love this. The feeling of his finger in my pussy.
His fingers delved deeper, thrusting in and out of me.
“I’m making another name for myself,” Ethan smirked. “Making up for yesterday.”
I spread my legs wider, giving him more access to my opening.
Faster! Harder! I want him to go faster.
As though he heard my inner thought, Ethan increased his pace, thrusting his finger in and out roughly.
He added another finger and I moaned loudly.
“Fuck, Dawn!” He groaned. “I love how you sound.”
His fingers soon grew bigger in me, my stomach tightening as I felt the need to release.
Ethan smirked. “Let it out.” He grinned. “you’re allowed.”
I took in a sharp intake and released all of my juice all over his fingers.
Ethan brought out his fingers and licked them.
My face heated up. Okay! What just happened here.
“You tasted so good,” he hummed. “More good than yesterday.”
And he pulled me closer before crashing his lips over mine.
Damn! That was one good make out session!