“Ethan,” I cry out, burying my head in the crook of his neck.
“I’ve got you, Leni,” he murmurs into my hair. “Let go, little devil.”
My pleasure peaks and I cling to him as I shudder from the intensity, every nerve vibrating with aftershocks. Mypulse races as I try to catch my breath, but the waves keep cresting as Ethan chases his own release.
Just when I think I can’t take any more, his body tenses and he pulls out, painting my stomach.
“Shit,” he curses, his eyes raking over the mess on my t-shirt. Pulling his own shirt over his head with one hand in an impressive manoeuvre, he cleans me up before resting his forehead against mine. “Sorry.”
A huff of laughter slips from my lips, and he grins before leaning in to capture them in another breathtaking kiss. When we pull apart, he rolls onto his side, pulling me into his embrace, and I rest my head on his chest as we fight to get our breathing under control.
We don’t say anything, content in our silence as we lie there in our post-sex bliss. I’m determined to stay in this moment with him, knowing this can’t go anywhere, but when I lift my head to gaze up at him, his eyes bore into mine with a tenderness so pure it cracks my chest open.
Lifting my hand, I run my fingers over his swollen lips, and they tug up into a warm smile.
“What are you doing?” His husky voice liquifies my insides.
“Remembering you,” I whisper in a rare show of vulnerability.
His smile fades. “Leni?—”
“Shh…” I shake my head. “It’s okay. We’re okay. I know you’re leaving, and I just want to remember.”
Pain dulls his eyes, but I’m not going to let him ruin this moment.
“Will you kiss me one last time?”
He doesn’t hesitate, crashing his lips to mine and tellingme everything he can’t say out loud. Ethan feels the connection between us, but like me, he knows this can’t go anywhere. This has to be goodbye. If we don’t put an end to it now, we’ll both get hurt.
For me, it’s too late.
I’m falling hard for my ex-boyfriend’s dad and his caring nature, and I don’t know how to stop it.
Chapter 20
Ethan
Igroan when my alarm goes off, having tossed and turned all night.
When Leni showed up at my house last night after not attending her afternoon class, I was taken by surprise. With the way she ran out of my office, I figured she would continue to avoid me, but the relief at seeing her standing on my front porch damn near brought me to my knees.
Unfortunately, after realising she was my masked devil, it didn’t escape my attention that I’m who she needs protecting from. Even though I didn’t know who she was when we slept together on Friday night, the fact remains I knew she was younger and there was a chance she was a student at Beckford, but I didn’t stop it. Just like I didn’t stop last night.
My dick thickens in my boxers as I recall the way she tasted and the way she writhed beneath me as her tight pussy strangled me.
Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to have her wrapped aroundme right now. To hear the sweet noises that fall from those pouty lips.
She’s sexy as sin, and I’m going to hell.
Sleeping with a student is not exactly a fireable offence, but it’s not looked upon favourably—even if she isn’t technically one of my students. And although I’d already handed in my resignation before we had sex, if anyone finds out, we’ll both be in a lot of trouble.
That’s why it can’t happen again.
My phone rings, and I scramble to reach for it. The rational part of me knows she doesn’t have my number, but disappointment still washes over me when it’s not her name lighting up my screen.
“Andy,” I answer gruffly.
His voice is hoarse and raw when he replies. “Hey, man.”
