"Are you ready?" He positioned himself better, resting his forearms on the sides of my head, being a little higher than me.He looked so big on top of me and in that pose. I nodded a little shyly and smiled at him to give him confidence and most of all me.As he kissed me, he arranged his hips better between my legs, forcing me to make a little more space between them.I felt a slight pressure on my crotch, at first it was just a pressure, then it started to get stronger to the point where it hurt. A few moments later I felt a strong pressure in my crotch. All the breathing I had done to relax was gone in a sigh.I dug my nails hard into Ethan's back, who closed his eyes for a few seconds, perhaps to keep from saying anything. I immediately removed them and looked at him worriedly, completely forgetting my pain."Are you alright?"He laughed and gave me a kiss on the nose."I should be asking you that, not you asking me."Ethan managed to bring one of our hands together, intertwinin
Ethan's POV.I opened my eyes, abruptly waking up. I looked around without moving any part of my body except my eyes.I was in the room, the sun had not fully risen yet, so it was probably very early.I cuddled up against the pillow as I used to when I was 5 years old and closed my eyes, hoping to fall back asleep, but the movement of the "pillow" startled me.It was Minerva. She was nestled in my arms as if seeking protection in them.I smiled at the sight of her curled up; she looked so beautiful, so small and fragile. How could a woman be so beautiful?My mother had taught me that all women have their beauty, and each had a different way of showing it, but Minerva...She did it all the time, for anything she did, when she was sleeping, when she was concentrated, when she ate, when she argued with me about some unimportant thing, last night...I shook my head several times, shaking off those thoughts. What the hell was happening to me? Why was I talking like an idiot? If I kept this
"What's going on?" I moved a bit further away, releasing myself from his grip.I sat on the bed, and he followed suit, looking concerned.I had to stifle my laughter. Maybe I was being a bit mean by making him worry that he had done something wrong when I was just playing with him, but seeing his face was quite amusing.Ethan nodded impatiently. I had to run my hands over my face to hide the smile that threatened to ruin my act."This is what's happening," I tilted my head back to show him the red mark on my neck, as if it were a serious injury and I were dying from it.I didn't take my eyes off his face, which went from worried and impatient to one that seemed annoyed and couldn't believe he fell for my prank. I started laughing and leaned over him, kissing his lips.Ethan fell back on the bed, holding onto my waist."You tricked me this time," he tried to appear upset, but a smile escaped his lips."You owed me for the cockroach," I said seriously, trying to exaggerate my expression
The remaining days at the beach passed by extremely quickly. I had so much fun with the people at that house that I lost track of time.We did many things, like having a great beachside meal, making a big bonfire, and sitting around telling scary stories at night. A couple of times, Ethan and Iván joined forces to scare each of us, and of course, both received punches from us in return.We swam in the sea, had water and sand wars, and got to the point where we were all covered in sand.We also ventured to one of the nearby mountains, where we had a fantastic view of the sea, the beach, and even the house.I felt my muscles tense a bit when my friends commented that from up there, you could see the entire pool area, and anyone could have seen something. But we continued exploring the place, even encountering a snake at one point, which made all of us run downhill in fright. We also found a waterfall in the middle of a small forest and had a wonderful day there.As for Ethan and me, we
I remained silent and realized I hadn't heard from my dad since I'd gone to the beach. It had been a week, and I hadn't heard anything from him. I felt guilty for acting like a bad daughter by not calling my father, who was probably waiting for my call every day."No, I haven't heard from him since we came to the beach," I admitted quietly.Ethan audibly sighed and didn't say anything more. I found his question about my father quite strange, and I couldn't help but wonder why he would ask that.I decided to dismiss it for now as Ethan bobbed his head to the music, seemingly absorbed in it and the road.I was dying inside when I realized which song was playing. It was my favorite song, well, one of my many favorites, but this one was definitely high on my list.I clenched my fists to resist the urge to sing, but I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back. I took a deep breath and turned up the volume so my voice would blend in with the singer's.I loved that song. Before starting the next
After that brief conversation, Ethan and I didn't talk much.I went to take a shower, put on different clothes suitable for the city, and dressed presentably since I would be meeting someone. I imagined it might be his brother, as he had mentioned him a few days earlier.As we drove in his car, he remained silent, focused on the road, while I looked out the window at the buildings, people, and stores. I realized that I only knew the other side of the city, and this part was unfamiliar to me. I was about to ask Ethan where we were going when a sign indicating we were in the south of the city answered my question.After about 10 more minutes, I noticed that we were entering a residential area with moderately sized houses, similar to Isabella's residences but a bit more humble.Ethan parked in front of one of the houses and looked at me intensely."What's going on?" I asked, feeling nervous about his gaze."Are you ready?""Who am I going to meet?" I asked, still nervous.Ethan smiled at
"I'm sorry, I had no idea," I admitted with embarrassment, gripping the edge of my dress.I felt Esther's warm hand on mine. I wasn't sure when she had come so close that our hands could touch."Don't worry, dear. You just need to be patient with him. He's never spent this much time with a girl," she spoke to me with a maternal air that reminded me of my mother."How does she know...?""He tells me almost everything, sweetie. Besides, I'm his mother, I know him," Esther smiled and glanced in the direction where Ethan had gone.I turned and saw him coming with a tray carrying three cups of coffee."Here you go," Ethan said as soon as he arrived."Thank you, dear, you're very considerate," he smiled at his mother and then sat down beside her.Ethan's mother was in between the two of us."What were you talking about?""I was telling Minerva that it would be lovely if you went to buy some desserts for tonight because I'm making a delicious dinner," Esther smiled, winking very discreetly.
Ethan's POVI felt nervous, the first time I ever felt nervous in front of someone older than me.It's not that I was disrespectful; it's just that this person exuded so much confidence and self-control over my emotions. But seeing Minerva's father now, after everything that has happened between us, is intimidating.He was looking at me, maybe because he knew she wouldn't respond. How could I tell him that his daughter and I like each other?I had made a deal not to get emotionally involved with his daughter, but that was before I realized how perfect she was for me. It's not my fault, and besides, his daughter is beautiful. It seems strange that she went 8 months without even a suitor."That you needed to talk to me alone," I said seriously.Minerva looked at me strangely and shook her head several times. I couldn't discuss this situation with her present.She would probably send me to hell or something like that, that's for sure."Oh, right. Daughter, could you leave us alone for a