EthanIt tore my heart from my chest to realize that she was only interested in sex. It was almost comical to see a woman playing my role and me having to suffer like most of the women in my past had. I deserved that shit, but either way... it stung. I wanted love, but she wanted lust."And it's just sex?"What choice did I have? No fucking way I was putting my heart on the line for her to stomp on it. She just wanted sex. Fine. I'd just give her sex, and maybe over time, that passion would bind her to me, force her to consider something more. Love. Marriage. Family.She rolled her hips, massaging my cock with her ass. "Fuck me.""Anything you want." I reached in between us and worked my zipper down, freeing my erection while I massaged one of her tits. "Here?""Yes. Here. Now. Before anything messes it up." She reached back and stroked me, her fingers squeezing as she tried to hold me in her grasp. It wasn't going to happen. I couldn't wrap my own big ass hand around my cock. She had

RileyPleasure burst through my stomach and I pressed down against him, wanting all of him like a greedy whore. Never in my wildest imagination had I envisioned the heat that bubbled up between us. His strong body pressed against me, trapping me to the wall as he rolled his hips and worked a little of his girth inside of me."Ethan," I panted as everything slowed around me."Too much?" He moved back and brushed my hair from my forehead before kissing me with a passion that I wouldn't soon forget."Yes, but I want all of you." I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed at the side of his face as he gripped my ass tightly and thrusted again."Then relax. You're so damn tight, but it's tension, baby. I can feel it. Give yourself to me, Ri. Open up and let me in.""I want to." I could almost feel the tension pulling me to clench more. My muscles ached, my back hurt, but damn if I was giving up."Just concentrate on how good it feels." He licked up the column of my neck and pulled out. "

EthanMy phone buzzing beside the bed finally woke me up, though I thought it was some part of a fucked up dream I was having about me and Riley getting married on a lake. The buzzing had turned into bees buzzing around us, and instead of being the manly guy I tried to exude, I turned into a six-year-old girl, running around and swatting at them while I screamed my ass off."Thank God." I groaned and reached for my phone, but didn't answer it just yet. I wanted to see if my girl was still in the room. "Riley?"Silence.I put the phone to my ear before checking it. "What?""Is that any way to talk to your mother?" My mom's voice was chipper. Way the fuck too chipper.I winced. Why the hell hadn't I checked the caller ID?"Hey, Mom. Long night of filming. Sorry." I pressed my palm to my forehead and took a deep breath. "What's up?""It's all right, honey. I was just calling to get the numbers for this weekend. Are you and Liam still planning on coming? You are, right?""Yeah. We'll be t

Riley"I'm so glad that’s over." Ethan held the door to his place open for me."Me too, but it was nice to get away to San Diego." I walked in and tried to push away the emotions that flooded me. The last time I'd been there, he'd left me feeling like a fool by denying me a kiss and then invited someone over who had the power to make him scream.I could still hear the sound of him groaning in the back of my mind somewhere. I wanted that power. It wasn't right and most likely trivial seeing that we had something building between us far better than a night of lust could provide, but another had it over him.I wanted it to be mine."You okay?" He pressed his fingers to my lower back and gave me a funny look. "You're panting.""Sorry." I forced a chuckle and walked into the kitchen. "I really can't stay long. I need to get back to the apartment and spend a little bit of time with Charlotte. That, and I need to study.""And see Jace?" He turned to face me."No. Jace and I are just friends.

EthanSomething about Riley's tension on Thursday night over the Amber thing continued to bug me for the next few days. By Saturday morning... I was rather pissy, which was a good thing. I had lunch plans with Deza. She could either make me feel much better, or I'd unload a boatload of shitastic joy in her lap."Why are you smiling?" The tight expression on her face was almost comical.I took the seat across from her at one of our favorite restaurants on Rodeo Drive. Famous people filled the streets on Saturday mornings, which was the only time I'd come down that way. It meant there were more of us and less of them. Good odds that I'd only get ambushed and fondled once or twice instead of the usual twenty."I like smiling, and if I recall," I leaned toward her and put my forearms on the table, "my agent likes it when I smile. Remember?""Yeah, but that's not a normal smile.""No?" I leaned back. "No clue what you're yakking about, but let it go. I'm not in the mood.""Oh great. You're