“You’re more beautiful than I imagined,” he told her gently. Elaine averted her gaze and felt her cheeks flush at his absurd words. She’d had a child, and she knew that some things were not the same as they once were. “Hey, look at me,” he demanded gently. He used his thumb and forefinger to guide her chin so that she would look him in the eyes.
Words were unnecessary after that. Ethan told her with his gaze just how much he thought she was beautiful, and then he raked his teeth against one of her erect nipples and sent her over the edge. It had been months since she’d even given herself the pleasure of her own hand, so the touch of a real live man’s tongue flicking over her nipple sent her into a premature orgasm. She arched and gasped as her hips writhed on his lap.
Ethan reached between her legs and felt the warmth confirm that she had indeed come without him even having to touch her nub. He seemed both shocked and pleased when she became warm and loose in his hands. He took her hips and pulled her in close so that she could feel the hard length of him poking out of the top of his jeans. The he took her other nipple between his teeth and fondled the free one with his thumb and forefinger, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Elaine throbbed and squirmed as she tried to pull her pants down, but Ethan wasn’t helping her. He removed her hands gently and put them on his shoulders, never losing pace with his tongue and his teeth. His eager lapping at the pink peaks sent her over the edge a second time and she cried out his name. She had feared the wrong name would be spoken between her lips, but Ethan’s came out clear and loud.
“God, twice?” he asked with a chuckle and had a look of profound gratitude. He pulled away from her and gently helped her into the passenger seat. Her legs were still over the console and he deftly unbuttoned her jeans.
“Oh, yes,” Elaine whispered when she felt him tugging her pants off. Next were her undies, an embarrassing shade of hot pink. Ethan didn’t seem to think they were embarrassing in the least when he tossed them to the car’s floor with her pants. He dropped his seat back as far as it would go and leaned over so that she could feel his five o’clock shadow tickling between her thighs.
Elaine realized she was going to get what she was hoping for and shivered with anticipation. Ethan’s wet, warm tongue swirled kisses down her leg until he was almost at her nether lips. She felt the rough pads of this thumbs as his hands trailed up her small waist and she sucked in a deep breath when she felt his fingers grasp hold of her nipples.
“I want to hear you say it,” he told her gently and she could feel his breath on her throbbing clit. “Say you want me to,” he demanded of her.
His fingers gave a gentle twist and she arched as she gasped for air. “Yes, please, Ethan-” She was cut off as his lips formed a circled around her nub and his tongue gently flicked back and forth across the delicate, erect flesh. Tears of gratitude and pleasure filled Elaine’s eyes and she felt them leaking from the corners as she tried to contain her third orgasm.
The walls of her pussy tightened and warmth sizzled through her, but she held off until the last second. It was an explosion of heat and undeniable pleasure as his teeth grazed against her clit and brought her to her climax. Her hips thrust up and wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through her as her clit throbbed eagerly.
Ethan continued to suckle and lap enthusiastically at her clit until she began to pull away because it was too sensitive. He stiffened his tongue and drove it into her, lapping and diving in and out of her swollen pussy. When he had eaten her out completely, he pulled back and she saw him unbutton his jeans. He leaned over her and pulled a condom from the glove box. Elaine noted how large he was in the dark and bit her bottom lip when he gestured for her to climb on him.
She was hesitant as she hovered over the large, mushroom-shaped head of his erect penis, but Ethan wasn’t having her be shy at that moment. He grasped her hips with his hands and gently lowered her onto him. She was tight and swollen from her orgasms and he hissed as he slid into her. “You’re so fucking tight,” he told her in a deep, husky voice.
“You’re so big,” she gasped as she gripped the door and the headrest to stop her descent. Ethan leaned up and took her nipple in his teeth. He suckled gently and she felt herself relax enough to allow him to slide in all the way.
He was a tight fit, and she couldn’t help but think that no one had been as big as him. There was a moment of stillness and she framed his face with her hands as she looked down at him. Her hair hung in her face a little and she felt her pussy tighten and relax with the after waves of her previous orgasms. Then she began to rock her hips back and forth gently, feeling the way his erection throbbed with each movement.
She had imagined it would be fast and hard, but Ethan pulled her up to the tip with precision and pulled her back down with a cruel, gentle slowness. He pulled his pants down so that she could feel the way her bottom hit his large, bulging sac and her anus puckered each time it was tickled. When she thought she couldn’t take any more of the torture, Ethan reached down and gave her needy clit a small flick. Her gasp of appreciation was all he needed. He thrust into her hard and gave her nub a small pinch, bringing her to her fourth and final orgasm.
His thrusts became quicker and less controlled as he felt her pulsing around him, and she could feel his sac tightening into a hard ball as she bounced up and down. “Ethan!” she cried out as he came inside of her. She could feel his hot cum pouring into the condom and was blissfully aware of his orgasm.
“Fuck,” he whispered hoarsely as he settled her on his still erect penis. “Elaine,” he said as he pulled her in for a deep kiss. Then he helped her off and helped her find her clothes. He was cleaned up within a few minutes, and she wondered if any of it had happened at all.
When they pulled up beside her home, she turned to him and they shared a smile. His was brazen while hers was shy and wicked. “I didn’t get your number,” he told her quietly as he drummed his fingers on the wheel.
Elaine shrugged her shoulder and opened her car door. “You have my address,” she told him as she slipped out of the car. She waited by the driver’s side for him to roll down the window. They shared a deep kiss and she sighed as she pulled away from him. “Goodnight,” she told him quietly.
“Goodnight. I’ll see you around,” he told her as a promise. Elaine felt both sexy and a little confused as she walked up the front steps of her mother’s home. The porch light was off, so she slipped in quietly and closed the door behind her. Then she peeked out the curtain and watched Ethan’s Audi disappear into the night.
She wondered if he meant what he said about not knowing her number. Most guys probably wouldn’t call or show up after a night like they just shared, but she hoped he would. Elaine crept up the stairs to her bedroom and collapsed onto her bed without removing her clothes. She pulled the covers over her head and promptly fell into a deep sleep. The last thought she had before she fell asleep was a mental image of Ethan’s face as he came. He had been so innocent at that moment, so naked and exposed.
It had felt like more than just a random night of car sex. It had felt like the beginning of something.
THE END
TAKEN BY THE HERO
ALPHA MALE ROMANCE
Chapter One
“Shit,” Elaine whispered as she rolled over in her bed. “What did I do?” she thought aloud as she pulled the covers over her crop of ash blonde hair and closed her gray eyes. There were blurs of a man. Ethan, his name was Ethan, she mentally chastised as her head throbbed and her body ached in response.
There was the sound of something crashing downstairs and she winced as the vibrations resounded in her ears like the echo of screeching nails on a chalkboard. Why had she drunk so much? Why had she slept with a stranger? And what was going to happen now that she’d exposed herself so vulnerably?
You’re going to get up out of bed and be a mother because that’s who you are now. No more lying around moping about a hangover. Chop-chop, she thought as she pulled the
covers down and felt her eyes water with pain when she opened them. She’d forgotten all about drinking two glasses of water before bed because she’d never been much of a drinker before her husband passed away. And she limited herself to once a year.
It probably wasn’t a healthy habit to drink on the anniversary of her husband’s death, but it was the one day where she couldn’t handle anything. But it’s not today, she thought as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and heard her mother laughing. Whatever had happened, at least Thomas was still right where he belonged and her mother was still being the crazy woman she knew.
They were most likely acting out pictures on tarot cards again. Elaine hoped they weren’t looking at the one where the man was jumping off the tower burning. It was grotesque and disturbed her, but she often wondered if it hit close to home. The man seemed to be spiraling out of control, and despite her best efforts to remain a good mother and a present human being in her life, she felt out of control.
Her feet whispered across the floor, she grabbed the robe from the back of her bedroom door and slipped it on. There was another laugh and the sound of something else crashing. She’d better get downstairs, but not until she cleaned herself up a bit and got rid of the smeared makeup. Thomas didn’t need to know where she had been last night or what she had done. He didn’t need to have an inkling that his mother hadn’t come home at an appropriate time.
“Elaine, breakfast is ready!” called Priscilla, Elaine’s fifty-something mother and crazy tarot card reading roommate, called up the stairs.
“I’m coming. Just a minute,” she whispered back hoarsely. Her hand went to her throbbing forehead as if she were trying to keep it from cracking open, and she imagined little aliens banging around with hammers as she brushed her teeth.
By the time she had the ick out of her mouth and her face was pristine, her headache was starting to disappear. It might have been the three or four handfuls of water she gulped before she started her morning ritual. She pulled her hair into a messy ponytail and went back to her room to change into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.
The smell of eggs, pancakes, and bacon assaulted her as she took each step down the stairs very slowly and painfully. There was an ache between her thighs that she wasn’t sure she should regret or not. Ethan had been nice, but she really didn’t know much about the fireman that she’d jumped the previous night, and she was a little reluctant to bring him into her life now that she was sober.
Too late for that, she thought as she sat down at the kitchen table.
Thomas turned to look at her with a flushed face and a bright smile as he dutifully mixed up more pancake batter. She’d never get over how dark blue his eyes were and how much they reminded her of her late husband.
“Are you two cooking for an army?”
“Of course we are!” Her mother turned around with a spatula in hand and smiled. It was odd how much her smile looked like Thomas’.
“Cooking for the army!” Thomas echoed. He giggled innocently and dipped one of his army men into the batter.
“I’ll have a cup of coffee,” Elaine muttered as she stood to grab a mug. Her mother gave her a look that suggested she knew exactly why her daughter was opting for only coffee. Elaine couldn’t tell if there was disapproval or interest in her mother’s gaze.
“Are you working today?” Priscilla asked as she flipped an egg.
“I’m not. Haley needed the extra hours so I gave her mine. She’s saving up for something.” Elaine took a sip of the black coffee and shivered with disgust. She liked her coffee with a lot of sugar and cream, but she’d need it black this morning if she were going to take Thomas to the park. She always took Thomas to the park when she was home.
“Park?” Thomas asked eagerly and dipped his hand in the batter by accident. Elaine set down her coffee and picked him up by his waist so that he could wash his hands in the sink.
“Yep, the park,” she told him as she turned on the water.
Elaine hoped that if she did the normal routine with her son that day, she might forget about her embarrassing transgression the night before. She wasn’t over the death of Trey, her husband, and bringing another man into her life was not the answer. No, she hoped that Ethan was not true to his promise and that he would not show up at her home.
So then why does your chest hurt when you think about him not showing up?
Chapter Two
“Higher,” Thomas demanded and she pushed him a little higher on the swing. He was old enough to sit on the big kids’ swing, which had delighted him when he’d turned three. Elaine was still glad he was young enough to be excited about something as small as sitting on a different swing. She wasn’t looking forward to the day where he’d need something more expensive or more glamorous to make him excited like he was sitting on the swing.
She still hadn’t gotten around to thinking about when he would leave to go to college. That was so far in the future she felt like it would never arrive.
“Hey, Elaine! I didn’t think I’d see you here today,” Jody’s piercing voice seemed to fill the air around her and made her feel like she might suffocate. The woman was nice enough, but she was a bit dim.
Elaine turned around to see Jody wearing a white blouse with a striped blue and black bra underneath. Did she know everyone could see the color of her bra when she walked through the sunshine? Heck, I’ll bet everyone can see them when she’s not in the sunshine.
“I gave Haley my extra hours,” she said as a greeting. Thomas was having too much fun on the swing for her to use him as an excuse to go home. Besides, she could stifle her exasperation with Jody for another half an hour.
“So I heard you left the party with someone.” Does she hear everything? Elaine figured she probably did. She knew her mother was doing tarot readings before she did. “So?”
Elaine felt a little guilty. She hadn’t been listening again. “Oh, I just needed a ride home. I was a little tipsy and he was kind enough to swing by my place and drop me off on his way home.”
“So who was it?” Jody plopped her son, Larry, into the little kid’s chair and began to rock him back and forth so slow the kid’s head began to droop. His eyes fluttered and his breathing deepened.
“Oh, just the fireman that was called in to keep an eye on the place. Ethan, I think his name was.” Elaine tried to play it safe as if she didn’t really recall. She didn’t want rumors starting about her and Ethan, especially when she wasn’t so sure she wanted him to hang around.
“Ethan Mack?” If Jody hadn’t had a tone of scorn and disbelief, Elaine wouldn’t have paid attention. But it took a lot for Jody Gallant to not like someone. She tossed her fiery red hair over her shoulder and turned her light, hazel eyes in Elaine’s direction. This was a Jody that Elaine had never witnessed before. “You’d do best to stay away from him, Elaine. He’s nothing but trouble.”
“Well, how so?” Elaine gave Thomas a good push and he flew a little higher into the air than she’d intended. His squeal of delight made her stop and smile a moment before she caught him and pushed him just as high. If he fell off, he’d land in the soft sand and most likely wouldn’t get hurt. He was a crafty, flexible kid.
“He just is,” Jody spit out and her son awoke at the venomous tone. His eyes welled up and he began to cry softly, a sign that he was going to wail any second. Elaine wanted to point this out to Jody, but the woman just kept staring at Elaine as if she were seeing her in a different light. And it didn’t seem like it was a good one. “You didn’t sleep with him, right?”
The first thought that came to her mind was that it wasn’t any of Jody’s business who she slept with and who she didn’t. She smiled though and was about to lie when Larry’s wail pierced the air and made both women jump. “Oh, it’s okay!” Jody cooed as she pulled her son out of the swing and popped him onto her hip.
His bottom lip jutted out as he sniffled and snot began to travel down to cover his upper lip. Thomas looked over at his competit
ion for attention and frowned. The crease developing between his eyebrows told Elaine she’d better find something else for him to do before he decided to join Jody’s son.
“We’ve got to get going. It was nice chatting with you,” Elaine lied easily as she pulled Thomas from his swing and planted him on the ground. He looked a little confused by her abrupt removal, but he took her hand when she offered it and turned his attention away from the crying Larry.
“We’ll have to get together sometime!” Jody called after Elaine as she waved goodbye and started back for her mother’s home.
“Fat chance of that,” Elaine mumbled under her breath. Jody was someone she didn’t want to get too friendly with, especially after her initial reaction to finding out Elaine knew Ethan Mack. The man had been polite and it had been her who had initiated the impolite bits.
Elaine was too busy thinking about those impolite bits as she walked up to her mother’s home until it was too late. She stopped short and felt her hand tighten around Thomas’ little one. Had he been chatting at her as they had been walking? She felt guilty that she didn’t know.
He was just as good looking as she’d remembered him, but seeing him stand outside with her mother and another woman who she assumed was his mother felt too familiar. After what they had done together, she didn’t want him to get the idea that it would be okay to show up at her home anytime. She didn’t want him getting too close to Thomas.
Her mother had brought home dalliances when she was younger, and she had promised she would never do that to Thomas when her husband had died.
Elaine picked Thomas up and smiled at him when he gripped the sleeve of her shirt tight. “I think you need a bath,” she told him and he tried to wriggle away from her. He enjoyed his baths, but he seemed to think putting up a fight made them more enjoyable.
Chapter Three
“Elaine, there you are! I was just telling Marjorie about your little Thomas here. Isn’t he the cutest?” Priscilla plucked Thomas from Elaine’s grasp as if he were a sack of potatoes and held him up in the air like he was a year old again.
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