Page 92 of The Enemy of My Enemy Is… My Fake Boyfriend?

It was hot as fuck, and before I knew it, lost in the haze of all things Ethan, we'd somehow managed to escape the confines of the city. And with each mile that carried us farther away from the heart of my previous life, my pulse quickened, until it matched the thrum of the motorcycle beneath us, exciting and thrilling with possibility.

I felt as if I was teetering on the edge of a cliff, caught between the excitement of the unknown and the fears from my past experiences. After what Chase had done, I thought I'd never be in another relationship, thought I'd never even want love or any man ever again. But here we were somehow, miraculously.

Oblivious to the whirlwind of emotions raging within me, Ethan navigated the winding roads with a steady hand, his body in my hands so alive and filled with strength, comforting against the backdrop of the changing scenery and fall of dusk.

He'd been there with me from that very first night of horror of my new reality, helping me find my way, quietly, steadfastly, shaking me out of my old life as needed and into a new one.

"I felt like I was drowning until you pulled me back to the surface," I said against Ethan's back, the wind teasing tendrils of my hair that escaped the bottom of my helmet.

The bike slowed, and Ethan pulled over to the side of the road, dense trees on either side of us, hiding what lay beyond. The engine rumbled softly beneath me until he killed it completely,shifting his body while taking off his helmet.I did the same, wondering what was happening and why he'd pulled over.

Slowly, Ethan turned his head to look at me, his eyes searching mine with an intensity that stole my breath away. For a moment, there was silence, the only sound the gentle rustle of leaves in the evening breeze.

Then, without a word, his hand found mine, fingers intertwining in a silent gesture, his expression softening as he gazed at me with an emotion I couldn't quite name.

"You weren't drowning," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "You were learning to swim. And I want to be there to dive in after you."

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, overwhelmed by the beauty of his words and the sweetness shining in his eyes for me.For me.

In that moment, I knew without a doubt that we were meant to be together, that our love wasn't fake. It was as real and true as the sky above us and the trees surrounding us.

Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to his, pouring all of my love and gratitude into the kiss, hoping he could sense my unspoken words. As we melted into each other, the world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us, this new love, all sparkly with promise and possibility.

The kiss escalated quickly, that ever-present passion between us rising up like a wildfire to overtake us. Ethan's tongue outlined my lips as my mouth opened to him, our kiss turning wild and fierce. But it wasn't enough. Not nearly enough.

When I clawed onto him in an attempt for more, just more of him, of everything, Ethan groaned, a low sound from the back of his throat. Whether it was passion or frustration, I had no idea. But I felt it deeply.

Another groan and he pulled back, his hair a sexy mess, his stare even more piercing than usual. A desperate look inhis eyes, he glanced away to survey our surroundings, and I found myself doing the same, not really sure where we were. Somewhere in Connecticut maybe?

I'd been paying zero attention to signs along our route, my only thoughts on this man in front of me.

Getting off the bike, he grabbed my hand and led me right into the trees, the shadows lengthening as we moved farther into the copse, the crunch of leaves beneath us, the smell of spring in the woods enveloping us.

When we were enclosed in darkness, Ethan whirled on me, his arms coming around me like a vise, his mouth crashing down on mine in a blazing kiss that left me panting. Never in my life had I felt anything like this, not even close.

"Wh—what is happening?" I gasped.

"What's happening is I'm falling in love with you, Aria Stratton."

Oh, my heart. Any doubts or reservations I had melted into oblivion as I threw my arms around him and kissed him back passionately, our bodies colliding. And then it was a frenzy of hands and limbs and lips everywhere.

His fingers deftly opening up my blouse, his palms finding my bra, Ethan's mouth explored my neck. He nipped me with his teeth before kissing the tender skin there, making me shiver.

"You have no idea how much I want you," he said against my throat.

My fingers digging into his hair, he moved down to my collarbone, then unclasped the front closure of my bra. My nipples hardened instantly at the exposure to the cool night air which the rest of my heated body didn't even notice.

Wanting to somehow touch all of him, all at once, my hands roamed his body, taking in his thick arms, then exploring his broad chest. He tugged off his jacket, tossing it to the ground, our surroundings, the dimness of the light, only heighteningevery sensation. My fingers crept under his shirt while I held my breath, knowing this was it, knowing that Ethan and I were finally going to fuck.

I couldn't wait to feel him in my hands.

Reaching for his pants, I wondered if he'd stop me. Maybe he was too busy with my chest, or maybe he didn't notice I was going for it, but he did nothing to stop me. I had just managed to unzip him when I got distracted by his lips on me, his tongue toying with my nipple.

"Oh, God, that feels so good," I moaned.

He sucked me into his mouth, hard, a zing shooting straight down to my already throbbing clit. When he finally let up, I remembered my mission—to finally get my hands around his cock. I shoved his pants and boxers down in one movement, wishing to the universe for more light so I could see what I'd been dreaming about for far too long.

But the universe didn't listen, so I had to settle for touch only. I felt his sexy v-line before going for the prize. And prize it fucking was. Because Ethan's cock was better than any dream... huge, hard, and perfect in every way.

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