Made by Us: Giselle and Liam's Story (The Made Series Book 3) (4 page)

“It’s funny to hear that you’re a model doing photo shoots.”

“Don’t you keep up with the fashion world? I’ve been in all the major magazines and billboards.”

“You know I’m not interested in the fashion world. Where do you live?”

He cups his hand over mine. “Los Angeles.”

“The land of the beautiful people?”

“Only if you lived there.”

“Why did you stand me up five years ago?”

The waiter has the worst timing and arrives with our appetizers. This stops our conversation. My tummy’s growling. The fried Caprese tomatoes will keep me content for a few minutes. Whatever Ethan has to say, it better be good. When we finish the appetizer, the main entrées are presented. I’m beginning to think that my question will never be answered. I decide to enjoy this delicious meal as we eat in silence.

Once we’re back in the room, Ethan pours us some champagne and hands me a glass. I gulp down half the glass, while he goes back in the kitchen to retrieve the silver container holding the strawberries dipped in milk chocolate. He opens the lid taking one out, my mouth begins to water as he slowly brings the fruit to trace the outside of my lips. I open taking a small bite, the chocolate crackles under my teeth and I try to suck in all the juices from the berry. He pulls it back from my mouth and devours the rest. I can’t take my eyes off his mouth. I reminisce about his mouth on my body while he was inside me.

Oh my god these thoughts are only going to get me in trouble. I’m going to blame the alcohol for my lack of better judgment.
I put my glass down on the dining table and take a seat on the couch.

“You never answered my question earlier.”

He sets down the container and grabs his glass, then takes a seat beside me on the leather couch. He turns to face me putting his hand on my thigh.

“I’m a different man now. Five years ago I was going nowhere and fast. Your father called me out on it. He saw right through me and my shit. The night before our wedding he came to pay me a visit, making what he called,
a small request
. I agreed to hear him out. He started it off by telling me he didn’t like me. He said I wasn’t shit and never was going to amount to anything. His question that followed was the ultimate reason I didn’t show.”

He pauses.

“What? What was his question?” I ask.

“He asked what I was going to do for his daughter besides bring you down.
You will be saving her Ethan, from a life of regret. Don’t be selfish
. Giselle, you had a full scholarship and I took his advice, got my life together but never forgot you. He was right. I wasn’t able to provide for you. I withdrew my life savings and went to Hollywood. There I was discovered by a top modeling agency. After being signed, I made it big time and have traveled all across the world. No matter where I ended up, my thoughts were always of you.”

Before I can respond, he locks lips with mine, while his hand goes through my hair. I pull back when my vagina becomes damp. I know we shouldn’t be doing this but it feels so right and now it sort of makes sense. It still doesn’t excuse his behavior. He could have talked to me but he ran. Maybe I should thank him because my life turned out great. Would it have been the same had we actually gotten married? Did he save me? Now he’s back throwing my life into chaos and confusion after all this time.

I get up to leave. Ethan stands behind me and grabs me, causing me to feel his erection pressed against my back. He moves my hair to the side and he places kisses on my neck. Now I’m becoming really wet as he hasn’t forgotten my spot. My hand glides up his leg and he starts to suck harder. At this moment I’m under his spell. He spins my body around and kisses me while ripping the few buttons open on my shirt. I barely feel him lift me and lay me firmly on the dining table. He moves some chairs to give us more space and the placemats are knocked to the floor as our tongues swirl with one another. I sit up and grab him by the middle crease in his button down shirt. He leans down to kiss me as I bring my other hand to grip his shirt. With one forceful tug buttons fly all over the place. He sucks my lips before wiggling his arms free of the now ruined shirt. His large tribal chest tattoo is exposed. It starts on the left side of his neck and goes all the way down his arm. Ink also covers the left side of his chest and stomach before ending at his waist, where it slightly wraps around his back. After undoing his belt, he reaches under my skirt and rips my panties off with one fierce tug. He grabs a condom from his pants before taking them off. Standing in his boxer briefs I remember all the times he has gotten me off. He takes off his briefs revealing the magnificent penis I remember. It’s average in size but has never failed to please me. The best thing about Ethan is that he always leaves me wanting more.

He lifts my head and kisses me. His thin lips open allowing his tongue to slide out, mine open to accommodate him. My hands reach through his hair releasing it from the hair tie. His long dark shiny locks fall across my chest, he reaches behind me to unclamp my bra and frees my breasts for his mouth. He licks around my nipple, sucks it just enough to bring the slightest pain before letting go. I can feel his head throbbing at my entrance when he stands. He leans forward to kiss me, causing the head to push inside. He rocks in a slow motion, not going any deeper. Bringing my legs up to meet his chest, he uses them for support as he dips in and out. I moan in sexual delight. I’m so close to climaxing and he has only just begun. He pulls me up to kiss me and slides in a little further. Ethan was always the best when it came to kissing. He could get me the wettest with just the use of his tongue. The further his penis goes in, the faster his thrusts get.

“Damn, Giselle, your pussy is so good.”

I hate the p word, but my orgasm is near and at this moment that’s all I care about. Every time he pulls out and then rams back in, his head lands on a spot that’s going to make me succumb soon. He grips my breast while his penis satisfies my vagina. I dig my nails in his back and seconds later I’m lifting off the table climaxing all over his penis. He continues penetrating and once my trembles are over, he explodes. He lays his head on my chest for a little while before removing himself. He stands and then carries me through the open doors to the master bedroom. He lays me down gently on the bed while he goes in the bathroom to discard the condom. I walk into the living area and grab my nightgown. As I slip it over my head I see him coming out of the bedroom wearing only his boxer briefs.

“What did you need that for?”

“Ethan, I’m not going to lie around naked.”

“No panties. Make it easier for me later on. I’m not quite done with you, little rebel. But first come sit and have some strawberries.”

His body is well defined but not bulky. With my guard down I don’t anticipate his next move. He grabs me from behind and traces a hand down the middle of my body stopping at my vagina. Turning me to face him, his hand never leaves from my growing wet spot. His hands grip my butt cheeks, he kisses me intimately and loving. So this is what this feels like.

He steps back and says, “It’s like old times, Giselle.”

I smile and Liam briefly crosses my mind. He grabs the strawberries and I follow him back to the bedroom.

Pulling the blankets back we get in on opposite sides facing each other, both using our elbows to keep our heads propped up. He feeds me a strawberry and I do the same for him. His teeth are beautiful, white and straight.  We kiss after we finish the small treat. There’s chocolate on his lips. I start with sucking the bottom lip and then doing the same to the top one, absorbing the rich taste. Using his hand, he lifts my neck up and forces his tongue inside my mouth. The swirls between our tongues grow rougher and I can see his erection forming beneath. I reach and grip it with my hand. We continue to kiss and he starts to fondle me. Inserting a finger inside of my moist vagina while I continue to grope his penis.  He flips me over to my side, my back faces him as my body curves into him; my vagina is vulnerable and exposed. I’m encased with his arms wrapped around me, his penis rubbing against my spot. He hasn’t taken off his underwear yet, I can feel the cloth around his hardness. He lifts the back of my nightgown up and over my head. I remove my hands from the sleeves and it falls to the floor. He places soft kisses on my back all the way up to my neck. Gosh, he really knows how to turn me on. He grabs my hair and kisses the side of my neck. I try to get his penis free from the material securing it. Ethan sees my struggle and rolls off the bed to pull down his black fitted briefs. Standing there looking dreamy in the soft light, he retrieves the wallet from the bedside table and pulls out the foil. He rips it open and slides it over his penis before climbing back in the bed. Gripping my waist, he forces me back and his head slides in my slickness. I gasp. He slowly pushes all the way inside of me, gaining more access with each thrust. I moan when his head hits my g-spot, I start rocking back on him clinching my muscles to keep his penis in place and where I need it to be.

“Shit, Giselle you’re going to make me come. Slow down, baby.”

“We always have the morning for round three.”

I slam back on his penis even harder than before. It makes his thrusts stop. I hope he didn’t come yet, I’m so close right now. When I start to slow down Ethan speeds up, he knows exactly what to do to get me off and quickly. As he thrust deep inside me, he uses one hand to stroke my clitoris. I reach back to grip his upper thigh rocking further back on his penis preparing myself for the upcoming explosion. Within seconds the room starts to spin as my climax reaches a whole new level. Ethan grabs my breast as he pushes in and out of me, his motion becomes steady and soon he comes. His penis starts decreasing in size while still inside me. He slowly removes himself and wraps up the condom to throw it out. I slip on my nightgown when he goes into the bathroom. I lay my head on the comfortable feather pillow and watch Ethan as he walks back to the bed. He puts on navy blue cotton pajama pants and slips in beside me. I lay my head on his chest. I used to always fall asleep listening to his heartbeat.

“I’ve missed you. Sweet dreams.”

I lift my head and our lips meet.

Chapter Six

The bed’s empty and cold when I wake up. Feeling spent and un-fresh from last night’s activities, I jump into the shower. My hasty actions will probably cause problems that I don’t want to deal with. Liam has always been good to me and now I have cheated on him. When I finish my shower I’m telling Ethan this isn’t going to work. Then I will forget this ever happened and work things out with Liam.

Ethan has ordered room service. In the living room, a circular dining table holds all my favorites: fresh fruit, scrambled eggs with onions, cheeses, peppers and bacon.

“Morning.”

“Morning,” I reply. “We need to talk.”

“We have the entire day for talking, let’s eat first.”

I’m reluctant to sit down, but I’m famished. While Ethan prepares my plate, my phone begins to vibrate. There are three missed calls from Liam and a text.

Missing you, will call again tomorrow.

I go from feeling bad to feeling like a low-life.

Turning the screen off, I slip the phone back in my purse. This talk cannot wait any longer, what am I doing here?

“Is everything alright, Giselle?”

“No, it’s not.”

“Tell me what’s on your mind.”

I chew my eggs before responding, “We can’t do this, Ethan.”

“Do what exactly? Obviously you’re not getting what you need from the guy you call your man. Come on, Giselle, our history runs deep.”

I stuff my mouth to get my thoughts together.

“Would you like some juice, Giselle?”

“Sure, thanks.”

He pours me a glass of cranberry. He lifts my chin up in his direction and gives me the best morning kiss I’ve ever had.
Maybe I should stay. No, this isn’t right
. I pull back suddenly and his eyes shoot open. Frustrated, Ethan takes a seat at the opposite end of the table.

Putting the napkin back in his lap he states, “I could apologize for kissing you or putting you in this situation, but I won’t. I’ve been waiting for years to be with you. Now I’ll never let you go.”

“I’m just really confused and have mixed feelings, Ethan. This isn’t fair to Liam and I don’t want to hurt him.”