The Apartment: The Complete Affair (53 page)

Trying to ignore the sudden rush of heat through her body, Lily grabbed his shake and turned back toward the car. “Uh… let’s get going before these melt.”

“Any particular place you’d like to park?” The heavy-lidded gaze he gave her as he climbed into the car was enough to make her need to wipe her chin.

“Somewhere… private?” was all she could squeak out.

He said nothing in return, only inhaling sharply once before tearing off in the direction of the woods. They reached their special clearing in record time and ate their lunch even faster, although it was rather distracting for both of them. They tried to talk about their day as they ate, but Ethan found himself staring as she dunked her fries in her shake and brought them to her mouth, moaning softly as she chewed and licked her lips, and Lily couldn’t keep her eyes off of his Adam’s apple as it bobbed up and down when he swallowed.

“Okay, I’m just going to say it,” she finally declared after a few more longing glances at each other. “This is really…” She tried to think of a word that wasn’t
hard
. “Difficult.”

“I know,” he sighed, nodding his head in agreement. “It’s taking all I’ve got to keep myself from attacking you right now.”

“May I ask why you brought me all the way out here when you don’t want us to do anything yet?”

“Well, you said you wanted privacy. This was the first place that popped into my head. Besides, I never said we couldn’t do
anything
.” He waggled his eyebrows at her playfully, which only caused her to moan louder. “What’s wrong?”

“Would you please stop making such adorable faces?” Lily whined.

“Why?”

“Because the cuter your face gets, the more I want to sit on it!”

“
Fuck
!” he hissed through his teeth, lunging across the console at her and sending their bag of trash flying in the process.

His lips crashed into hers with an almost painful force, his tongue probing her mouth hungrily as he pulled her to him. Once Lily realized what was happening she responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and sliding her hands up the back of his neck until she was anchoring his head against her, kissing him with everything she had.

“You just… can’t…
say
shit like that, Lily!” he groaned into her mouth, punctuating his words with flicks of his tongue around hers, sucking her bottom lip between his teeth for emphasis.

“Why?” she gasped, her lips already swollen from his kisses. “It’s the truth.”

“Because my control is so weak right now, it could snap at any second! Here, feel.” He grabbed her hand and ran it down his abdomen, bringing it to rest on the prominent bulge in the front of his jeans. “Feel what you fucking do to me!”

“Oh God,” she moaned, closing her fingers around it, cupping him firmly. “Then do something about it! Fuck me and put us both out of our misery!” She began to tighten her grip, rubbing and squeezing him through his jeans until his eyes were rolling back in his head.

“Lily,” he whimpered, forcing himself to look at her again. “Please… just a little more time.”

“But how
much
time? That’s what’s killing me! This is just torture!”

“Soon,” he panted, leaning over to place open-mouthed kisses down her neck. Greg had called him that very morning to let him know that he had a meeting scheduled for that afternoon that sounded promising. Ethan had told Greg to inform him the second he had an answer. “I’m supposed to find out today. As soon as I know when, you’ll know when. I swear.” He lapped at a bead of sweat that had collected on her collarbone before shifting and starting back up the other side of her throat. When he reached her earlobe he sucked it between his teeth, nibbling lightly and pulling back to whisper in her ear. “If I have my way, it will be as soon as humanly possible.”

His hand began to wander up her side, stopping to close over her breast, the firm peak of her nipple poking into his palm. She arched into him more fully and cried out, her head reeling from an overload of sensation.

“Ethan… please… I need…”

“What do you need, beautiful girl?” he said in the most delicious, husky whisper against her skin, his tongue and lips making her forget her own name. “Tell me. Let me help you.”

She could barely think, her head was so foggy with lust, so she let her body take over for her. Giving his erection a final squeeze before letting go and loving the hiss it caused him to make against her mouth as they kissed, she slid her hand back between their bodies until she could slip it inside the waistband of her pants, and then down farther, inside her panties. She was met with an embarrassing amount of wetness, her outer lips slick and swollen with desire. Sweeping two fingers across her heated sex, she pulled her fingers back out and held them up in front of his face.

He stopped everything he was doing, transfixed at the sight of her fingers coated and dripping with her moisture. A primal shudder ran through him, making his cock grow impossibly harder. Before he could gather his wits enough to say anything, Lily shoved them between his lips.

At the first taste of her fluids on his tongue, a loud growl ripped loose from his chest and echoed in the car. Ethan began sucking on her fingers furiously, worried that he might pass out from the absolute heaven of finally tasting her again. Only when he had lapped up every drop could he pull away long enough to snarl two words at her.

“Back. Seat.”

She didn’t need to be told twice, scrambling out of the car and running to the back. By the time she had shut the door, he was already next to her, pulling and yanking at her pants and underwear as he kissed her frantically. Once he’d gotten them down over the swell of her hips and toward her knees, he started inhaling in choppy, ragged breaths between his kisses.

“
Fuck
… I can fucking smell you already,” he grunted, leaning back on his knees long enough to rip one of her shoes off and toss it in the front. “I need to see you, baby. I missed this delicious, beautiful pussy… so much.”

Lily could hardly speak. She simply tried to keep from hyperventilating as she panted and kicked her legs to help him pull her pants the rest of the way off. By the time they had one leg free, they both decided it was enough without saying a word, letting the rest of the fabric bunch up around the shoe on her other foot as it dangled over the floor mat.

“Oh my God,” he gasped, unable to look her in the eye once his gaze had locked onto her dripping sex. “You’re so fucking wet for me, baby.” He ripped his t-shirt off over his head and pulled up on her hips. “Here, lift up.” When she was up high enough, he slid his shirt underneath her, putting a barrier between her and the upholstery. Slowly he slid his hands between her thighs, pulling her legs wider until her free leg was resting with her foot on the back window ledge.

“Oh fuck,” he whimpered. “I thought I remembered how perfect you were… how gorgeous this was.” When he finally glanced up at her, he looked almost apologetic. “No memory can compare.”

And with that, he promptly buried his face between her legs.

The sounds that emanated from that car would have terrified any unsuspecting hiker who might have happened by after that. Ethan’s groans and Lily’s cries of pleasure blended together to make some sort of raw, primal soundtrack to their stolen afternoon.

He licked and sucked at her wet, swollen flesh, quickly feeling drunk on her lust. Swirling his tongue around and around her clitoris, he would leave just long enough to dip it inside her opening a few times before flattening it out once more and making long, broad swipes back up to her tightened bundle of nerves. When he eventually felt her hands clamp down on his head and hold him in place as she started to grind herself into his face, he growled over and over against her wet flesh, emitting noises she thought were merely animalistic grunts, but in truth was his possessive mantra:
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine!

Ethan was so hard he was throbbing painfully, unconsciously shifting his hips against the seat beneath him to relieve some of the pressure as he devoured her. When he slid two long, slender fingers deep inside her and began massaging her from the inside while she bucked against him, he knew that it wasn’t going to be much longer before she found her release. And when he curled those same fingers upwards and pressed in just the right spot, causing her inner muscles to clamp down and grip him tightly while she screamed his name and flooded his fingers with her fluids, he knew it wasn’t going to be much longer before he found
his
release.

Lily’s hands gripped and pulled at his hair as she rode out her explosive climax, nearly passing out from the pleasure. As she crashed back down to reality, she was surprised to feel a huge tremor pass through Ethan’s body, a guttural moan escaping his throat before he collapsed with his head on her stomach. She stroked his hair lovingly, realizing that she had missed this intimacy with him even more than she had thought.

“That was so fucking amazing,” she panted. When he didn’t reply after a moment, she looked down to find that his face was buried in her stomach. “Is something wrong, baby? I didn’t forget about you, you know. I just needed a second to recoup,” she laughed lightly. “You almost knocked me out there.”

“Um… I don’t really think you need to do anything right now,” he mumbled, still averting his eyes.

“But I want to! I miss you too. We should have enough time if we hurry,” she said, starting to sit up.

“Uh, no, that’s okay,” he replied, pushing her back down. “Just rest here for a minute before we have to go back. That took a lot out of both of us.”

“Is something wrong?” She was beginning to get concerned at how distant he was acting. “Why won’t you let me help you, too?” She propped herself on her elbows and forced his chin up until he was looking at her.

“Because I don’t exactly need any help anymore,” he muttered, his face turning beet red.

“Oh!” It finally dawned on her what he was trying to say. “You mean you… already?”

“
Yes
!” he snapped.

“Well, that’s okay,” she smiled. “Why are you so upset? Didn’t you pretty much do the same thing yesterday on the pool table?”

“That was different, it was intentional. This wasn’t.”

“Why does that matter? I mean, I’m bummed that I can’t repay the favor until later, but what’s the big deal?”

“The big deal is that I haven’t blown my load like a teenager since I fucking
was
a teenager. I got so goddamn turned on going down on you that I couldn’t hold it once you started coming.”

“Well, that’s no reason to be embarrassed. I’m actually flattered.”

“
Flattered
?!”

“Yeah,” she smiled. “Now that I think about it, it’s kinda hot.”

“How can you possibly find that hot?”

“Okay, pretend for a second our roles were reversed. Look how turned on you get just knowing that I’m wet for you. How hot would it be if I just got so excited while sucking you off that I couldn’t stop myself from coming without even touching myself?”

“Well… when you put it like
that
,” he laughed.

“Exactly. It would drive you crazy, don’t even try to say it wouldn’t. It’s the same for me. I’m actually going to have a very hard time concentrating at work this afternoon, just thinking of you so turned on for me.”

“Speaking of work, we better get you back before you’re late.”

“Oh crap,” she sighed, glancing at her watch. “Yeah, we should get going.”

Lily shimmied back into her pants awkwardly, grabbing her shoe from the front seat and shoving her foot in it. When Ethan sat up and lifted his shirt to put it back on, she gasped loudly.

“Good lord! Please don’t tell me you are thinking about wearing that again.”

“What? Why not?” He held it up and turned it back and forth, showcasing the enormous wet spot that had soaked through both sides of the material. “I don’t see anything wrong here,” he chuckled. “It’s just a little love stain.”

“Well, there’s a whole lotta love on that shirt!” she laughed.

“No kidding, I think I might frame this thing. I mean, it’s like a personal best. I sort of feel accomplished right now.”

“No fair! If you get to frame that, then I get to scrapbook those jeans you’re wearing.”

He looked her in the eye and winked. “Touché.”

Getting out of the car, Ethan walked to the back and popped the trunk. After a minute of listening to him rustle around, Lily grew tired of trying to guess what he was doing and stepped out to follow him.

The sight that greeted her nearly made her heart stop.

Ethan was standing in the bright sunshine, completely nude, rifling through a few boxes in his trunk.

Once she finally regained her composure enough to speak, she cleared her throat dramatically. When he stopped what he was doing long enough to look at her, she couldn’t help but laugh. “Uh… baby, what the hell are you doing?”

“I have a box of old clothes in here with some of my art supplies,” he explained as he shoved a few more things around. “I was thinking of maybe doing some sketching or painting out here later, and I always keep spare clothes around in case I get splattered on.”

“You got splattered on, alright,” she teased.

“You can say that again,” he mumbled to himself as he tore open another box. “Ha! There they are.”

Lily watched as he climbed into another ungodly sexy pair of jeans that rode low on his hips, accentuating the fact that he was going commando. She would have been perfectly fine to stand there slack-jawed and staring for the rest of the day, but when he pulled an old black t-shirt over his head and turned around, she almost squealed when she saw
I’m Old Gregg
on the front of it in large white letters.

“Oh my God! Where did you get that?”

“Over in England a few years back. Why do you look so surprised? I told you I was a Boosh fan.”

“I don’t know… I guess I just…” Lily had no idea how to articulate the fact that seeing him in a goofy old novelty shirt struck such a chord with her that it was like she was looking at a mixture of her soul mate and her wildest dream come to life. Smiling up at him bashfully, she blushed. “I guess I just really like it.”