The Billionaire's Unauthentic Daughter ✔

C H A P T E R 6 8

❝A kiss seals two souls for a moment in time.❞

I wasted no time in responding back. I immediately threw my arms around his neck and his slid to my waist. I stepped back and my back hit the door but we didn't stop. Our lips were hot against each other. We were in no rush. It was a slow and passionate kiss, one that had my toe curling.

We pulled back for a bit, smiling at each other before our lips met again. I reached a hand out behind me and opened my door. We stumbled inside but paid no attention to our surroundings although I did hear him kick the door close behind him.

We were moving but were unaware of the direction. Our feet moved to wherever there was space to move. For a moment, I was pressed against the study table with my elbow resting on it to support myself and him leaning on me as we continued to ravish each other and then we were moving again.

I felt myself lowering down and then my back was met with the soft bed. Ethan climbed on top of me and we continued where we left off. By then I was pretty sure I had made a nest out of his hair because of me excessively bunching it up and pulling at it.

I stopped abruptly to let out a laugh. He sat up, confused and still straddling me.

"What's so funny?"

I grabbed his arms and pulled him down next to me and now I was straddling him. "Do you remember that night you accidentally came into my room?"

He sat up, a flash of recognition passing his features. "Of course, the day I got to know how it felt like to get kicked in the balls."

"I'm so sorry! But we were wrestling with each other that night, getting on top of each other. This reminded me of that time."

"Except now we aren't trying to kill each other." He pecked my lips. "I should've kissed you back then. I can't believe I wasted so much time on my childish dislike of you when I could've been with you, could've been able to hug you and kiss you."

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "You probably would've gotten kicked in the balls again if you had kissed me then."

He chuckled, the movement of his lips tickling my neck and creating pleasurable pulsing sensations all over my body.

We pulled away and I gently pushed him down on the bed and hovered above him.

I took off my top. Ethan kept staring at me and let out a small "whoa."

I didn't give him much time to react because I captured his lips in a kiss. My hands roamed down to the bottom of his shirt and I pulled at it. Our lips disconnected for a mere seconds for him to take his shirt off and then they glued again.

We were both breathing heavily but it seemed like oxygen wasn't the top priority for us right now.

His lips traveled down and he began peppering kisses on my neck. When he reached my shoulder blade and my bra strap became an obstruction in his path, he hooked two fingers under it and slid it down my shoulder.

In an instant my hands reached behind my back to unhook my bra. Clearly I was feeling a lot horny today and I didn't give proper thought to this because his hands reached mine and he stopped me. He shook his head and buried his face in my neck.

"What...happened?"

"Too soon. I'm not ready." He said and added. "We're not ready."

"Oh, sorry." I said, embarrassed.

"Why are you saying sorry?" He smiled and kissed me lightly. "We should take it slow."

I nodded. "I'll go get ready for bed. Are you...going to sleep here?"