Loving A STRANGER Chapter 113
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Later in the night, Nate found himself so drunk, yet he still had not managed to obtain any valuable information from William. William was quite tipsy as well but determined not to say a word about him and Kylie even though his uncle kept badgering him. He was puzzled why Nate had not chosen to be a reporter provided that he was so interested in useless gossip. But deep down in William's heart, he suspected Nate was hunting for details between him and Kylie for other reasons while his brain was fully soaked in alcohol and could not work anymore.
Ethan was the only man who stayed clear-minded and completely sober even though he was drinking as well. He called Nate's family to pick him up and then walked into the living room where he found Kylie sitting and playing some sort of dancing game on William's sixty-inch television.
"Seems like you're having fun!" Ethan lazily drawled while smirking at Kylie's moves. His little wife looks seductive under his drowsy mind.
"Yes. It's so fun! I…" Kylie was about to continue when Ethan walked over and wrapped his arms around Kylie's slim waist and dragged her out of the room. She could smell an alcohol odor from his breath.
William had been sitting on the couch in the corner, watching Kylie play. He watched the scene with intensity as Ethan held Kylie in his arms and looked down at her with deeply loving eyes instead of his usual cold look, he passed to practically everyone else. Kylie, too, beamed up at him with pleasure and love. Most surprisingly, the two stopped right before William and then hugged and kissed like he did not exist at all…
William felt a weird feeling wash over him. He must be drunk, and he has to be! His Uncle Ethan would definitely not behave so unusually. He forgot about his drunk brother in the dining room and his nephew, who was sitting right in front of him instead of embracing a woman and kissing her precisely in front of William? What's going on with these two? They are so shameless doing such kind of inappropriate activity in front of him. He thought silently.
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Yes, Ethan thought to himself. I am doing this exactly as your mind is thinking! Kylie is mine, my dear nephew!
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After reaching home, Kylie and Ethan were changing in their room.
"There is nothing going on between William and me."
"I trust you," Ethan replied while continuing to take off his clothes and walking into the bathroom.
Kylie followed and stopped him, "You're lying!" She stood in his way, looking straight at his eyes, "If you actually trusted me, you would not have allowed Nate to ask those questions. You do suspect me!" Kylie yelled loudly.
"You have misunderstood. That was Nate who was simply curious," Ethan calmly replied with a poker face, but Kylie could tell from his coldness that he was displeased.
"William is merely a friend! A good friend!" Upon Kylie's finishing, she saw Ethan glancing at the bedside table where Kylie had placed a book William had given her that night. If they were just friends, how come William knew so well what she liked to eat, read, and play? William had even proclaimed his love to her in public before. But Ethan would never admit to anyone that he was jealous of their 'friendly' relationship.
Kylie suddenly smiled like a Cheshire cat and realized why Ethan was acting the way he was.
Kylie laughed out loud, "Ethan, are you jealous?"
"I'm not." Ethan denied too soon, revealing his actual feelings. Kylie grinned and hugged Ethan's neck, sensually touching his chin with her lips, "You may lie, but your body will tell me the truth…" Ethan stood straight, letting Kylie twist herself around his body like a vine until she suddenly stopped and started to suck on his lips.
"Kylie Finch…" The man turned around, pressing the woman in his arms against the wall. He could taste the strawberry-scented lip balm Kylie had just worn on her lips. He placed his palm against the curve of her waist and pushed her into his body, tightly. Kylie could smell a vague alcohol smell on his lips. She leaned further into him, pressing her whole body and rubbing against him, smiling as she heard Ethan breathing heavily.
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"Do you know what you're doing to me?" Ethan grunted out. "I want you, the whole you!"
Kylie gasped sharply, now being extremely turned on herself. She caught Ethan's hand and brought it down to her aching wet core.
Ethan shook his head with surprise and stilled suddenly. He let go of Kylie and watched her curiously.
Kylie frowned and looked up at Ethan, her heart aching at his reaction. "I admit that I was in love with Aiden before. But now I'm 100% sure I want you, and I know I will not regret anything I do with you. I love you!"
"Are you sure you will not regret it? Even after knowing what's in…" Ethan asked timidly.
"I don't care about anything, Ethan! I love you, and nothing can change that! I trust you."
Ethan pressed Kylie into his arms with great force. With one hand on her waist, he placed the other on her neck, guiding her closer to his lips. He was vigorous yet gentle, keeping in mind that Kylie had not seen the rough side of him. Kylie leaned her head against his chest feeling his strong muscles. Kylie then raised her head from his arms, kissing his lips to show encouragement. She then turned away, pulling Ethan's hand behind her.
Kylie led Ethan towards the secret door, which had remained locked ever since she moved in with him. The door could only be unlocked with Ethan's fingerprint. When she placed Ethan's finger close to it, he clenched his hands, "Give me some time Kylie…"
"Ethan…" Kylie whined like a little girl being denied her toys.
A fierce kiss responded to Kylie, and the two hugged and stumbled back to their bedroom.
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