And there he is.
It’s as though I’ve conjured him right here in front of me, just by sheer power of thought. I stand there for a moment, too shocked to react to the sight of him.
"Ethan?” I manage, finally, my voice sounding as though it is coming from someone else entirely. He nods.
"I’m sorry to just turn up on your doorstep like this, but I couldn’t leave town knowing that you were hurting," he explains quickly. "My flight is in an hour, but I needed to see you again before I went."
"What for?" I ask. My heart is starting to beat faster in my chest. Being this close to him, it’s like everything else falls away. Even those very rational thoughts that I was having before about how much I needed to move on with my life and forget that he had ever been a part of it.
"I need you to know that it wasn’t just a one-night thing for me," he explains, speaking fast. "And I need you to know that I’ll cancel this whole shoot if it means that you’ll believe me."
My eyes widen. "What are you talking about?"
He takes my hands in his, holding them tight. "I know there’s something here between us, Ellie," he continues, his eyes fervent as they meet mine. "And I’m not willing to let that go. I know that you’re committed to your life here and I would never ask you to leave your school behind, but I know that spring break is coming up soon – how about you spend it in Europe? With me?”
My jaw drops. I can hardly process what he is saying right now.
"You mean it?” I ask.
He nods. "I mean it," he replies. "Come with me to Europe. We can talk every day on video chats till then – it'll give us a chance to get to know each other with less... uh, distractions."
He lets his eyes trace down my body as he says that, and I can’t help but laugh. I feel giddy. Is this real? The way he is talking, he sounds sincere, as though he means this with every bone in his body, and I want to believe him more than anything in the world.
"Will you come see me in Europe?” he murmurs, and he plants a kiss on the back of my hand, the same way he did the night before.
Slowly, I nod. "Yes," I reply, a smile spreading over my face. "Of course I will."
He leans down to grasp my face in his hands, and he kisses me – soft at first, and then growing more hard, more urgent.
"I’m going to miss you so much," he murmurs, tucking his hand behind the back of my neck. I can feel the want stirring in me once again.
"How long before you have to go?” I ask, and he grins, kisses me again, and I pull him over the threshold and into the apartment.
I need to have him, one more time, before he goes off into the world once more – I need to make sure that we both have something to remember each other by. He scoops me off the ground, lifts me against the door, his strong arms maneuvering me with ease. I hold onto him tight, winding my arms around him as he pins me against the wood behind me.
"There’s so much that I want to do to you right now," he growls in my ear, and I reach down to feel his cock already hardening through his pants. I need him inside of me. There is something about his strength, his power, that makes me feel deliciously helpless. I know that he can do anything he wants to me right now, and honestly, I am more than willing to let him.
I unzip his pants as he unties my bath robe, it falls open and he groans as he realizes I am wearing nothing else.
“Fuck, Ellie. You are perfection.” His mouth plants hungrily against my neck, his teeth bared against my skin. How did I ever think for a moment that he could be faking this? This is real, so painfully, powerfully real that nothing else seems to matter to me right now. I run my nails over his strong arms, knowing that every moment that we spend here is another that he should be getting to that flight and taking care of his job, and neither of us care one little bit either way.
He kisses over my jaw and to my lips, and then pushes his tongue inside my mouth again as he takes his cock into his hand and presses it against my slit. I am already wet and ready for him, and he guides my body down onto his length, taking me in one long, smooth motion and making my toes curl with pleasure.