Perfect Bastard (by Mary D. Sant) novel Chapter 127

Better If You Did It

ELLIE

“Ethan…” I protested, feeling his hands slide down to my ass.

“We need to make up,” he teased, his brown eyes looking a little lost,

even sexier because of the alcohol.

“No, you’re drunk.” I moved his hands back to my waist.

“That’s never been a problem for us.”

“Maybe when we both are, but right now, you need a shower, and then

we’re going to bed.”

“To bed?” he repeated suggestively, pulling me even closer, crushing

my breasts against his chest.

“To sleep, you pervert.” I tried to hide my smile.

“I have a better idea…” he said, using one hand to try to undo the

knot at the front of my robe,

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“No.” I pushed his hand away.

Closing his eyes, he sighed in frustration, finally seeming to give up.

“Alright.” He suddenly stood up, making me take a small step back.

Then he started unbuttoning his black shirt, struggling a little. When

he finished, sliding it off his shoulders and tossing it aside, he moved

to his belt, once again struggling slightly before finally getting it

undone.

I tried not to laugh as I watched him, at the same time savoring the sight of every new inch of skin revealed. However, any amusement completely vanished from my face when he unzipped his pants and

got rid of them, stripping off the rest in the process.

Shit. He was hard.

Swallowing hard, I forced my gaze back to his face, rolling my eyes at him, trying to ignore the desire the sight stirred in me.

“I’m going to wait in bed,” I warned, turning my back to him, but before I could take another step, he pulled me back, wrapping an arm

around me.

I closed my eyes as I felt his erection press just above my ass.

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“I think I might need your help. After all, I am drunk,” he teased

against my ear, and before I could protest, he started dragging me

toward the bathtub, lifting my feet off the floor.

“You should take a shower, not a bath,” I retorted, trying to break free

from his arms as he stopped in front of the bathtub, allowing me to

place my feet back on the floor again.

“You’re getting in with me.”

“Not a chance.”

“You were the one who insisted on the shower… and I could end up

drowning if I doze off.”

“You seem very ‘awake‘ to me.”

I felt his smile against my neck in response.

“Please,” he whispered against my ear, sending shivers down my

spine.

Damn. Even drunk, he was still a master at playing dirty.

“I’m not getting in again… but I’ll stay to make sure you don’t

‘drown.‘ Take it or leave it,” I offered.

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“Then I’ll take it,” he said, kissing my shoulder before finally letting

go of me.

Moving past me, he stepped into the tub, giving me a perfect view of

his toned back and muscular ass before sitting down and settling into

the water.

This is a terrible idea. I shouldn’t have stayed.

“Come here,” he requested, gesturing to the edge beside him.

“If you pull me in, you’re sleeping on the couch,” I warned as I

stepped closer. His lips curved slightly, but the sensual expression

remained.

“Since you’re here…” he continued, taking my hand as I sat on the

edge. “You could use those hands for something useful.”

“You really are a pervert.”

“I meant with the soap.”

“I think you can handle that yourself.”

“Yes, but it would feel even better if you did it. So, please?”

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Rolling my eyes, I sighed in surrender, unable to say no to him.

Grabbing the liquid soap from the opposite edge, he poured some

into my hand.

After spreading it between my palms, I started with his shoulders,

rubbing gently.

“It would be better if you took that off–you might get it wet,” he

teased, referring to my robe as I felt his body relax under my touch.

“I was serious about the couch,” I shot back.

With a smirk on his lips, he closed his eyes, sinking into the water.

How did he manage to be even more annoyingly sexy when he was drunk?

Moving from his shoulders to his arms and then to his chest, I kept

rubbing his skin in a gentle massage, noticing that despite looking

relaxed, his breathing was growing heavier.

Trailing my fingers lower, I slid down his abdomen, feeling a bit of

tension beneath my touch.

Looks like I wasn’t the only one affected by what we were doing.

Maybe it was best to keep things within limits.

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But when I tried to move my hand back up to his chest, his hand caught mine, stopping me and guiding it downward again.

“Just a little,” he murmured, his voice nearly hoarse, now staring at

me with open eyes.

Holding his gaze, I swallowed hard, feeling my pulse quicken as he led

my hand, gliding it over his firm skin, past his navel, and under the

water, until I felt his cock beneath my fingers.

My breath hitched. Using his hand, he made me grip him, letting out

a low moan.

“This wasn’t part of the deal,” I whispered, meeting his dazed gaze

once more.

“I know you want to get in,” he whispered teasingly.

“Be quick,” I shot back, shaking off his hand and taking control of the

movements.

Keeping a firm grip on him, I started moving my fingers, gradually

increasing the pace while trying to ignore my own arousal.

But feeling him thick and hard beneath my fingers was making me

wetter by the second.

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“Fuck…” he growled, the deep sound sending shivers through me.

I had to fight the growing urge to just get in the water and ride him. I

needed to end this quickly.

Tightening my grip, I moved faster, sliding up and down effortlessly

beneath the water.

I could feel the way his thighs and abs tensed in response as he

panted, letting his head fall back with a deep moan.

“Fuck, baby… almost…”

“Yes, come for me,” I whispered, encouraging him, feeling another

shiver run through me at his words.

Holding my gaze with an expression that nearly drove me insane, he

tried to hold out a little longer, but I couldn’t allow that–I was at my