~~KEANU~~
I spent the twenty-five-minute ride back to the penthouse in torture. It was the only thing I could call it after having to keep my hands to myself in the backseat when I had Ethel's warm body pressed against mine and my hard d**k straining against my slacks.
The elevator ride was even more agony. But the moment the penthouse door closed behind us, Ethel placed her hands over my chest and pushed me back against the door.
Hard enough that breath rushed out of me. Then she pulled my head down and crashed her lips on mine, catching me off guard with her intensity.
And f**k, I loved it.
I loved it when she was submissive and obedient to my commands and touch. But this confident version of her, unapologetically taking what she wanted, was just as intoxicating.
Our tongues tangle
