Forced To Marry My Cousin's Fiancé

Chapter 93: Chapter 93

Lane glanced at Ethan as his driver pulled into the parking lot of her condo.

She watched as he hopped out of the car and strode toward them with a purposeful, swift gait. He reached the door and pulled it open for them.

Ethan leaned in to look at them. Lane’s heart hammered against her ribs, and her cheeks flushed the second their eyes locked. She couldn’t miss the sparkle in his eyes as he focused entirely on her.

She felt another wave of heat rise to her face as she remembered what he’d said to Calvin earlier. He had told her son, point-blank, that he loved her very much.

Honestly, Lane couldn’t help but wonder if he actually meant it. He had seemed so sincere when he said it to the boy.

When he spoke those words, his voice had been thick with seriousness. Lane knew Ethan. He was the type of guy who was always blunt about his feelings. He spoke his mind, period. If he was pissed off or hated something, he said so, and Lane had seen that firsthand.

So, did that mean he truly loved her? Were her instincts right after all? Was she wrong to think he didn’t care or that she wasn’t the one he chose? But if he loved her, why did he choose to save Olivia that day they both fell into the pool?

Ethan’s voice snapped her out of her head.

"Let me take Calvin, Lane. I don’t want you struggling," he said.

They were almost home, and her son had passed out on her lap. The child hadn’t slept at all at the office. She’d told him to nap, but he’d refused, choosing instead to spend every second chatting with Ethan. And Ethan, instead of grinding through his work, had given Calvin his undivided attention.

She’d let it happen because she saw how happy it made her son. She didn’t want to rob the boy of that joy, even if she wasn’t quite ready to tell him that Ethan was his father.

Ethan didn’t wait for an answer. He reached in to lift the sleeping boy from her. Lane’s eyes went wide when his hand accidentally brushed against her chest.

The contact sent a sharp shiver straight down her spine.

When she looked up at him, she noticed he had frozen, his gaze fixed on her. Her lips parted at the raw intensity in his dark eyes. She quickly looked away and cleared her throat, prompting Ethan to finish gathering the sleeping child.

Once he had him settled in his arms, she finally climbed out of the car. She started walking toward the building, and without a word, Ethan followed her.

It didn’t take long to reach her front door. She unlocked it, but before stepping inside, she caught Ethan’s eye. He caught her drift immediately and headed in first.

"G-give him to me," she stammered. She mentally kicked herself for the stutter.

She reached out to take Calvin, but he wasn’t having it. "I’ve got him, Lane. Just show me where to put him down," he said.

She didn’t argue. She just did what he asked. "Follow me," she said, leading him toward the bedroom. "Just lay him on the bed."

He nodded and carefully lowered Calvin onto the mattress. Lane moved in to pull the blanket over her son, bending down to tuck him in properly.

When she straightened up, she accidentally backed right into Ethan. The sudden contact startled her, and she nearly lost her balance as she tried to scramble away.

A steady hand caught her by the waist to keep her from falling. The moment he touched her, she felt a wave of heat spread through her entire body.

She reflexively stepped back, but her foot landed squarely on one of Calvin’s toys.

She stumbled again, but just like before, a strong arm wrapped around her waist and hauled her flush against his body.

The tingling sensation from his touch made her panic, and she shoved him away.

The sudden push caught Ethan off guard, causing him to lose his footing too. Since he still had a grip on her waist, she went down right along with him.

They both landed hard on the bed. Lane’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when her lips accidentally crashed into Ethan’s. Of all the places he could have landed, it had to be right on her mouth.

But she didn’t expect what happened next. Instead of pulling away, she felt his lips begin to move against hers. It was slow at first, but then the rhythm changed.

It became passionate, almost desperate.

He kissed her with a slow, sensual intensity that made her head spin and sent shivers through her whole body.

Lane couldn’t explain it, but instead of pushing him away for being so bold, she found herself closing her eyes. She parted her lips, giving him the green light to kiss her however he wanted.

When Ethan felt her mouth open, he deepened the kiss even more. She reached up, one hand gripping the back of his neck and pulling him in to press their lips together even more firmly.

Lane couldn’t help but rest both her hands on his shoulders. When she felt him nip at her lower lip, her grip tightened. A stifled moan escaped her as Ethan took the chance to slip his tongue into her mouth.

She moaned again, the sound soft and airy, when he began to suck on her tongue.

In that moment, she lost all control. Her lips began to move on their own, mimicking the way he kissed her. She matched his rhythm perfectly, copying every move of his mouth against hers.

She hadn’t expected her body to react like this. She had to admit it, she’d missed the way Ethan kissed her. She thought she’d lost that feeling forever, yet here they were, lost in each other once again.

After a while, the kiss grew more tender. She could feel the raw longing and love in the way he held her, and it nearly moved her to tears. Lane was completely overwhelmed by the rush of emotions.

Ethan lingered for a few more seconds before finally releasing her lips. She was left breathless.

Ethan held her gaze, his eyes intense and unwavering. She saw love, longing, and a hunger there that she had missed for so long. She couldn’t bring herself to look away.

"I love you, Lane," Ethan said, his voice husky and dead serious.

"I loved you so much back then, and I still love you now."

He didn’t wait for her to say a word before his lips descended on hers again. Since her mouth was already parted, he easily slipped his tongue back in, exploring her mouth with renewed heat.

The fire in her body flared as his hands began to roam. She instinctively arched her back when he squeezed her breast. Even through her clothes, she could feel the searing warmth of his palms.

The heat rushed through her, leaving her gasping for air when Ethan finally pulled away from her mouth.

Her neck arched back on its own as his lips trailed down her throat. When he gently bit her there, she moaned again, but she quickly clamped a hand over her mouth, suddenly remembering their child sleeping right beside them.

The realization brought her back to her senses, but the fire Ethan had ignited was still burning hot.

"Calvin... Ethan, he might wake up," she whispered. He must have heard her because he stopped and lifted his head from her shoulder.

He glanced over at their son. Seeing Calvin fast asleep on the bed seemed to snap him back to reality, and he moved off her. Lane felt a strange, brief pang of disappointment when he pulled away. But it didn’t last long, because he immediately took her hand and pulled her up to her feet.

Lane’s lips parted in surprise when he suddenly scooped her up. Her legs automatically wrapped around his waist as he carried her toward the bathroom.

The moment they stepped inside, he pinned her against the wall and claimed her mouth again.

His kisses were fierce, hungry, and burning. She clung to his neck, eagerly matching his pace. His mouth trailed from her chin down to her collarbone. Lane leaned her head to the side, letting him kiss, lick, and trail his mouth along her neck.

A soft moan escaped her again, and she tried to suppress it, terrified Calvin might wake up.

Ethan lavished her neck with kisses for several minutes before adjusting his hold. He lifted her until her face was level with his chest, then buried his face against her. Still unsatisfied, he gently lowered her to the ground.

She nearly lost her footing when her feet hit the cold tiles, but Ethan caught her. He pressed himself even closer. She bit her lip when she felt his hardness against her abdomen.

The sensation ignited a heat that wasn’t just warmth anymore. It was a consuming fire. Ethan wasted no time stripping her of every piece of clothing until she stood completely naked before him.

She couldn’t help but blush under his intense stare. She could see the hunger in his eyes as they roamed over her body.

She instinctively moved to cover herself, but Ethan stopped her.

"Don’t," he said, his voice raspy. "Don’t hide from me, Lane. I’ve missed you so much... but seeing you like this feels even better than I remembered. I want you to feel exactly how much I’ve been aching to claim you again."

Without waiting for a response, Ethan buried his face between her breasts. She closed her eyes as his tongue swept over her skin. Her back arched when his warm lips found one of her nipples. He sucked hungrily, driving her wild.

"Ethan..." she gasped, unable to hold back the moan.

"I’ve missed the sound of my name in your mouth," Ethan murmured, his lips still against her skin.

She bit her lip, her heart racing at his words. He didn’t stop, lavishing one nipple with his tongue while his hand kneaded the other. She covered her mouth to keep from crying out as he moved from one breast to the other.

He continued until he finally pulled her by the waist and positioned her under the showerhead. Lane flinched as the cold water hit her skin, but it did nothing to extinguish the fire inside, especially when Ethan dropped to his knees in front of her.

"E-Ethan..."

He looked up at her, his hands gripping her legs. "Let me devour every inch of you, Lane."

He didn’t give her a chance to speak. A loud moan escaped her as he buried his face in her womanhood. She closed her eyes, feeling his tongue against her.

She was already soaked from the shower, but the sensation made her even wetter.

Ethan lifted one of her legs and draped it over his shoulder.

She leaned her back against the wall for support, her fingers tangling in his hair. As his lips and tongue explored her, the sensations became overwhelming. She felt his tongue swirling around her, then moving in and out with a rhythm that intensified when he added his finger to the mix.

"Ethan..."

He kept at it, licking and sucking until she was whimpering from the waves of pleasure building inside her. She bit her lip so hard she thought it might bleed as the tension in her lower abdomen reached a breaking point. Ethan explored her completely, savoring every part of her.

"Ethan!" she gasped, her body trembling as the wave finally crashed over her.

Lane cried out in a rush of ecstasy while Ethan stayed right there, ensuring she reached the very peak of satisfaction. She thought he would stop then, but she was wrong.

His lips began to move sensually over her again. His tongue moved with such intensity that she couldn’t stop moaning until her throat actually ached.

The tension built all over again. Another long moan escaped her as she reached a second peak. Finally, Ethan let her go. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as he slowly stripped off his own clothes, leaving nothing between them.

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