His Wild Imagination.

"Mother… I" Ana gasped when he pressed her heart. Her eyes closed, her breath uneven and her chest heaving.

Her face had turned red, and it looked so alluring that he licked his lips. He could feel the stiffening in his pants and how he wanted to reach home. But now was not the time. His eyes glowed with a dark light.

"Ana? Where are you? What happened darling?" her voice rose with worry and Ana bit her lips to muffle her moans.

The man was being cruel. She never knew Ethan had it in her. His fingers were inside her but he was moving extremely slowly to the limit that it was painful. She wanted to scowl and shout to do it faster but she was afraid that her mother would hear her moans.

Her mother and father had always been conservative. They have allowed her to date but always kept a close eye on her and her friends to make sure that she did not make a mistake.

What if they came to know about her affair and her father decided to marry her to Ethan? No, she could not accept it. 

She glared at him with sharp eyes but he only grinned at her innocently as if he did not understand why she was complaining. 

"I... I am running." she muffled another gasp and replied slowly. "I met a friend and we decided to race to the garden," she said in a breath as she was afraid that she would not be able to speak further as his speed was increasing.

Like a professional musician who knows how to press the buttons, he was playing her with his eyes closed and a thin smile on his face. And she…. Like a cracked dam hardly holding water, she was trying to endure, afraid that her mother could smell her orgasm through the phone. But it was getting hard. 

Since when did he become good? Her brain started to blur as his hands reached for her clit and he pressed it hard. Her eyes widened and her lips parted.

"Are you alright? What happened?" her mother held the phone tightly in her hands and asked in a troubled voice. There was something wrong with the way her daughter was running. She felt anxious for her.

"Nothing, Mother, I am not able to conc. Ah, concentrate and the pebbles hit me. I.. I will talk to you later." she looked at Ethan with pleading eyes only to get a grin in return. 

He nibbled her ears. His fingers disappeared into her warm hole and returned with more vigor. His thumb was tightly pressing her clit to the limit that she had to bite her lips to control her moans.

She was a withering mess in his arms. All she could pray was that her mother would cut the call. And.. she did. but

"This child!" she heard a helpless sigh from the other side. "I have told you to return early and you went for a run so late. Wait there, I will send your father to bring you back." Before she could refuse, her mother already cut the phone. 

Ana pouted and glared at Ethan who was fingering for a while. 

"You.." she withered, "why did you do that?" she complained but he only laughed.

"Because I realized that you enjoy the thrill. The moment the call was connected, you went wet." she frowned and wanted to refute it but his speed increased and her mind started to blur.

She felt the intensity churning her stomach. "Oh! Ethan…" she screamed as her nails dug deeper into his scalp. The intensity started to build and she stiffened at once.

And in the next second, she convulsed hard. Her body shook and the dam finally broke. She came on his fingers hard and fast.

It left her breathless and covered with sweat. A pool of her came falling on the sofa too. He stared at it with a dark gleam in his eyes.

Their eyes met and she felt something strange in his eyes. As if the person had been changed completely.

"Your mother had guessed something," he spoke softly and her eyes widened as if she finally remembered the phone call.

"I should leave before my father reaches there." she pouted. But did not move. He felt a hint of submission in the way she waited for him to nod.

He chuckled and ran a finger on her lips, the succulent lips molded around his fingers. 

"Yes, you should." With that, he moved to the side so that she could stand up easily. He felt a hint of disappointment in her eyes that thrilled him. He could already imagine the things he could do with her.

All his wild imaginations, things he had seen in those videos started to come alive in his mind and he grinned. He could not wait to do all of them.

His eyes narrowed on her thin waist, and her bottoms swayed as she went to retrieve her clothes. He wanted to hold her again and drag her on the sofa when she bent to pick up her clothes.

Her tits bounced and her bottom. He licked his lips, full of desire. 

"Tomorrow, you are going shopping for the interior of the shop I have brought," he whispered, gaining her attention. She turned to look at him with mirth in her eyes.

"Do not tell me that you are going to continue that foolish excuse." he frowned and stopped midway. 

"Why do you think it is an excuse?" he asked, tilting his head as she wore her top again and pulled her pants on her legs.

She rolled her eyes at the foolish question. He was asking her that!

"Setting up a business needs a lot of investment. But that is not the only thing, Ethan. You need to manage it properly. You must know accounts and management. Not only that, you should be strict with your employees. Running business would take a lot which you.." she paused but words were not required to convey her thoughts as she shook her head with a look of disapproval in his eyes.

But he did not mind her district. He just snickered that she thought he was a fool.

"Let the time decide it then. For now, I have decided that I would open this shop. But Anna, this would not be the last one. Soon, I would have a chain of shops all over the country." Ana looked at him with a look that said "Yeah! Whatever." and adjusted her clothes.

But before she could leave, he held her and pulled her back into his lap. 

"Ethan, I want to stay too." she confessed, "but I must go or my father will be there before me." she sighed as she inhaled the new smell coming from him. Did he use the perfume? Most of the time, she only smells mutton and oil on his skin.

"When you go shopping tomorrow and come here to show me things, wear a dress. I do not want to see you in these tops and T-shirts anymore. Wear a red knee-length bodycon dress so that I can feast on your figure." 

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