Chapter 45 - Ethan

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It's been a long time since the last time I visited Julian Town. I would love to come, but my crazy schedule wouldn't let me. The project in Asia takes most of my time. But now it's settled so I'll have some free time before the end year with all of our events.

Madeline asked me to drop her at her house and promised later she would come to Helen. So here I am alone in Helen's house. The house in Julian Town is big, not as huge as the one in LA, but still bigger than most of the house here. Julian Town is a small town. You won't miss Grandma's house here. I wonder why Madeline never realized this before. Obviously, a baker couldn't afford this small mansion.

I walk to the kitchen. We still have some of the house staff here. A maid and a gardener to help Helen maintain the house.

"From the smell, I'm sure this must be one of my favorite foods," I say, and Grandma turns around, beaming happily. "It's time for you to show up, young man!"

I chuckle and come to hug her. "Is that my favorite butternut soup?"

"Of course! When my grandson is in town, I'll make his favorite food!" She hugs me tightly. "Welcome back home, Ethan."

I hug her tight, too. I glance at the soup and give her my perfect grin. "I love you so much, Grandma."

She laughs and pokes me. "I'm immune to your grin. You should do that to Madeline so she will want to go on a date with you." I just laugh. I can't wait to see her reaction when she finds out about us.

"Where is Mads? She promised me to have lunch with me."

"She's at her house now. She said she needs to take care of some stuff. Later she will come here."

"Perfect!" My grandma beams. She really loves Madeline. I can see from her happy eyes whenever she mentions about her.

"Grandma, how come Madeline never realized about you before. Our house here isn't that small."

Grandma chuckles. "Now I feel bad—"

"Because she never invited me before," comes Madeline's voice. Both of us turn around and look at her. God, I don't know how, but I'm sure she's getting prettier every time I see her. She is wearing a yellow sundress, the hem of the dress is around her knees. She brings some jar to the kitchen.

"I bring this for you Helen." She puts the jar on the kitchen counter. "You said you like this brand for their bolognese sauce, right? I found it at the mini market near my apartment," she says happily and Helen joins her with something like, "I've been looking for this for months!"

"When did you buy it, Sweetness?" I ask her while putting my arm on her waist. She glances at me, notices that we will tell Helen about our relationship.

"This one? I bought it this morning before you picked me up. Because yesterday I was so tired." She shrugs, her face is blushing a bit. I know what she meant. Yesterday, just like any other day, we ended up tangled in bed, panting. Yesterday was extra because she was torturing me with her sexy dress at the office. She knew I was packed that day. I couldn't do anything except ogle and drool over her from time to time. So I punished her afterwards. It was a perfect punishment for my naughty girlfriend.

"Sorry, you asked for it, baby," I laugh and kiss her cheeks.

Helen studies us. "Did I miss something?" She asks, narrowing her eyes at me.

"Ah, I forgot to tell you, Grandma!" I grin. "Let me introduce you to my girlfriend, Madeline Parker."

My grandma's eyes widen, her mouth opens. For a while, she cannot utter a word. "Oh my God!" She takes Madeline's hand. "You give him a chance?" She asks curiously and Madeline laughs. "God, I'm so happy! Thank you, Mads! I'll make sure my stupid grandson will make you happy."

I roll my eyes and Madeline leans toward me. "I'm sure he's good at that, Helen," she giggles, looking up at me adorably. And just because I can't resist her, I lean over and kiss her lips fast. Madeline regards me with a blush from her face and a jab in my ribs. "Behave," she hisses, gesturing towards Helen.

"Nah, trust me, she loves to see us." I grin.

Helen grins happily. "Yes, yes. Keep doing that, carry on in front of me. I love to see my lovebirds all lovey dovey."

We laugh. Madeline tells she will help Helen in the kitchen, and Helen asks me to open the champagne at the dining table. Apparently, based on Helen, our relationship needs to be celebrated.

I open the champagne and pour for us. I come back to the kitchen, stop on the door's edge. Madeline is helping Helen. Both of them are laughing and chatting happily. I never seen Helen this happy before. No.. I've seen it before when she was chatting and cooking with aunt Daisy or my mom... and Madeline, she looks at Helen like she is her own grandma. She really cares about Helen, not as the great Helen Hall, but as Helen... just a Helen.

Suddenly Madeline stops on her track and looks at me. As if she can sense my presence. Our eyes lock and she smiles at me sweetly and back at Helen. And I realized one thing. The feeling I have for Madeline... I never felt like this towards any other woman. Her smiles, her aquamarine eyes, her strawberry blonde hair, her lovely body... I love her... I love Madeline Parker.

***

We spend our day with Helen. After dinner, I walk Madeline back to her place. Helen, not too subtle, told me she didn't expect to be at home tonight.

I walk with Madeline from my house to her. It's not too far. I wonder if I ever met her when I was a kid. I still remember I had a friend when I was a kid. I forget her face, but I remember she was so pretty back then, and she lived around here. But the memories are blurry. And we never reconnected when I moved to LA.

In front of Madeline's house, we stop, and she looks at me, biting her lips. "Do you want to come in?" She asks softly. "It's a little messy because I'm still packing my stuff. But I'm sure you still can sit down," she laughs.

"Sure, Sweetness. I'll help you with packing. How about that?" It's not that late and I still want to be with her. I like to spend my time with her, even when I have to help her to pack. As long as I can be with her, count me in.

"Yaayy!" she beams. "I really hate packing," she admits it as if it was a crime, and unlocks the door.

The house isn't that messy. A lot of boxes, yes. But at least we still have a lot of places to step. Madeline points to the kitchen. "I need to bring all the ingredients with me tomorrow. Or else it will get expired by the time I come back here."

"Alright. I'll put it in the box." I grin and walk to the kitchen. She stops me by holding my wrist, tiptoe her feet and kisses me. "Thank you, boyfriend," she whispers, caressing my face. And as if it's not enough, she licks my lips softly.

Vixen! I hold her waist and kiss her senseless. She moans, "Ethan..."

"You want me to help you pack your stuff or to make you come?" I whisper in her ear huskily while licking it. She shivers.

She looks at me deeply and moves her tongue from the left bottom lips to the right. And her mouth curves into a seductive smile. She drops to her knees without another word and starts working on my buckle. Fuck! I almost come just by looking at her on her knees.

I need to cling to every control I have to not come like a teenager. She licks my cock like a lollipop, her eyes on me. And suddenly she opens her mouth and puts my cock in her mouth. My breath gets heavier. I thrust my hips at her. She almost gags. "Sweetness, sor—" before I can utter another word, she hollows her mouth and pulls down her dress slowly, her breasts expose. Fuck me, she doesn't wear any bra all this time in my house. I have to look away. I'm so close. But I can't. Madeline is playing with her tits, while her eyes lock with mine and my cock in her mouth. This view is heaven. She keeps bobbing her head.

I need to warn her because I'm so close. I pull her arm, but she refuses. And she sucks me hard. I try yank her harder, but she just hum softly. God, I'm done. Her hum sends vibration to me. I explode into her mouth and she swallows all of it. Fuck, that's hot!

I think I almost black out. When I'm done, she stands up and grins at me. I stare at her, my breath still hard. "Vixen!" I lift her, her legs cling to my waist and her arms to my neck. "Where's your room?" She points to it and I bring her there and put her in front of her bed.

"Strip!" I command and she takes off her dress, panties and heels. Her breaths grow harder. Her aquamarine eyes go darker. My clothes join her clothes in record time. We both stand in her room naked. There are no other sounds except our heavy breathing.

"I'm going to make you scream so loud until everyone in this town can hear you, baby." I come to her and kiss her thoroughly. I can taste myself on her lips. And that makes me want her more. I sit her on the bed, and I kneel in front of her, start kissing her from her toes to her knees and tight. I worship her. God, I love this woman.

She opens her legs wider, giving me access to my favorite place in the world. Her pussy glistens. She is wet just by giving me a blowjob. I lick her and she whimpers. "Ethan..."

"What do you want, baby?" I stop and look her in the eyes.

"Eat me and make me come!" She demands, panting. I know she is close. And I like the way her personality changes when we are having sex. She is always the shyness type on the outside, but here in the bed she is like a vixen. My vixen!

I do what she says. It only takes me a few seconds to make her come. She cries my name and I feel her muscles spasm on my face. I climb to her and kiss her. Our scents tangled, sex and sweat. I link our fingers softly, kissing her fingers one by one. Our eyes lock and I thrust my cock inside her.

"Make love to me, Ethan. I'm yours," she whispers. I make love to her passionately. There are no other sounds except our panting and our body slapping. Madeline's head throws back, and she cries my name, her body shaking, muscles spamming around my cock. And I can't wait any longer. I thrust her harder and come inside her.

"I love you, Sweetness," I say while I'm explode inside her. I kiss her gasps.

When we are done, she looks me deeply in my eyes, questioning my burst. But I wasn't saying that out of a spectacular sex, it was a spectacular, but I said it because I meant it. "I love you, Sweetness," I say it again. "I love you so much. And I will make you love me the way I love you."

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