Ethan (Alluring Indulgence)
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Authors: Nicole Edwards
Ethan
By Nicole Edwards
The Club Destiny Series:
Conviction
Temptation
Addicted
Seduction
Infatuation
Captivated
Devotion
The Alluring Indulgence Series:
Kaleb
Zane
Travis
Holidays with the Walker Brothers
Ethan
The Devil’s Bend Series:
Chasing Dreams
Ethan
♂♂
An
Alluring Indulgence
Novel
Book # 5
Nicole Edwards
Published by SL
Independent Publishing, LLC
PO Box 806,
Hutto, Texas 78634
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Nicole Edwards, 2013
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Ethan
–
An
Alluring Indulgence Novel
is a work of fiction. Names, characters,
businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the
author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual
persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is
entirely coincidental.
M/M Erotic Romance
Mature Audiences
This book contains
mature, as well as sensitive content, and is meant for readers 18 and older.
Dedication:
To
Love.
Love is Love
Love
freely
Love
often
Love
with all that you are
♂♂
New Year’s Eve at
Alluring Indulgence Resort
Keeping
his distance from Beau Bennett was proving to be harder than Ethan Walker
anticipated. Didn’t seem to matter how strong he was mentally or physically,
when temptation was greater than all of his combined strengths, he found
himself fighting a losing battle. Didn’t mean he wasn’t still trying.
As
Ethan moved through the vast, airy room, watching the various couples and
threesomes, he wondered how he had ended up there. And yes, he was speaking in
the literal sense.
This
resort, no matter how swank or how
alluring
his brothers made it, just
wasn’t his thing. He’d rather be at Moonshiners, sitting at the bar, drinking a
beer and listening to the jukebox churn out tunes that were handpicked by the
crowd. Or hell, sitting on his couch, watching reruns of
anything,
was
more appealing than getting dressed up to watch people in various states of
undress in the lavish, kinky, sex resort that wasn’t even open to the public
yet.
But
he wasn’t at Moonshiners, and he wasn’t at home on New Year’s Eve, which meant
the only upside was that there was an open bar.
Since
Alluring Indulgence Resort belonged to his brothers and they had gone through
the hassle of inviting him, his conscience wouldn’t let him avoid the place
forever. His brothers were proud, and he wanted to come to show his support. Figuring
once would be enough, Ethan opted to make tonight that night so he wouldn’t
have to come back in a couple of weeks when the place was open to the masses
who enjoyed being naked in public. Something Ethan definitely didn’t need to
see.
Despite
the fancy design, the stylish furniture and the impressive sound system, Ethan
wasn’t much into it. Glancing down at his watch, he was eagerly counting down
the minutes until midnight when he could escape without feeling guilty.
After
retrieving another beer from the bar, Ethan made his way to a far corner where
no one was currently undressed or performing some sort of godforsaken sexual
act right there in the open for everyone to see. Maybe it was out of character
for a Walker, based on his brothers’ reputations, but, no, he wasn’t into other
people watching him. Nor did he share his lovers.
Ever
. Call him old
fashioned, but he preferred the one on one in private.
But
you liked when Beau watched.
Fuck.
That was
not
the same thing. And Ethan wouldn’t go so far as to believe
he liked it.
However,
the last person Ethan wanted to think about tonight was Beau. Or how Beau had
inadvertently shown up at the Walker Demolition shop just in time to watch
Blake suck Ethan’s dick, just a few short weeks ago. Or how Ethan had purposely
made eye contact in the hopes that Beau would back off.
No
such luck.
And
the kiss they had shared on Christmas was proof that Beau didn’t give up. Even
worse, that kiss only reaffirmed just how little resistance Ethan had to the
man.
Beau
seemed even more intent on testing Ethan’s good intentions these days, and he
hated him for it. No, wait. That was a lie. He didn’t hate him. He
despised
the man because he wanted him so fucking much it hurt. And not just in the
carnal sense – although he’d grown accustomed to the ever-present physical ache
that couldn’t be eased – which he knew was downright stupid.
He
and Beau had nothing in common, aside from the fact they shared the same
career. Ethan was in the closet, perfectly satisfied with keeping the eyes of
the town out of his business and Beau had recently had a come to Jesus moment
or some shit. Ethan didn’t want to be Beau’s experiment and he damn sure didn’t
want something as complicated as what Beau represented.
Listen
here you little piece of shit. Lay off me. Understand? You’re damn lucky I
haven’t told Ethan what a fuck up you really are.
Fucking
hell.
He
heard Beau’s warning in his head as clear as when he’d witnessed the
conversation between Beau and Blake just a few minutes ago. He wanted to
interrupt, to ask Beau to clarify that statement, but he had opted to sit back
and let the two of them duke it out.
As
he peered across the dimly lit room, Ethan’s gaze landed smack dab on the one
man he wanted to avoid tonight. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t turn
away when Beau looked back at him. Beau’s gaze was like a heat-seeking missile,
finding its intended target because Ethan’s blood was boiling with a desperate
need to find out what Beau actually had to offer him.
Sex.
Only
sex.
It
wasn’t like it could be anything else because Ethan didn’t want anything more
complicated than that. And as far as his life went, sex was complicated enough.
I
suggest you get Ethan out of your system because the guy’s gonna kick your ass
to the curb soon enough. And I’m gonna be waiting. At that point, if you want
to chat about whose balls are bigger, you find me.
He
could still hear the sexy, lethal tone of Beau’s voice, the way he put Blake
right in his place without ever laying hands on him.
And
fuck yeah, Ethan knew he should be offended for Blake, but in truth, he
honestly didn’t give a shit. Blake could pick his own battles, and if he wanted
to provoke Beau then that was his business. Ethan had never claimed to be
interested in Blake for his intelligence. As it was, their “relationship” was
decidedly less serious than Blake believed it to be. And Ethan knew good and
damn well that he wasn’t responsible for Blake’s misunderstanding of the
situation.
“Hey,
babe.”
Sighing,
Ethan took a lengthy swallow of his beer, his eyes still locked with Beau’s
from across the dimly lit room. Without turning to look at Blake, he said,
“Don’t call me that.”
“What?
You don’t usually have a problem with it.”
The
hell he didn’t, but Blake had made a habit of not listening to Ethan when he
spoke, so it wasn’t surprising that he acted as though this was the first time
he had heard it.
Letting
the silence grab him by the throat and threaten to strangle him, Ethan wished
midnight would hurry the hell up. He knew he shouldn’t have invited Blake,
should’ve just attended this shindig solo, but he had an ulterior motive:
keeping Beau at a safe distance. Granted, that plan had backfired almost as bad
as that piece of shit truck that his brother Sawyer had bought, souped-up and
essentially ruined when he was a teenager.
“Want
to find somewhere quiet?” Blake asked, taking a step closer.
Instinctively,
Ethan visually searched the open area, checking to see who might be watching
them, or worse, listening.
No
one.
Hell,
there wasn’t a single person in the whole damn place who cared what he was
doing. They were busy.
Very
busy. And half of them were fucking naked,
so he was the last thing on their minds, he was sure.
Well,
tonight he’s mine. So why don’t you take a seat over there and watch the show.
No
can do. I only like to watch when there’s satisfaction to be found by everyone
involved. But, you go find him and don’t try to think about who Ethan’s really
thinking about when he’s fucking you.
A
chill ran down Ethan’s spine at the memory of Beau’s words. How the hell did
the guy know what was going on in his head? And who the fuck was he to make a
threat like that?
But
no matter how pissed Ethan wanted to be at Beau’s imperious attitude, he was
still strangely drawn to the resolute, commanding cadence he’d used and the
take-no-bullshit way he had handled Blake.
Fuck,
it turned him on.
But
the truth was, Ethan was there with Blake, not Beau. And it didn’t matter how
much Beau was baiting him, tempting him to want something he shouldn’t, he knew
what he needed. Or, more accurately, what he
didn’t
need. A simple fuck
buddy was working just fine. Or it had been before Beau started shouldering his
way into Ethan’s life. Uninvited.
Ethan’s
world was spinning quite nicely. No major hiccups, no drama to interfere with
his work, and no jealous lovers to have to deal with. He didn’t need
complications. As far as he was concerned, alone was the only way to go. The
less people knew, the better off they were. His main focus was to ensure he
didn’t draw attention to himself, easy as that. And Ethan was quite content
with keeping his personal life on the down low. Up to this point, it had worked
just fine for him.
Taking
another swig of his beer, Ethan tried to break eye contact with Beau. Tried and
failed. That electrical current that sparked between them was still there,
still blinding with its intensity and he was hard pressed to look away. There
was no denying the fact that he wanted Beau. And vice versa.
He
just wasn’t going to act on that attraction.
“Come
on,” Blake encouraged, grabbing his arm securely and urging him toward the
other side of the room.
Falling
into step with Blake, Ethan thought for a second that he was going to have to
be the one to hold onto Blake. Blake was stumbling as he walked which meant he
had already overindulged.
Not
surprising.
Looking
up, Ethan realized they were heading in the direction he was trying to avoid.
Closer to Beau. Although his mind was resisting the action, Ethan let his feet
carry him forward, his mouth a grim line as he focused on not looking at the
sexy, blond cowboy casually watching them come toward him as though it didn’t
bother him one bit. And maybe it didn’t.
Unable
to help himself, Ethan looked at Beau, their eyes meeting, holding. They were
at a stalemate, and he hoped Beau understood that. He wasn’t backing down. No
matter what. And it would do Beau a world of good to realize that. Ethan didn’t
want to be an asshole, but he wasn’t looking for complicated, and Beau, from
what Ethan knew about him, was the epitome of complicated.
Handsome,
smart, funny, sexy… and looking for something serious. That, by Ethan’s
definition, was complicated.
“Let's
head in there,” Blake said loudly, pointing to a set of closed doors on the
wall behind where Beau stood. “Crave’s not open yet, so we’ll have the place
all to ourselves.”
Ethan
knew Blake was talking for Beau’s benefit and not his. He didn’t give a fuck
where they went, and if Beau kept looking at him like that, Ethan was going to
lose every ounce of his self-control. Resisting the guy was becoming harder and
harder, and he had a feeling Beau knew that.
Was
that why Beau was pursuing him? Because he knew Ethan would eventually cave? If
that were the case, then Beau had another lesson to learn. Ethan didn’t give
in. What he and Blake had was all Ethan could afford – consistent sex with one
person and no emotional entanglements. After all, Ethan wasn’t promiscuous, he
just wasn’t interested in anything long term.
As
they passed Beau, Ethan continued to make eye contact, wanting to ensure that
Beau understood the rules of this game. Ethan was with Blake. He didn’t give a
shit if it was just for sex, he was still with Blake. It would keep the
potential for anything serious at bay, and quite frankly, the sex was good.
Slightly monotonous, but nothing to complain about.
Blake
opened the door to
Crave
, the night club within Alluring Indulgence that
his younger brother Zane was responsible for. And just like Blake predicted, no
one was there. There were dim lights that ran along the perimeter of the room,
but for the most part, they were immersed in darkness.
Before
he could say a word, Ethan found himself pinned against the wall, Blake’s lean,
corded body pressed firmly against his.
“You
don’t know how bad I want you right now,” Blake said, his green eyes sparkling
with passion.
Ethan
pictured brown eyes. Smoldering hot, intensely sexy, chocolate brown eyes.
Shaking
his head to dislodge the image of Beau, Ethan downed the rest of his beer and
set the bottle on one of the spare tables lined up along the wall beside him.
“Show
me,” Ethan taunted him, knowing just how much Blake liked to be dominated. It
wasn’t that Ethan favored being the top in his relationships, he actually
didn’t give a shit either way, but it always seemed that he found submissive
bottoms. Still, that was something he could deal with.
“Show
you?” Blake asked, a grin tipping the corners of his mouth.
That
was another thing about Blake, he enjoyed when Ethan told him what to do. He
craved it. In an attempt to engage in the moment, Ethan did as Blake expected.
“And if you really want to show me, you’ll get on your knees and suck my cock,”
Ethan demanded, keeping his voice low, unyielding.
You’re
damn lucky I haven’t told Ethan what a fuck up you really are.
Beau’s
voice echoed through Ethan’s mind, and he actually glanced around to see if the
man was there. He wasn’t.
