The Final Chapter
When it had been nearly two hours—the time frame in which Ethan had told her he would come to see her—Brianna found herself feeling more and more anxious. She’d managed to get some work done in his apartment, after changing into a comfortable set of pajamas she kept there for overnight stays, but worries about what would happen to them—and what she would say to her parents about her situation—continued to gnaw at her the entire time.
Just when she thought she might actually be unable to handle the suspense for much longer, Brianna heard the telltale sounds of Ethan arriving at the apartment. She put her laptop aside and rose to her feet, needing to move; needing to do something. I should have told him to text me whatever the result was, if he was going to be gone the full time. I can’t deal with this kind of stress.
Ethan came into the apartment smiling, and Brianna had to believe that he had prevailed; that he hadn’t been forced to resign from the board and as CEO. “From the look on your face, you have good news,” Brianna said, mirroring his smile.
“Very good news, actually,” Ethan said. “I quit.” Brianna blinked.
“What?” She shook her head and stared at him. “How is that good news?”
“Because they didn’t want me to,” Ethan told her. “I quit because I don’t need the job, and I don’t need you to have your job there—though if you decide you want to keep working with whoever they replace me with for a while, I’m not going to stop you.”
“You’re going to need to explain this to me,” Brianna said. She moved back to the couch and sat down.
“They fired Breckenridge,” Ethan began. He didn’t move to sit with her, which Brianna thought was strange; but it wasn’t so strange that she paid much attention to it—not when there were larger concerns. “Kicked him off the board outright, which—to be honest—is only right. They said that since there was no evidence that I coerced you or that I used my authority to hire an unqualified person merely for the sake of having sex with them, I was cleared.” Brianna raised an eyebrow at the first point, but they had long since resolved that issue between them.
“So why did you quit?”
Ethan licked his lips and smiled slowly.
“I’m still a key shareholder,” he said, ticking off the point on one fingertip. “Besides, I thought it was the best way to finally put paid to the wrong thing I did in starting a relationship with you; if you want to continue to work, you won’t be working for me. Our personal lives will be completely separate from our professional ones. Finally, I just thought—it would be the best way to make sure that you don’t get any kind of blowback from being pregnant with my child.”
“Wow,” Brianna said, taking a moment to absorb the news. “So I would be doing the same job—minus the sex—for whoever they appoint as CEO now that you’re gone?” Ethan nodded.
“Unless you decide to give up the job—or until you go on maternity leave. Whichever comes first.” Brianna stared at Ethan for a moment longer, trying to understand what had happened between them; what had made Ethan change so drastically? Has he really changed, though? Isn’t this in keeping with the kind of generosity he’s always shown you?
“Sorry I’m not—like—jumping up and down or anything, it’s just a lot to take in,” Brianna said. Ethan smiled at her slowly.
“As long as you’re not yelling at me for making such a high-handed move, I don’t feel bad,” he said. He licked his lips again and it occurred to Brianna that he actually seemed nervous. What did he have to be nervous about? “I also wanted to talk about another contract with you.” Brianna frowned.
“A contract?” She crossed her arms over her chest, feeling disappointed already; apparently Ethan hadn’t had as much of a change of mind and heart as she’d thought.
“Yes, a contract that would give you some sense of protection, and security for the sake of the child you’re carrying,” Ethan said. He looked down for a moment and Brianna saw a smile twitch at the corners of his lips. He took a breath and before Brianna’s shocked eyes he dropped to one knee, reached into his pocket, and took out a small jewelry box from Tiffany’s.
“What are you doing?” Ethan gave her a hopeful smile and opened up the box, showing her its contents. There, in the velvet, was a ring: a white gold band, with gold Xs framing pairs of diamonds and sapphires—one each between each two Xs.
“This isn’t the actual ring I plan on giving you to cement our contract—assuming you agree to the terms,” Ethan said quietly. “That one...I have them doing a custom job for me. But I thought this one would at least be a token, something you could wear while we wait for the real thing.”
“What does this have to do with a contract?” Brianna shook her head in confusion, unable to take her eyes off of the remarkable ring.
“Well, technically in the eyes of the law, marriage is a contract,” Ethan pointed out. “I thought the best way for you to be protected, to feel safe and know that you would always be provided for was to ask if you would marry me.”
That got Brianna’s gaze off of the ring and onto Ethan’s face. For a moment she almost couldn’t believe it; surely he was screwing with her? But he met her gaze with a kind of hopeful affection. “You’re asking me to marry you?” Ethan nodded.
“We can wait until after the baby—or before you get too far along to look the way you want in a wedding dress,” Ethan said. “However you want to do it. But I thought—I hoped—that you would see it as a commitment on my part: to make sure that you know I have no intention of ever leaving you out in the cold.”
“Okay,” Brianna said. “I am going to say yes, on one condition.” Ethan raised an eyebrow at that.
“What condition is that?” His expression was curious—and only a little bit apprehensive.
“You have to come with me to Thanksgiving at my parents’ place this week, and you will explain to them how I came to be pregnant and engaged in a span of only a few months in the city,” she told him, smiling. Ethan laughed, shaking his head.
“Deal!” he said. He took the ring out of the box and Brianna held out her hand for him to put it on her. They kissed, and at first it was just an expression of their mutual joy—Brianna’s at all of the problems she had in her life being solved all at once, Ethan’s at her acceptance of his proposal—but then after a few moments the kiss deepened, and the heat surged between them.
Ethan’s hands moved over her body, lingering briefly at her waist and abdomen before moving to the areas that Brianna already knew he liked the best: her breasts and her hips, down to her thighs and then sliding up between them.
She pawed at his clothes, struggling for maybe a minute before finding the buttons on his blazer. As always, it seemed, Ethan was more deft than she was by far, and before Brianna managed to even get his blazer completely off, he’d already rid her of her pajama top, dipping down to the column of her throat to kiss and nibble the sensitive spots there. For a while they kept things in suspense, stripping each other’s clothes off until they were just in their underwear but not going any further than kissing and touching each other everywhere.
Brianna felt the heat growing deep down between her hips, the tension mounting as she became more and more turned on, dampness gathering and growing along her labia. Ethan moved down from her lips and throat to her breasts, cupping them gently and checking to make sure she wasn’t too sensitive there before he began to suck and lick, worshipping her with his mouth and sending little jolts of pleasure through her body.
In her own turn, she explored Ethan’s body as if for the first time, kissing his neck and shoulders, trailing her hands down along his subtly muscled back and around to his flat abdomen, down to the hard, hot bulge of his erection straining at the front of his jockey shorts.
She became more and more turned on by the moment as they slithered and moved together on the couch, not even bothering to move their activities into the bedroom—that would come later. Brianna reached past the waistband of Ethan’s shorts to wrap her fingers around his hot, hard cock, stroking him slowly, and Ethan moaned against her breasts, sending little vibrations through her nipples. He slipped one hand down the front of her panties and began to stroke her too, his fingertips finding her clit in a matter of a few heartbeats and rubbing it in firm-yet-gentle swirling circles.
All at once, after what felt like an eternity, Brianna couldn’t take the teasing anymore. She tugged down Ethan’s boxer briefs and pulled his face up to hers, kissing him hungrily. “Can we get to the main event? Because I don’t think I can stand putting it off much longer.”
Ethan chuckled and nodded, kissing her again before he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down. In seconds they were both naked, Ethan on top of her, rocking his hips against hers and teasing her a moment longer with the sensation of his thick, hard cock rubbing along her soaking wet labia. Finally—finally—he guided the tip of his erection against her and thrust into her slowly, filling her up slowly, letting her feel every inch of him inside of her.
Brianna pulled her legs up and wrapped them around Ethan’s waist, pushing her hips down to meet his thrusts as they fell into a rhythm together, touching and kissing each other. She caught sight of her dark hand against Ethan’s pale back, along with the gleam of the gold and sapphires and diamonds that decorated it, and kissed Ethan even more hungrily. “I need to tell you something,” she murmured, half-moaning it as they began to move together faster.
“What’s that?” Ethan kissed her, depriving her of the ability to reply for a long moment, and Brianna almost forgot what it was that she’d wanted to say as his hand slipped down between their bodies, finding her clit and beginning to stroke her there even as he thrust into her steadily.
“I love you,” Brianna said, barely breaking away from Ethan’s lips to say it before she forgot. Ethan chuckled lowly and began to thrust into her harder, his fingertip swirling around her pleasure center, sending crackling jolts of pleasure through her body.
“I would...hope so,” he said, panting slightly as they both became more and more turned on. “Considering we’re getting married.” They both laughed and momentarily lost their momentum, but the pleasure coursing through their bodies drew them together again, and they fell back into the tidal flow, touching and tasting each other as they moved in tandem.
Brianna lost herself in the sensations that Ethan gave her; he was so good at keeping her on the edge, not quite going hard or fast enough for her to climax outright, slowing down just enough to prevent her orgasm until she almost couldn’t stand it anymore.
But eventually neither of them could hold back, and Brianna kissed Ethan hungrily as she twisted and writhed underneath him, pushing her hips down to meet his thrusts hard and fast, feeling her muscles flex around him as they both stood at the edge of climax. Ethan managed to hold back for the first moments as the tension between Brianna’s hips snapped, and wave after wave of pleasure washed through her.
She moaned and cried out, kissing him again and again as she came, and barely realized it when Ethan reached his own climax buried deep inside of her. They both kept moving until neither of them could stir, holding onto the pleasure ripping through their bodies, and then when they couldn’t take anymore, they both collapsed to the couch, tangled up in each other’s limbs.
As Brianna lay there, slowly recovering her breath, feeling the weight of Ethan’s body on top of hers, she thought lazily about how her life had changed so drastically in such a short time. She’d come to the city with no expectation of anything other than a good job opportunity; and now, less than six months later, she was engaged to a billionaire, with an incredible portfolio and references to use when she decided to go back to work after the baby was born.
There were still things to work out—and Brianna was still faintly worried, even in the depths of her post-orgasmic pleasure, about her parents’ reaction to her sudden engagement—but she had to admit that everything had turned out much better than she had ever hoped it could. She had a different life than she’d expected; but it was a better life than she could have dreamed. And she was glad she’d accepted the unusual proposal that had extended a one-night stand.
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