Good Student.

"I think I might make a good teacher," he grinned at me before he started nipping at my ear, making me gasp at the feeling.

When Ethan smiled at me, I couldn't help but to return the smile. He brought that out in me, and I hardly knew him. What was more amazing was that I cared what he thought of me, of my skills. With every other guy or gal I have slept with, it didn't matter. I'd sleep with them once, maybe twice, and we'd both have gotten what we needed.

When was the last time I had had a relationship? I wondered. Years. Wait, why the fuck was I even thinking about that? That didn't matter. Just because Ethan was good in bed and could actually keep a decent conversation and so far the only available man in this castle I'd have to spent 'forever' in, didn't mean I had to start thinking long term.

Since when did I think long term? Never. What the fuck was wrong with me. I could not let these thoughts mess up the fun I was having with Ethan. It had to be my lack of sleep, or maybe it was just that sometimes the brain got lust confused with a feeling that resembled like.

I could say I liked Ethan. Hell, I'd be the first to admit it. He seemed to be a good guy who liked to have fun. And when you put that kind of a personality in with me, of course I was going to have a good time. No. It was all this shifting I was doing in one day. It was messing with my brain.

Shifting took a lot of energy, and when I got tired, I could start to take on the personality of the person I was imitating. In this case, I was starting to actually think like the innocent, farmer's daughter if she'd have found herself in a situation such as this. Of course, she'd start to develop feelings for someone in this case. She wouldn't have gotten there if she hadn't liked them a bit.

Deciding to just go with it, I put a lot more passion into the kiss I was giving Ethan after I pulled him to my lips. His fingers dipped into me, and I couldn't stop the moan from bursting forth. I ran my fingers through his hair and gripped the back of his neck, holding him to me. I had such a need, a thirst to be quenched that only Ethan could satisfy.

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