In Love With A Sex Maniac

New York City, USA. 2023.

 As I stepped out of the university's faculty building, the crisp autumn air hit me like a slap in the face. I squinted, searching for shade. My mind wandered back to the lecture I'd just attended, where Dr. Ruby  had dissected the intricacies of human psychology.

 "Human behavior is complex, influenced by both nature and nurture," he'd said. I pondered this as I walked toward the cafeteria, lost in thought.

 That's when I saw him.

 Tall, dark-haired, and chiseled, with piercing brown eyes that seemed to see right through me. Ethan leaned against a tree, his white shirt clinging to his broad chest. Our gazes met, and for an instant, time froze.

 "Hi," he said, flashing a disarming smile. "Hi," I replied, feeling a flutter in my chest. "Mind joining me?" He nodded toward the empty space beside him. I hesitated, unsure if I should trust this stranger. But something about his warm demeanor put me at ease. "I'm Ethan," he said, extending his hand.

 "I'm Emily," I replied, shaking it. As we chatted, I discovered Ethan was a final-year student in the business department. Charismatic and confident, he effortlessly drew people to him. I found myself laughing and opening up in ways I never thought possible. But beneath his charming facade, I sensed a restlessness. A hunger that couldn't be satiated. As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the campus, Ethan's eyes locked onto mine.

 "Emily, I have to ask... Are you in a relationship?" My heart skipped a beat. "No." Ethan's gaze intensified. "Good." Before I could process what was happening, he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine. The world around us melted away. It wasn't until we parted for air that reality hit me: This was moving fast. Too fast.

 "Ethan, slow down," I said, trying to regain my footing.

 "Sorry," he replied, his eyes still burning with intensity. "I just can't help myself around you."

 As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, I knew I was in trouble. Little did I know, Ethan's whirlwind nature was only the beginning.

 We talked for hours, sharing stories and laughter, our connection deepening with each passing minute. Ethan spoke of his entrepreneurial dreams, his passion for innovation, and his drive to succeed. I found myself drawn to his ambition. As the night wore on, Ethan's words became laced with a subtle vulnerability.

"I've never felt this way about anyone," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. My heart skipped another beat.

"Ethan, I..." He silenced me with a gentle kiss.