A Date With My Ex-boyfriend Dad

ingers were tapping on it. But Amelia noticed that his hand tightened slightly every time she moved in her seat. She crossed her legs, trying to find some relief from the achin

e car's interior lights. His gaze locked onto hers, dark and unreadable. Without a word, he reached in, grabbed her wrist, and yanked her out. "Ethan-" she gasped, stumbling as he pulled her to her feet. He didn't give her time to protest. With an effortless tug, he spun her around and shoved her toward the back of the car. The cool night air rushed against her heated skin, but she barely registered it. Her pulse hammered as he yanked open the back door and, in one swift move, guided her inside. The door slammed shut behind them. She barely had time to catch her breath before Ethan followed, sliding in beside her. The soft click of the lock made her heart raced. She was trapped. Amelia pressed her back against the seat, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. "You're insane," she whispered. Ethan's smirk was slow, wicked. "And you love it." She glared at him, but the heat in his gaze stripped away any semblance of control she thought she had. He leaned in, his scent wrapping around her, it was so intoxicating she can't get away. "Let's see how you can satisfy me, little dummy." His voice was a sinful promise. Her breath caught. Oh, hell. Before Amelia could process his words, Ethan's hand slid under her chin, tilting her face up to his. His touch was firm, leaving no room for hesitation. Then he kissed her. It wasn't soft or gentle, his lips crashed against hers, stealing her breath, claiming her completely. Amelia gasped, but he didn't give her a chance to pull away. His fingers tightened on her chin, holding her in place as his tongue parted her lips, deepening the kiss with reckless hunger. Her body reacted before her mind could catch up. Heat coiled low in her stomach, an undeniable ache spreading through her limbs. She grabbed onto his shirt, fisting the fabric, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. Ethan groaned against her mouth, his free hand sliding down to grip her thigh. His touch was possessive, teasing as he pulled her toward him. She found herself straddling his lap, her dress riding up as she pressed against the hard planes of his body. He moved his lips from her mouth to her jaw, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck. His teeth grazed her skin, nipping lightly before sucking, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through her. She shivered, fingers digging into his shoulders. "Ethan-" her voice broke, breathless, needy. He chuckled, the sound dark and knowing. "What is it, sweetheart? Already losing control?" His hands slid higher, teasing, exploring, pushing her further into t