Loving A STRANGER 211 Chapter 211: You Mean The World To Me

Ethan woke Kylie with a kiss on the forehead. Of course, at first, Kylie didn't know who was there, but she was pleased to see him when she opened up her eyes. She didn't remember falling asleep, though, and she said so. Ethan laughed. "We went at it pretty hard last night when we got home. Afterward, I went to get a Kleenex to blow my nose. I was only gone for thirty seconds at the most, but when I returned, you were fast asleep."

"Yikes!" Kylie replied as she looked under the blankets. "I suppose that is why I am naked…"

Ethan grinned, "Indeed, it is!"

Ethan helped her up and helped her to the washroom to clean up. They stepped into the tub together. He turned on the water and began to clean her with a washcloth. He was gentle and mindful of the places where she was tender or sore. As he washed her, he said kind things to her like, "I love you," and "You mean the world to me."

Kylie's heart was filled with happiness hearing his words of love. "My husband has always been so sweet, eh. I knew you'd loved me for so long," She giggled. 

"Indeed, because you are my queen. You give me hope and make me a better person," His voice was more gentle. 

"How about having a baby," she suddenly said. 

Ethan went silent for a while and said, "Your career had just started to raise. How can I be selfish to dim your light immediately?"

"Oh, it seems my husband was afraid of something," She said quickly. 

"We will have a bunch of children once we've done with our revenge against those who bullied us before," He said, pouring tiny kisses on her back. 

After he was done cleaning her body, she insisted that she clean him in return, and he accepted her offer.

It wasn't long after that before they were kissing pa.s.sionately. Ethan had been rubbing her back with his soapy hands, but she took them and placed them on her to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Suddenly something hit her belly, and she looked down and saw that his little soldier had come to attention. "What's this?" she laughed.

"Your humble servant," he replied while showing a naughty smile.

"Well," Kylie said seriously, "I think he and I need to have a serious conversation…"

Kylie pushed Ethan against the wall and began to kiss his neck, then his collar bone, and then his pectoral muscles, pausing for a moment to nibble on his sensitive nipples – and then she kissed his abdominal muscles and dipped her tongue into his navel. Then, a moment later, his hard member touched her chin.

As if she were hungry for it, she took his hard member right to her mouth. She began to gag, and her instinct was to pull away, but she ignored it and took his hard member deeper into her throat. Then she took his hands and placed them on her ears so that he could control the rhythm.

It wasn't long before Ethan shot a hot load of s.e.m.e.n down her throat. He began to withdraw slowly, and Kylie maintained a slight suction that was quite pleasurable for him.

It's his turn to please her. He pulled her up and slowly touched her body downwards. Kylie moaned as she felt his right hand, ma.s.saging her center core. She slightly bent backward with her stomach protruding towards him so he could have better access to her two mountains. Ethan takes the initiative to cupped her breast with his free hands. Kylie's arms went to Ethan's neck while they're having such an intimate moment. Ethan feels she's ready to accept him, without a blink of an eye, he entered her body and moved deeper until they both reached climax. 

Later, as they dried off, Kylie asked Ethan if he'd liked it. He laughed and said, "You are so silly. Of course, I did."

"I'm glad," Kylie said, "because next time it is my turn to be on the receiving end."

"I would want nothing else," Ethan replied.

***

Khloe was released shortly after 11 AM and, when she walked into the waiting room, she was appalled to see Ken waiting there for her. Seeing him felt like a punch to the stomach, and as he approached her, she felt like a deer caught in the headlights. "What are you doing here?" she hissed. "This is a hospital!"

Ken grabbed her arm and whispered in her ear: "No s.h.i.+t Sherlock."

"Well," Khloe snapped, "what are you doing here?"

"I am here for the baby," Ken replied.

Khloe scowled and said, "My child has nothing to do with you."

"Oh, really?" Ken sneered, "Then I'll call my brother-in-law and congratulate him…"

"No," Khloe cried.

Ken glared at her and said, "If you don't agree to have an abortion, I will tell everyone!"

"Fine," Khloe sighed. "I will kill my baby, but I don't want to see you around here anymore. After this, we are settled, even-Steven. But I would like to know why you are so dead set on me having an abortion…"

Ken smiled and said, "It wouldn't be fair to the child. You're not fit to be the mother of my child!"

"I'm not qualified?" Khloe snarled. Who the h.e.l.l are you to say such a thing to me?!?!"

Ken turned to leave but, before he was gone, he turned back to her and said, "Just get the abortion. It is in the best interests of everyone. Right now, your status is not very good. Everyone hates you, and you know it. If you had a baby out of wedlock, what do you think that would do to your reputation?"

Khloe's tears came in torrents then, and she sat down in one of the chairs to try to calm herself down.

She was still crying fifteen minutes later when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up but, with the tears clouding her eyes, she couldn't see who was there. "Who are you?" Khloe wondered.

"Miss Finch," the man replied. "I am here to help."