novelraw Chapter 377: I am the law!
Chapter 377: I am the law!
Ethan’s mind raced, the gentlemanly facade shattering completely. His voice was a low growl. "Is this... is this what you want, Lilly?"
She rolled her eyes, a gesture of pure, unadulterated impatience. "Shut up and eat my pussy," she commanded, her voice husky with authority.
Without another word, she hiked up her dress, sat on the cold marble edge of the sink, and shimmied out of her panties, letting them fall to the floor. She was bare beneath, and she used her fingers to spread herself open, a glistening, explicit invitation. "Well? Are you just going to stare?"
Ethan didn’t need to be told twice. He dropped to his knees, the tiles cold against his trousers, and buried his face between her thighs. He didn’t use his powers; this was primal. He used only his tongue, tracing circles around her clit before sucking it hard, lapping at her entrance, tasting her arousal. Her hands flew to his hair, her fingers tangling in the perfectly styled strands as she pulled him closer, her moans echoing off the tiled walls.
He worked her relentlessly, his tongue flicking and probing, feeling her thighs tighten around his head. He could feel her climbing, her breath coming in ragged gasps until she finally shattered, a cry tearing from her throat as she came. He drank every drop, his tongue cleaning her thoroughly, savoring the taste of her princess juice.
Lilly’s head was thrown back, her eyes rolled back in her head, her body limp and pliant. Seeing his chance, Ethan rose quickly, undoing his belt and zipper. He positioned himself at her still-pulsing entrance and thrust into her in one smooth, deep stroke.
She cried out, a mix of pleasure and surprise, as he filled her completely. "Fuck, Ethan! Yes!"
He set a punishing rhythm, gripping her hips to pull her into every thrust. "Is this what you wanted?" he grunted, his voice rough. "To be fucked like this in a dirty cinema bathroom? You’re such a bad girl, Lilly."
"Harder!" she demanded, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Don’t you dare stop! Fuck me like you mean it!"
The sound of their flesh slapping together, her desperate moans, and his guttural groans filled the small room. Just as Lilly was arching her back, on the verge of another orgasm, the bathroom door swung open.
An elderly woman, clutching a handbag, stood frozen in the doorway. Her eyes widened in horror as she took in the scene: Lilly spread-eagled on the sink, Ethan pounding into her, their expressions lost in ecstasy. The woman let out a piercing shriek.
"Security! Oh my God, Security! There are people... they’re... in the stalls! Help!" she shrieked, turning and sprinting back toward the lobby as if the devil himself were giving chase.
The silence that followed was heavy, broken only by the sound of their ragged breathing. Ethan, his back still against the cool marble, looked down at Lilly. Her hair was a beautiful mess, and her lips were swollen from his kisses. A slow, devilish smirk spread across his face.
"So... should we keep going?" said Ethan.
Lilly gasped, swatting his chest as she scrambled to fix her dress. "You are an absolute idiot, Ethan! A complete moron!" said Lilly.
Ethan burst into a loud, genuine roar of laughter—a sound so rare it felt like thunder in the small room. He tucked his shirt back in and adjusted his jacket, looking perfectly composed within seconds, while Lilly frantically tried to tame her hair.
The heavy thud of combat boots approached fast. Two security guards in Royal-branded tactical gear burst into the hallway, followed by the frantic woman pointing a trembling finger.
"There! In there! I saw them! It’s disgusting! Arrest them!" she yelled.
The lead guard, a burly man with a scarred brow, stepped into the restroom ready for a fight. His hand was on his holster until his eyes landed on the tall figure standing by the sinks. He froze. His jaw didn’t just drop; it practically hit the floor. He recognized the amethyst eyes and the cold, commanding aura instantly.
He turned slowly toward the screaming woman, his expression shifting from professional intensity to pure, unadulterated annoyance.
"Ma’am, what exactly is wrong with you?" said the guard.
"What? Didn’t you hear me? They were—"
"I suggest you shut your mouth before I charge you with filing a false report and disturbing the peace," said the guard, stepping toward her with a menacing glint in his eye. "This gentleman is a pillar of this community. Are you accusing the owner of this entire district of ’indecency’? Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?"
The woman turned ghost-white. She looked at Ethan, then at the "R" patch on the guard’s shoulder, and finally realized the gravity of her mistake. In this state, the "R" wasn’t just a logo; it was the law. You didn’t point fingers at the man who provided the power, the food, and the safety.
"I... I must have been mistaken... the light was dim..." she stammered, backing away.
"Get out of here before I decide to take you to the station myself," said the guard.
As she fled toward the exit, the guard turned back to Ethan. He stood at attention, his chest out, looking like a recruit meeting a five-star general. He was visibly vibrating with excitement.
"I am so sorry for the interruption, sir. It won’t happen again. It’s... it’s an incredible honor to meet you in person, Mr. Ethan. We all know what you’ve done for us. We’re standing tall because of you," said the guard.
Ethan gave a small, appreciative nod, though he kept his arm protectively around a still-blushing Lilly.
"It’s alright, Officer. Don’t be too hard on her. She just has a vivid imagination. Keep up the good work," said Ethan.
"Of course, sir! Anything you need, just say the word! Have a wonderful evening, sir!" said the guard, practically beaming as he stepped back to give them a clear path.
Lilly hid her face against Ethan’s shoulder as they walked out of the theater. "I can’t believe you. You’re a legend to them, and here you are... being a delinquent in a bathroom," she whispered.
"A King is allowed a few hobbies, Lilly," said Ethan, his voice a low, playful rumble.