Before I could respond, his tongue was on me, licking a slow, deliberate stripe up my folds. I gasped, my hips bucking against his mouth. He groaned softly, his hands gripping my thighs to hold me still as he continued to devour me. His tongue flicked over my clit, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through my body. Fuck, it felt so good.
"Ethan!" I cried out, my hands fisting the sheets. He chuckled darkly, sucking my clit into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. My back arched off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over me. He added a finger, sliding it inside me with ease, and I moaned loudly, my walls clenching around him.
"That's it, baby," he growled against my pussy. "Let me hear you." He added a second finger, curling them inside me in a way that had me seeing stars. His tongue went back to work on my clit, and soon I was a writhing mess beneath him.
"Fuck, Ethan, I'm gonna cum!" I screamed, my body trembling on the edge. He didn't let up, his fingers pumping in and out of me while his tongue worked magic on my clit. When the orgasm hit, it was explosive. My entire body convulsed as pleasure ripped through me, and I cried out his name over and over.
When I finally came down from the high, Ethan was smirking up at me, his chin glistening with my arousal. "You taste good"
When I finally came down from the high, Ethan was smirking up at me, his chin glistening with my arousal. "You taste so fucking good," he purred, his voice thick with satisfaction.
I tried to catch my breath, my chest heaving as I stared down at him. "Okay, now we're done," I said weakly, pushing myself up onto my elbows.
But before I could move, Ethan's hands were on me again, shoving me back down onto the bed. "Done with what? Are you serious right now?" he snapped, his eyes blazing with a mix of amusement and disbelief.
I blinked at him, still dazed from the orgasm, as he stood up and yanked off his boxers. His cock sprang free, already rock hard and fucking massive—10 inches of pure, throbbing need.
"Oh my God," I whispered, staring at it in awe. My hand instinctively reached out to touch it, but Ethan caught my wrist and guided both of my hands onto his length.
"Squeeze it," he commanded, his voice husky and demanding. "Slow at first, then harder."
I obeyed, my fingers wrapping around his cock as I started to squeeze. His breath hitched, and he groaned low in his throat, his hips thrusting slightly into my hands. "Yeah, just like that," he hissed, his hand tangling in my hair. "Now go harder—fuck, yeah, that's it."
I tightened my grip, moving my hands up and down his shaft with increasing pressure. Ethan's groans grew louder, his breathing ragged as he watched me work him over. "Open your mouth," he ordered, his voice rough with need.
I hesitated for just a second before parting my lips, and he didn't waste any time. He shoved his cock into my mouth, thrusting deep until I felt him hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly, but he didn't let up, his hips pumping relentlessly as he fucked my mouth.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he growled, his hand tightening in my hair. "Take it all, baby—don't stop."
I couldn't breathe, couldn't think—all I could do was focus on the sensation of his cock pounding into my throat. Finally, he pulled back slightly, giving me a moment to gasp for air before he pushed himself back in. "Suck it," he ordered, his voice dripping with desire.
I wrapped my lips around him, sucking hard as he thrust into my mouth. Ethan let out a guttural moan, his hips jerking involuntarily as I worked him over. "Fuck yeah, just like that," he groaned, his fingers digging into my scalp. "You're so fucking good at this."
He pulled out suddenly, leaving me panting and flushed, and then he was pushing me down onto the bed again. "Spread your legs," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.
I obeyed without hesitation, my legs falling open as he positioned himself between them. His cock was slick with my saliva, and he rubbed the tip against my entrance, teasing me relentlessly. "You ready for me?" he asked, his eyes locking onto mine.
I nodded frantically, my body aching for him. "Please, Ethan—I need you."
He smirked, his cock pressing against my soaked folds. "Good girl," he purred before slamming into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed, my nails digging into his back as he filled me completely.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his hips already moving in a relentless rhythm. "You feel so fucking good around me."
I couldn't speak, couldn't think—all I could do was cling to him as he fucked me into the mattress. His cock hit that perfect spot inside me with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing through my body. "Ethan—oh my God—yes!" I cried out, my voice breaking under the intensity.
He growled low in his throat, his pace quickening as he drove us both toward the edge. "Cum for me, baby," he demanded, his voice rough and commanding. "I wanna feel you fucking cum around my cock."
And just like that, I was gone—my body convulsing around him as another orgasm tore through me. Ethan followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside me as he spilled himself deep inside. He collapsed on top of me, his breath hot against my neck as we both came down from the high.
But even as he pulled out, I could see the hunger still burning in his eyes. "Don't think we're done yet," he growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine.