Page 19 of Unfolding Ethan

Splashing water on his face, I giggled and swam away when he glared at me. I felt his warm hand wrap around my ankle before I could swim away from him. I let out a squeal when he tugged my body toward him. His hold was strong but gentle. I was huffing with breath when he stood across me, his hair wet and sleeked back, his jaw and cheekbones sharp, his full lips begging to be kissed.Especiallywhen he stared at me like that.

Ethan’s eyes were like galaxies, one green and the other blue, creating swirling chaos of emotions that I wanted to drown in them. I shivered when he pulled me closer, my soft breasts pressing against his chiseled body. Trailing my palm over his beating heart, I cupped his neck and held on to his strong forearm when he brushed his fingers over the spine of my back.

We smelled like chlorine and something musky. The water slowly lapped around us in small waves when I leaned toward him, my fingers digging on his forearm when he cupped my jaw. He made me look up at him, the pad of his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. My body was thrumming with the need to be touched and kissed. My stomach was coiling with desire and my legs were shaking when he gazed at me like he wanted to devour every inch of me.

Like he was hungry.

A soft gasp left my lips when I felt him poke my inner thigh, so hard yet soft. My cheeks flushed and he shamelessly stared at me and my lips. I arched toward him, completely pressing myself against him until I could feel goose bumps on his arms.

I whispered, “Ethan.”

“I want to kiss you, Kiara,” he said, his voice lowering down an octave and sending delicious shivers down my spine, making my toes curl.

Taking a deep breath, I traced the hair on the nape of his neck and said, “Kiss me.”

Five

Kiara Explains the Gender of the Chicken

Ethan

“Kiss me,” Kiara whispered, my eyes dropping to her soft lips and wondering how they would feel against mine.

I knew she could feel me poking against her inner thigh when I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer, my hand lingering on the curve of her ass. But she didn’t complain.

She is my best friend.This should be so wrong, but it feels so fucking right.

I licked my lips and her cheeks reddened when she felt Eiffel twitching with desire when our naked bodies pressed against each other. The sane part of my brain was scolding me to pull away from her and go back to complete my calculus homework. She was Kiara Sharma, for fuck’s sake. The girl I considered as my best friend. But holding her naked body against mine wasfarbetter than anything I had ever felt, and I knew kissing her would feel much better.

So, I did just that.

“Screw it,” I muttered under my breath, feeling her warm breath on my lips when we both leaned closer, my heart beating wildly in my ears. I closed my eyes when our lips were a hairsbreadth apart.

“Kiara? Where the hell are you?”

We froze and snapped our eyes open. Kiara looked over my shoulder and scrambled away. I instantly missed the warmth of her body pressing against me and composed myself when I turned to see the silhouette of Katherine walking toward the backyard, directly toward the pool.

“Ethan,” Kiara said and I gazed at her.

Her hair was wet, perky round breasts under the water, and I swallowed the lump in my throat when she stared back at me with dazed eyes.

I was as hard as stone.

“I’ll hide,” I said, my voice husky and deep.

Clearing my throat to get rid of my dirty thoughts I looked at her for the last time, remembering the sight that made Eiffel and my heart twitch. Rosy cheeks, hooded eyes, and cheery red parted lips.

Diving under the water, I swam to the corner and closed my eyes to calm my raging boner. I could hear the muffled voice of Katherine and Kiara talking and one of them laughing. I opened my eyes just in time to see Kiara’s legs disappear out of the water. I just wished Katherine wouldn’t find out that we were skinny dipping in the pool of her boyfriend’s farmhouse. That would be embarrassing.

I surfaced on the water, running a hand through my hair, and met a sight I was not sure I wanted to see. Kiara was standing sideways beside her clothes, toweling dry her wet lithe body. I clenched my jaw when I couldn’t see her breasts or anything between her legs.

If only I could make that towel disappear . . .

I shook my head of any dirty, filthy thoughts I had of my best friend. Narrowing my eyes, I watched her when she wrapped the towel around her petite body, a grin tugging her lips. She winked when she found me gazing at her. My patience and self-control were running extremely low.

“Dinner’s ready, Ethan. I hope you won’t mind something . . .cold,” she said innocently, her eyes lowering down my torso, which was hidden under the water, but I was sure she could see how hard I was for her. Grinning at me, she turned and walked inside, my eyes dropping down.

That little minx.

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