Page 32 of Unfolding Ethan

“Ethan helped me find a bathroom. I-I,uh. . . needed to puke. Thankfully, I didn’t, but I’m not feeling well,” she stuttered, my palm trailing over her back.

Katherine furrowed her brows. “Are you okay? Do you want me to come with you—”

No, thanks, I mentally added,I intend to help Kiara only. Ryan would murder me if I even thought about that.

“It’s fine, Katherine. I am taking her home.”My home.

“Myhome.Justmy home. Tosleep, haha.” Kiara giggled nervously.

Oh, Kiara. My sweet Kia, why?

Katherine looked between us suspiciously and that was my cue. “Now if you’ll excuse us, I have to thro—er, tuck in Kiara to bed. See you later.”

Entwining her hand in mine, I dragged her away from Katherine’s prying green eyes and walked downstairs, squeezing her hand so she wouldn’t trip on her heels.

“Throw, seriously?”

“I am an impatient guy.”

Kiara chuckled and even though I had only one cup of beer, I could get drunk on the sound of her laugh. I smiled and helped her into the car and made sure she locked the seat belt properly before sitting down on the driver’s seat and revving up the engine.

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We were both hungry and especially Kiara, whose stomach growled every two minutes. She smiled sheepishly at me, hiding her flushed face with her hair. She was fucking adorable. We decided to eat burgers and fries, talking about the party. I admitted I was jealous of her going with Liam into the room and then flirting with Carter. She was surprised to hear me say that, because the reason she did that was because she saw me with Ryan’s friends near the pool after I had rushed away from her. I told her I had talked to them because I wanted women’s advice on this situation, and I couldn’t call my moms, because they were staying at Aunt June’s house. And I didn’t want to explain anything to Katherine because it would be awkward.

Kiara was blushing when I told her about that and pecked me on the cheek when I started the car. I kept my smile at bay and drove us home.Now, I have her all to myself. Unless Katherine mysteriously appeared in my room.

We stayed silent throughout the whole ride because we were both nervous with excitement. And I had the whole apartment to myself until tomorrow night. I wondered what wecouldandcouldn’tdo.

My head was running with endless possibilities. I changed the gear and pressed harder on the pedal. I couldn’t believe my luck that Kiara, my best friend, wanted me as much as I wanted her.

The most intimate thing I had ever done with Ariana was to feel her breasts and didn’t have sex when she was more than ready. I denied it because I felt that I wasn’t ready and we were taking things too fast. Maybe that’s why she cheated on me with Liam.

But things were completely different with Kiara. I wanted to do so much with her. So many sweet yet sinful things to her and her body.

We were in the elevator. We were breathing heavily with nervousness, excitement, and anticipation for what was about to come next. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. Kiara was fumbling with her fingers and hiding her face with her hair.

I brushed my knuckles with her hand and I was relieved when she entwined her fingers with mine. I looked down at her and said, “We don’t have to do anything, Kiara. We can cuddle in my bed and I will be the happiest man alive.”

She finally met my eyes and my heart stuttered to a pause when she smiled, dimple showing and her gold-flecked brown eyes glittering with adoration. “I know, Ethan.”

My fingers ran over the rim of her golden ring and a small smile tugged my lips when she squeezed my hand. “I won’t regret anything, I am sure of it.”

My eyes lowered to her lips. I cupped her jaw and leaned closer, pausing when she looked at me with her dark eyes. She tipped on her toes until our lips barely touched and breathed each other’s air. Her hands wrapped around my neck and I pulled her closer by her waist. Her lips came closer. They were the same lips that brought smiles to my face. And now as we grew closer and closer, I had no more thoughts except one. The need to please her.

Our eyes met one last time before I closed the distance and kissed her. I savored her lips, pushing her back as she hummed sweetly, threading her hands in my hair. I deepened the kiss and her lips parted willingly when I ran my tongue over the seams of her bottom lip.

I groaned in annoyance at the ping of the elevator when our floor came. Kiara bit her lip and dragged me out. I had a hard time keeping my hands to myself because I kept tugging her closer, kissing her lips. We laughed in between as we continued kissing clumsily in the hallway with dim light. She shushed me when we passed her house and I had to hide my grin in her neck.

I busied myself by opening the lock to the apartment. “Shit,” I cursed when I couldn’t get it open, my fingers fumbling with the key.

Somehow, Kiara found this situation humorous and nudged me away, opening the lock in one try.

She entered first, closing the door silently, and then I was upon her. Pushing her back on the door and removing her jacket so I could touch her soft skin. My hands smoothed down her flimsy top and I kissed her, a shudder leaving her body when I trapped her bottom lip between my teeth and gave it a small bite. Her knees buckled and she released a throaty moan in between our kisses. The sound was so exotic that I wanted to hear her moan again and again.

Pinning her wrists above her head, I trailed my lips down her sharp jawline and toward the pulse on her neck. A soft moan escaped her lips when I kissed her soft skin, licking it and biting it, her small body writhing under me. Her musky perfume with black vanilla and coconut was numbing my senses.

“Ethan!” she groaned when I parted her legs and grazed my knee in between her thighs.

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