Page 69 of Unfolding Ethan

I made sure I had shaved everywhere even though I knew he didn't mind and wore the sexiest thing I owned. Black lace bralette with lace thong. I was sure he wouldn't mind if I wore my brother's tee and sweatpants on the outside. I even made sure I had enough towels with me and kept them on the nightstand.

Should I light some candles?

Stop overthinking. It will be fine. It's just Ethan and you having sex. People do it all the time!While it will hurt you and you may bleed—

It will be fine.

I was saved from overthinking when he knocked on the door.

"Hey!" I grinned and found Ethan holding a rose.

He looked sex-on-legs with his curly-wavy hair, which I so badly wanted to tug. Ethan cleared his throat while his cheeks and neck reddened with a faint blush and he looked down at his Vans.

"Uh, this is for you.” He handed me a dark red rose. “I wanted to buy a bouquet, b-but I forgot my wallet and—”

I smiled at him and pecked his lips, adoring the blush on his handsome face. "Thank you so much, Ethan."

I locked the door when he entered and kept his hands in his pockets. "Look, Kiara. I don't want us to rush this. Are you sure you're ready?" he asked.

"I am more than sure. I wouldn't want my first time with anyone else." I placed the rose on the table and looked up at him, my hands resting on his chest. His heart was beating fast.

I was about to lean in to kiss him, but I paused midway. "Wait, are you ready?" I pulled away. "I never asked you."

Ethan smiled. "Of course I am ready." He stared at my eyes and kissed my forehead. "But I am glad you asked me."

My grin widened, the tips of my ears warming. "Mhmm. Okay." I held the collar of his shirt, my eyes blazing. "Now, kiss me!"

With a shake of his head, he pressed his lips against mine, holding me close and cradling my face in his palms. I kissed him, breathing in his musky, woodsy scent, and wrapped my hands around his neck. Moaning, I pressed my body toward him when he bit my bottom lip, dragging it in between his teeth.

When we stumbled into my room, locking it, I pushed him on my bed. I removed my top and sweatpants, walking between his long legs, and kissed him.

"Holyshit," he whispered, licking his lips. His eyes clouded when they danced over my body. "You looksofucking beautiful.” I shivered when his warm hands trailed down my thighs, his eyes scorching my skin, and pulled me closer.

My hands were tangled in his hair. His lips trailed down the valley of my breast and unclasped my bralette, throwing it away. I let out a soft moan when he sucked one of my nipples in his hot mouth, his other hand squeezing my ass. Flicking his tongue on my sensitive bud, he kneaded my other breast, making me tug his hair and arch my chest to him. Ethan repeated his action with his expert mouth to my other breast until I was a moaning mess and my underwear was drenched even though his touch didn't linger from my chest and waist.

His hot breath fanned over my skin and he cupped my cheeks to kiss me. I whimpered and my knees buckled when he bit my lower lip, nibbling it and making me moan in his mouth.

I bucked, releasing a throaty groan when Ethan's hands cupped my drenched sex through the lace. If it was possible, his eyes hooded more with lust when I averted my eyes from his kiss-bruised lips toward his unmatched diamond-like eyes. His blue and green eyes seemed darker than my brown eyes.

"As much as I like seeing you inthis”—my body shivered when the pads of his fingers ran through the lace waistband, hooking his fingers on it—"you look better naked.Waybetter."

I managed a sly smile, leaning closer to his ear, and whispered, "Then what are you waiting for?"

And at that moment, I almost fell when Ethan yanked down the lace thong and pushed me on my bed. My body bounced on the mattress and before I could breathe, his lips found mine. Only the nightstand lamp was on, creating a warm glow around the bed, making Ethan look ethereal and the most sinful erotic sight I had ever witnessed. His wild hair, his hooded brows and eyes, and his swollen lips. He pulled away, removing the shirt and his belt, throwing it carelessly on the floor.

"What else did you do?" he whispered in his deep husky voice, nibbling on my ear.

I licked my lips and blushed. "I . . .uh, I have towels."

Ethan chuckled, looking between me and my nightstand. "All right, we can do that."

I wrapped my legs around his waist when he swirled his tongue around my nipple, blowing cold air while kneading my other breast. I groaned his name, arching my back when he bit down and pinched the other one.

"Shit!" I gasped when he did the same thing to my other breast, his hair softly feathering my tingling skin.

I was dripping by the time he kissed down my abdomen and gave me a devilish sexy smirk. I bit my lip as the thick scent of my arousal wafted around the room.

"Kiara?" he asked, making me look at his dark sensual eyes.

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