Page 82 of Unfolding Ethan

"Hear what? Cara! Are you even listening to me? Justin broke up with me because . . .” The girl with a high-pitched voice said something, but it went all over my head when I zoned out from their boring conversation to Ethan fucking me slowly.

Shit, this is intense.

I jumped when his other hand lowered to my clit, rubbing it with his fingers, his sharp and warm breath hitting my neck as he removed himself completely from me and then slammed inside. There was no doubt that the door thrashed painfully and we both rocked pleasurably against the door, scaring the poor girls as they shrieked and ran away.

When he flipped me over, still inside me, I looked up into his eyes and managed to utter, "Who are you? What did you do with Ethan?"

Ethan chuckled softly while I cinched my legs around his hips, moaning at the new position as he settled inside me. He held me close and fucked me while his hot mouth kissed my breasts.

By the second thrust, I knew I was reaching my peak as my walls spasmed around him in a tight coil. Ethan swallowed my groans by kissing me, our breaths mingling as sweaty bodies slapped against each other and the musky scent of our arousal surrounded us in the thick air.

Breathing on my neck, he grunted, "I am . . .close."

Feeling him grow inside me, I clenched my pussy around him, and he rocked inside me, biting my earlobe and making me mewl in pleasure. I let my hands wander in his dark, thick hair as his breathing became erratic and he released inside the latex, groaning my name. Ethan shut his eyes closed, rolling his lower lip inside his mouth, and laid his forehead on my shoulder, his dick spurting seed inside the condom, making me spasm with orgasm for the third time.

We stood there like that for a while, Ethan calming his breath while he massaged my sides and I ran my hand through his hair. It seemed like we both wanted to take some time in post-coital bliss and just stare at each other with small little grins.

"That was . . ." he started.

I nodded. "Yeah."

Should I tell him that I can't feel anything below my waist?

We both shared a small, sweet kiss and he pulled out of me, making me hiss at the loss. He quickly managed to tie the condom, throwing it in the bin, and cleaned himself. After kissing my forehead, he got out of the cubicle to give me some time to clean myself.

Shuddering, I wore the thong—which he thankfully handed me back—after cleaning myself and wore the dress, zipping it halfway before walking out on wobbly legs. It was a bit weird to walk after you’d been dicked down by nine inches of gloriousness.

I was surprised to see Ethan leaning on the counter of the sink, looking fresh in his clothes, unlike a guy who just had a good fuck in the school cubicle.

"I thought you left."

I held my hair when Ethan helped me zip the dress all the way to my nape, his fingers brushing against my skin, making my sore pussy clench with need.

"Did you consider me as a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am kind of guy? Think again, Bella.” He nibbled my ear and softly pecked my jaw, making me shiver. "My ma raised me better than that."

I grinned, shaking my head. "Of course not. You're like a big teddy bear."

Ethan chuckled, making me turn around, and captured my lips with his. "A teddy bear you seem to fuck so often."

"Because of your body and . . .this." I cupped his crotch, and felt him twitch under my touch.

I licked my lips.My, my . . .

Ethan took a sharp breath. "Let's get out of here before I take you for round two."

I smiled innocently and patted down my wild sex hair.

???

“Where did you guys go after the sex ed?” Rio asked as soon as we walked in our History class and took our seat side by side on the last row.

I shrugged when Ethan’s cheeks and neck turned light pink. “I was hungry . . . and so was Ethan.” I cleared my throat and faked a burp in my fist.

Rio nodded, talking about his essay while Ethan grinned at me and mouthed, “You’re trouble.”

I winked at him and took out my essay and notes for the class.

Halfway through it, the teacher called me and Ethan out to go to the principal’s office. We were both scared shitless.

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