chapter twenty-eight

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skylers pov:
he knew. he knows i have a wet dream about him and he wasn't even weirded out, he was turned on...

but as of right now i think we're both turned on..
every inch that his hand got closer to my private area, i could feel it get wetter. going under my shirt his fingers traced the edge of my underwear still kissing my neck. the closer he got to my privates the harder it got to breath.

~ "w-what about your mom" i stuttered, nervous.
"at work" he said calmly, continuing.
~ "and what about gray-
"shh don't worry, he's at elles" he interrupted to reassure me.

he put his hand over my heat applying pressure causing me to gasp.
"tell me if you want me to stop" he whisper in my ear
but my only response was the heavy breaths leaving my throat.
"do you want me to continue?" he pressed against my heat harder. making me moan he said, "use your words skyler" his voice got lower and darker.

~ "p- please" my voice shook as i struggled to get the word out. 
"please what?" his pointer finger lingered over my clit through my underwear.
~ "please... d-dont stop" i've never felt so desperate before. i craved him so much. the second i said don't stop he slid my underwear to the side and slid his finger over my lips spreading my wetness around.

since this was all new to me just his touch made me moan. he easily slipped one finger into me making me gasp in shock and pleasure. i've never had anything inside me before, not even a tampon...

slowly he pumped his finger in and out of me while his other hand came up under my shirt to grab my breast. i felt him grow hard under me as he squeezed and slightly flicked my nipple, which made me moan instantly. each touch to my nipple caused firework like nerves going straight to my clit. i definitely did not know that was a thing.

he quickly pulled his finger out of me which almost made me whine until he shoved his finger back inside of me, this time with two fingers.

the neck kisses, his fingers, playing with my breasts, it didn't take long for it to all become too much. the pleasure kept growing but made me feel like i just needed a little more. my stomach tightened and i felt myself clench around his fingers as a huge feeling of euphoria took over me. i've never felt this much pleasure in my life before. it seemed like too much to handle. i didn't realize i was practically screaming until ethans hand was suddenly covering my mouth and muffling my moans.

i almost felt sad as the feeling slowly drifted away, but also relief from the feeling of letting go. the only sound in the room was the movie, which i totally forgot about, and our heavy breaths. as he took his fingers out of me i felt weirdly kinda empty. looking at the mess i made, i saw his fingers covered in my cum.
~ "i- i'm sorry, i'll go get you a paper towel" i frantically tried to get but his free arm pulled me back down onto his lap.
"suck it."

~ "w-what?!" my eyes widened.
"taste yourself" he said calmly as he slowly slid his fingers into my mouth. confused i still parted my lips, taking in his fingers and tasting my saltiness.

"good girl." the two words surprisingly had an effect on me and i don't know why.
"you did so good" he looked me in the eyes and took his fingers out of my mouth.

he was proud of me. i wasnt used to any sort of validation but it meant more coming from him. he made me feel worthy. the small praise made me happy and i accidentally smiled.

smiling back, he gave me a kiss on the forehead and focused back on the movie. and that was it. he didn't expect me to do anything. he just cuddled me and caressed my skin watching the rest of the movie.

until dinner...

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