#Flirtationship

chapter nineteen : graduation gift

[A/N : SPG]

Ethan led me to his flat and asked me to sit down on his couch but I denied, saying I want to look around his place. He sighed then left.

I took the time to look around his place and how it looked like. It was a simple studio-type flat. It had three couches. One big couch in the middle, one small couch on each side. He had no television. Ethan was not a fan of it, anyway.

I walked to his kitchen. He had three cupboards, one refrigerator, one stove, one coffee maker, and one microwave. He didn't have a table, but rather a counter paired with stool chairs.

I opened his fridge. He had two liters of water, three cans of beer, two boxes of fruit juice, and a liter of cookies-and-cream ice cream. I took the latter and grabbed myself a spoon. I took a spoon and felt the coolness of the dessert in my mouth.

Ethan came in when I was on my third spoon. He grinned when he saw what I was doing. He took a scoop of his own.

"I see you found something that interests you," he said, smiling widely at my state.

I just grinned and took another spoonful of the flavored ice cream.

"Here," he said and then placed a small box on the counter table.

I picked it up and opened it. My jaw dropped when I saw the ring shining at me. I looked at him and he was smiling.

"I was going to ask you to marry me after our graduation, but you left earlier than I thought," he narrated sadly.

My heart broke at his admission. "Ethan."

"I'm sorry I'm late," he apologized.

My heart softened at the sight of him. "Ethan."

He smiled bitterly and took out the ring from its case. "I can't ask you to marry me now, given the circumstances, but can I at least ask you now to be my girlfriend?"

I nodded and looked at him with longing. "Yes."

He smiled widely and wore the ring to my finger. He kissed my forehead, my nose, and then my lips.

When we pulled from our kiss, he was grinning like a kid.

"You taste like ice cream."

I laughed. "I thought that was you."

"I love you so much, Kitty," he whispered.
"I love you so much, too," I answered.

He kissed me again. He lifted me up on the counter as he deepened his kiss. His hand traveled on my waist up to my chest. He took off his shirt then followed my mine. He unhooked my bra and marveled at the sight of them.

"I've been dreaming about these for years," he whispered before kissing me again.

His hand massaged each of them as he continued to kiss me. I moaned when his lips found its peak. He played with them with his mouth while I grabbed his hair with the sensation he was bringing.

His lips went back to mine. His hand trailed downwards. When he found what he was looking for, I stopped him.

"I have something to tell you," I muttered.

"You can tell me later," he huffed.

"It has to be now. Take me to bed," I ordered softly.

He nodded and kissed me shortly. He carried me to his room. He was looking at me, waiting for what I was about to tell.

"Ethan, I…I'm..I haven't…I haven't had…sex yet," I said then bent my head down.

"You're still a virgin?" he hissed. "But you have a baby."

I shook my head, still bent down. "I lied. I'm sorry. I had to because I had to leave."

He cursed. We were silent for a moment. After a while, he raised my chin up. He was grinning at me.

"Guess what? I'm a virgin, too," he admitted.

"What about Lucy?" I asked.

"Yeah, you know why she hated you that much? Because everytime we tried to have sex, I kept saying your name," he laughed out.

This time I kissed him. He kissed me back to deepen the kiss. He laid me down on his bed. His hand traveled once again on my body. He planted kisses on every inch of my body as his hand continued to wonder.

When he reached his target, he peeked at me, asking for my permission. I gave him a nod in assurance. He kissed me shortly before taking off my panties. He smirked at the sight of it. I crossed my legs in embarrassment.

He leaned closer to my ear. "Don't be shy. I've been having wet dreams because of you."

He loosened his fly then his boxer shorts. His manhood sprung free. I gasped at the sight of it.

"It's mad. Been waiting for you for quite some time, Kitty." He was grinning as he said that.

I swallowed at its size and feared for my early death. "Don't kill me."

He laughed hard before kissing me curtly. "I thought you'll kill me tonight."

He kissed me once more. He angled his manhood to my opening. I gasped when I felt his warmth. He peeked at me to see if I was ready. I nodded.

He thrusted inside. I closed my eyes. He thrusted once more. Damn, it hurt. He glanced at me, worried. I gave him a reassuring smile. He pushed once more and again until I felt him whole inside.

"Kitty, I love you," he muttered.

He pulled out and slammed back in. I moaned. He did it again. I kept moaning. He did it over and over again, until I felt my legs paralyze.

"Ethan," I murmured, between moans. "I-I think, I'm close."

He grinned. "Come for me, my Kitty."

He thrusted faster and faster until we both came. We were both panting.

"I love you so much, Kitty. Don't leave me again," he whispered.

His last sentence made my heart ache. I don't want to...