Music blasting from the speakers, the smell of weed and alcohol flooded your senses as you stepped through the door of Ethan's house. Ethan and Grayson decided to throw a house party since their family was gone for the weekend.
The party was at full swing, teenagers grinding against each other on the makeshift dance floor in the living room. Some teenagers in the kitchen mixing drinks and socializing, couples here and there making out, a group just outside in the back yard playing beer pong.
You scan the crowd for any sign of your boyfriend but end up coming with none, instead catching a glimpse of your group friends. They all greet you with hugs and hand you a drink when you reach them.
It's been awhile since you arrived, dancing and laughing at the dumb jokes your group of friends made. Ethan finally finds you, you were laughing loudly hanging onto your friend as she was telling an embarrassing story about another friend from the group.
"I see you're having fun." Ethan speaks with a smile on his face as he reaches you, slipping an arm around your waist and kisses your cheek.
"Finally! I've been looking for you everywhere!" You exclaim greeting him with a kiss.
"Let's go dance!" You drag your boyfriend to the makeshift dance floor as one of your favorite songs come on.
You wrap your arms around Ethan's neck, his hands on your hips as you move your body to the beat. Your hips grinding onto his as you lose yourself to the music. "How many have you had to drink?" Ethan asks concerned. He could tell you were a bit tipsy as you grind your hips on his harder. You were always a horny drunk.
"Just a couple. It's fine E, just dance with me!" Ethan mentally told himself that he'll have to keep an eye on you before giving in. After a couple of songs, Ethan got your attention. "I'll be back. I'm gonna get us a drink. Stay here." He said before disappearing in the crowd and made his way to the kitchen. Still in the dancing mood, you danced alone just enjoying the music losing yourself once again to the beat.
As you were dancing, a fairly attractive guy came up to you asking for a dance. Being the nice and friendly person you are, you accept his proposal and start dancing with him. The guy's hands go to your hips, going no lower, which you were thankful for. At least some guys respected girls.
You two both moved to the beat, hips swaying in sync, smiles on both faces. Just truly enjoying the moment.
Ethan finally had made his to the dance floor. He caught the sight of you and the guy dancing. Instantly, jealously and anger flooded his veins as he saw how close the guy was to you. Ethan didn't like it at all. That was his place. He was the only one who could be that close to you, dancing like that.
"Excuse me." Ethan said pushing the guy away before turning you, kissing you fiercely. He pulled away slightly out of breath, looking into your eyes. You could see the jealously in them as they darkened. Before you could say a word, Ethan grabs your hand pulling you up the stairs and into his bedroom.
Ethan slams the door close and presses you against it. By this time your buzz was gone, fully aware of the jealousy coming off of him. "You're mine, you hear me." Ethan growls kissing you fiercely.
"Strip for me slut." He demands, his voice dangerously low as he steps back from your body. His voice sends shivers down your body. You quickly shred your clothes off and look at him for your next command. Ethan was rarely like this; calling you slut and so demanding, it turns you on so much when he is.
Ethan removes his clothes and pulls you close to his body. "Jump." His arms go around you as you jump and wrap your legs around his waist. In a swift movement of his hips, he enters you. You let out a sound that's a combination of a moan and a gasp.
Ethan holds you against the wall roughly as he starts to pound into you, giving you no time to adjust to his size. Ethan's arms flex with every movement he makes. Your moans bounce off the walls as you grasp onto his shoulders, your nails digging into the flesh. Ethan moans at the pain your inflicting on him.
"That's right slut. Moan my name. Let everyone at this party know who's making you feel good." Ethan speaks as he pounds into you harder, your back hurting from the friction of the wall.
"Oh yeah, you like that don't you?" He teases at your loud moan. "Once I'm done with you, all you'll know how to say is my name. No one else's." Ethan thrusts his hips faster, his lips sucking on that one spot on your neck that has you moaning louder.
"C'mon baby, scream my name." Ethan taunts, his thrusts becomes faster as he senses that your close. Not being able to hold it any longer you come undone on him, screaming his name.
Once you come down from your climax, Ethan pulls out and put you down. "Bed now. On your hand and knees." He commands. You look at him with wide eyes. You didn't expect another around. He slaps your ass when you don't do as he says. You quickly do as your told, he groans at the sight.
Ethan goes behind you, his hands on your hips. He slowly enters you, groaning at the feeling of you clenching around him. You cry out as he begins to pick up speed. The sound of skin slapping against skin with moans and groans coming from both of you fill the room.
Ethan grips onto your hair and pulls it roughly, making you look up and into the mirror that is in front of the bed. "I want you to watch me fuck you. To watch how much of a slut you are."
With one hand pulling your hair and the other on your hip, Ethan thrusts deeper into you; hitting that certain spot that makes you nearly scream from how sensitive you already are. He smirks as he continues to hit that spot.
"That's it slut. Scream my name. Who's making you feel this good?" Ethan's thrusts become faster.
"Ethan!" You loudly moan, the pleasure becoming to much for you.
Ethan's movements become slower making you whine out, wanting him to go back to his fast pace. "What do you want?" He questions, going painfully slow for your liking.
"Faster, go faster." You pant.
"Hmm? I didn't hear you babygirl. What was that?" His pace decreasing speed with every word.
"Please go faster! Ethan please!" You nearly scream. He smirks liking the sound of you begging him, saying his name like it was your life source. Deciding to end your suffering, he goes faster.
Your eyes instantly close at the pleasure he gives you, your hands gripping onto the bedsheets. Your legs begin to shake as you feel your second orgasm of the night come closer. "Ethan!" You scream loudly as you cum for the second time, Ethan soon joining you.
Once you both come down from your high, Ethan pulls out and flips you on your back. You eyes widen as Ethan's head going between your thighs. "No, no, no! Ethan please! I can't take any more!" You beg.
Ethan just smirks looking up at you. He holds your hips down as his tongue enters you. Your hands go straight to his hair and tug on it, moaning as Ethan's nose slightly rubs against your clit.
It doesn't take long until you feel your climax come, due to the fact that you're overly-sensitive. "Ethan!" You scream out as you cum on Ethan's mouth. He licks you clean, slurping up your juices. Ethan joins you laying down on the bed.
After a comfortable silence you speak, breaking it. "I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow."
