I'm Yours, Klaus (Book 1)

CH. 17

SEVENTEEN:

Friday, April 1st
3:00 PM

"Ahh! Baby!" I cheered as Ethan and Dylan met Brooke and I in the parking lot. I ran to Ethan, wrapping my arms around his waist, hugging him as he held me tightly.

"Miss me that much?" He asked.

"I was having a bad day," I sighed and he frowned. We walked together with my arms still around him.

"What happened?" He asked.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Okay," he mumbled. He leaned down and kissed me enough and I grinned against his lips. It was quick and sweet before we reached Brooke and Dylan at Brooke's car.

"Come on birthday boy," Brooke grinned and we all piled into her tiny car.

"Where are we going?" Ethan chuckled.

"Away for the weekend. To the beach," I smiled at him.

"Yeah?" He chuckled and I nodded.

"Mhm. You'll be 21 in a few hours," I grinned at him and he smiled.

"I just want to be with you," he said and I blushed.

"We will be. You and I are sharing a hotel room," I told him and he smirked.

"And what are you getting me for my birthday?" He asked.

"He better get laid," Dylan called from the front seat.

"Oh, my God. Mind your business, Dylan," I  hissed.

"No, I'm looking forward to birthday sex. Seriously," Ethan said, furrowing his brows.

I blushed, scooting over so I could cuddle with him. "I want to get you off 21 times. So shut your damn mouth," I whispered hotly in his ear.

"Mm. Kitten," he growled, pulling me on his lap now. I straddled his hips, pressing our lips together.

"Not in my backseat!" Brooke yelled.

"I think it's hot," Dylan laughed.

They both went ignored. And my too went straight to the seat next to us. "Our friends," I panted as Ethan kissed around my chest area.

"I've seen them do worst," Ethan said. "I want this off." He tugged at my bra and I blushed.

"Seriously, no," I told him. But at the same time I wanted him to take it off. I loved that he wanted me that bad.

Ethan bit his lip, letting it roll out from his teeth seconds later. "How long is this car ride? And where's our stuff?" Ethan asked.

"Three hours. And don't worry man, I packed for you," Dylan said.

"Now I'm worried," Ethan sighed. "And what am I supposed to do for three hours?"

"Stop being whiny for starters," Brooke said and I snorted, laughing softly.

Ethan shot me a dirty look. Then his hand on my lower back raised enough and he unclipped my bra. I gasped, holding it to my chest.

"Babe, I'm the only one who can see," Ethan assured me.

I slowly nodded. The music in the car suddenly cranked up. Ethan chuckled and tugged my bra straps down. "You are seriously gorgeous," Ethan whispered in my ear before littering kisses down my neck and shoulder.

My bra sat in my lap. His hands massaging my breasts as our lips met. I moaned softly as he flicked my nipples. "Lean back, kitten," he instructed.