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I'm on my bed waiting for Ethan. I got a text from him saying he was on his way about 15 minutes ago. Maybe I shouldn't be doing this. I mean Grayson and I aren't together. He's never told me that he has feeling for me or anything. I wouldn't mind if he was out with other girls, okay I probably would. I shouldn't do this.

I change out of the spandex shorts, and put back on my jeans. I get another text from Ethan
Ethan: "I'm outside."
"Fuck" I say under my breath and run downstairs to answer the door.
I open the door and see Ethan leaning against the porch railing licking his lips at the sight of me. His hair is the perfect amount of messy, he's freshly shaven, and he's changed his earrings to black studs. I've always secretly thought they looked sexy on him, it's like he knew that. He pushes himself off the railing and makes his way over to me. Okay maybe I should do this. He puts both hands around my neck and runs his fingers through the back of my hair, lightly tugging so my head would tilt back. He leans down and kisses my neck and down to my collarbone. I let out a pretty loud moan and I feel his smirk against my skin. "Aw is baby girl sexually frustrated" he whispers and starts to suck. I think he felt my legs tremble and weaken because he caught me in his arms and pushed me inside, closing the door behind him.

He turns me around and pins me against the door. He presses his lips to mine and our lips synced together perfectly. He wasted no time letting his tongue make an appearance. There's no fighting Ethan for dominance, he will win easily every time. I let his hands roam my body and I was griping onto his shirt so tight I could've ripped it. I felt his hand latch onto my ass and then he quickly pulled his lips from mine. Leaving me whining for him. "Why aren't you wearing what I told you to?" He sternly asks like I was in trouble. "Honestly I was going to try to prevent this from happening" I admit. I look at him and a smirk slowly appears on his face as if saying that was silly of me to think. "Get upstairs" he demands while pointing to my room.

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