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22. Real Life

Ethan and Tricia set their phones down, eager to spend time together again. They sat next to each other on Tricia's couch, and Ethan smiled at her as he patted his lap. Tricia grinned, climbing onto his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Look at these sexy, authentic lips," Ethan grinned, brushing his thumb along them.

Tricia threw her head back in a fit of giggles, making Ethan laugh too. "You are giving my lips way too much attention."

"Oh am I?" he asked, kissing them gently.

Tricia's breath hitched. "Yeah," she murmured against his mouth. "I mean, look at your lips, pretty boy," she flirted, taking his bottom lip between her teeth.

Ethan couldn't be cute anymore; he needed her. He wrapped his arms tighter around her waist and parted her lips with his tongue. Tricia gladly let him in; she'd wanted this just as bad as he had. She tangled her hands in his messy hair, pushing the hood off his head in the process. His hands slid down to grab her ass, pulling her against himself. She gasped into his mouth when she felt how excited he was, and she couldn't resist grinding onto him a little.

"Fuck," Ethan groaned, so turned on he couldn't think straight. He slid his hands up under her sweatshirt, and left one on the small of her back while the other slid around to her stomach.

Tricia moaned against his mouth as his fingertips left trails of goosebumps on her skin, and she could hardly contain herself when his hand found her breast through her bra. "Ethan," she gasped.

"Should I stop?" he asked. He didn't want to do anything she wasn't ready for.

"God, no," she murmured, arching her back and pushing herself into his hand.

Ethan kissed her roughly as he continued to explore beneath her top. The little gasps and moans she made, and the way she slowly rubbed herself against him were driving him insane. "I want you," he breathed, leaning back to look at her.

Tricia bit her lip and stared in his eyes. She nodded, unable to form a coherent response.

Ethan grinned and wrapped his arm around her waist before flipping her onto her back. He pulled his sweatshirt and shirt off in one go before reaching down to pull up the hem of hers up.

Tricia smiled at him and reached down to help. As she pulled the sweatshirt up and over her head, Ethan groaned in appreciation.

"Holy shit, you are beautiful," he sighed, leaning down to kiss her stomach.

Tricia gasped and arched her back into him, and her eyes rolled back as he kissed up to her chest.

Ethan's hand was suddenly at the waistline of her yoga pants, and he paused what he was doing with his mouth to look up at her for permission.

"Fuck, please," she gasped.

Ethan smirked as he leaned down to kiss her neck and slowly slid his hand down her pants. She cried out as he began to strum her, and it was the best sound he'd ever heard.

It wasn't long before he wanted to give her more. He slid down her body and pulled off her pants. He looked up at her for approval before lowering his face between her legs.

"Ethan! Holy shit!" she moaned, and he smirked as he realized this was the best sound he'd even heard.

He brought her over the edge before he climbed back up her body. He gazed at the way she looked in that intimate moment- her plump lips, her messy hair, her hooded eyes. She was gorgeous.

Ethan was shaken from his thoughts by Tricia unbuttoning his jeans. She pushed them down his legs and grabbed him.

"Fuck," he hissed as his grin spread. He let her stroke for a moment before he took a condom out of his pants pocket. He rolled it on and smirked at her as he lined himself up.

Tricia nodded eagerly, so desperate for him she couldn't stand it.

Ethan kissed her as he slid into her, making both of them gasp. "Oh god, you feel so good," he murmured against her lips.

Tricia grinned and wrapped her arms tighter around him, pulling him closer to her as she lost herself in how amazing it felt. She didn't even try to be quiet, because Ethan was way too good. In fact, she hadn't ever had sex this good.

As much as he wanted it to last, Ethan felt his high fast-approaching. He could tell she was close again, and he made sure he didn't lose it until she did too. They both shook and gasped and smiled before Ethan collapsed onto the couch next to her.

"Wow," Tricia grinned at him. Her brain was a pile of happy mush.

Ethan was still out of breath, but he managed to laugh a little. "Uh, yeah. Wow." Wow was an understatement.

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