As I walk into my room, there he is. The beautiful boy in the striped sweater, sitting on the rug next to my bed.
I smile and sit on the rug across from him, giving him my full attention.
"so why'd you keep it a secret?" I ask
"Hi, i'm Ethan, I'm dead. Wanna hook up?" He says looking into my eyes
I smirk at his sarcastic words and push a piece of hair behind my ear.
"I don't think so." he responds
I sigh and reach out, lightly grabbing one of his hands, caressing it.
"you don't have to keep secrets from me ethan."
"I know, i'm sorry" He sighs looking down
"you're really hot for a ghost." I say smirking
"are you assuming other ghosts are ugly?" he asks jokingly
I lightly push him and giggle
"shut up" I laugh
He lifts a hand up and gently runs his thumb over my cheek, as if i was made of glass. I place my hand on top of his and look into his warm eyes.
"you're so goddamn beautiful" he whispers
I feel my cheeks get warm and lean forward, giving his lips a soft peck. As I go to pull away, he pulls me back and smashes his lips back onto mine. I feel his hand hold onto my thigh as the kiss begins to get more heated.
His tongue swipes across mine and I moan into the kiss, causing him to smirk cockily.
We both stand up and resume kissing, and he lightly lays me on the bed.
I unbutton his jeans and slide them down this legs, allowing him to kick the rest off. I peel off his shirt and begin to take my shorts off. He bites his lip as his lifts my shirt off of me.
"you're a work of art." he mumbles before beginning to kiss and suck on my neck. I wrap my arms around him and hold onto his muscular back as he nips and sloppily kisses my chest and cleavage.
He pulls off his boxers and I slide off my calvin klein panties. He looks in my eyes and I nod to assure him that he has my consent.
"I'm gonna make you feel so good babygirl."
