(A/N if there's spelling mistakes in this I'm sorry but I can't re-read it I'm too shy🤪)
(A/N x2 lol I forgot to mention SMUT!!)
| Emma's POV |
The Uber skids into the driveway and Ethan thanks the driver. It wasn't dark because we didn't want to stay at the beach after Grayson left us.
Ethan opens the door and allows me to go in first like the gentleman he is.
"So Grays asking out a girl, huh?" He asks taking my hand and bringing me into the kitchen where with little effort he lifts me with my waist and places me down on the side.
"Yeah he was blushing and being real cute" I respond as Ethan puts both hands either side of me on the counter so that our faces are in line.
"Im cuter though, right?" He pouts and I cup his sharp jawline in both my hands to admire his beautiful eyes
"Mhm you're hot too" I reply with a smirk, bringing my lips down onto his with extreme passion before pulling away with a satisfactory smile.
I've completely forgot why we've come into the kitchen because I'm so drawn to Ethan. The way his shirt clings to his muscular chest and arms, the way his veins are visible as they trail down his arms and into his hands.
Oh, don't get me started on those damn hands.
"So when's the love bird back?" Ethan asks finally turning from me to swing open the fridge and look it up and down for something to sink his teeth into.
He decides on opening the freezer and pulling out a blue popsicle.
"Oh" I say with a twitching smirk "he's gone for the whole night" I respond and Ethan's eyebrow raises as he wraps his lips around the popsicle
"Oh really?" He asks in a much deeper voice now leaning back over to me, positioning himself between my knees.
I take this as a chance to take the popsicle in my own mouth, staring deeply at him as I do so. I click my tongue on the roof of my mouth when I pull away and nod,
"Really" I answer in a whisper.
His lips are now slightly stained blue and even if mine aren't- I want to make them. His breath instead of being warm like usual is cold and icy.
I want to kiss him so badly so I wrap my legs around his torso. But before I have chance to connect my lips to his plump, blue ones, he connect his to the skin upon my neck.
The sudden shock of cold makes me twitch and he laughs into a deep suck making me hum, his deep kisses begin to trail making me moan each time they attach. I'm so sure that purple bruises are being left in his path but the more he marks me, the more I submit to him.
I am his.
Ethan's large hand dances from my hip bone towards my bikini top, he's forceful but it's enjoyable. Somehow he's soft and gentle while yet still being harsh and assertive.
I stable myself by grabbing onto his Gucci belt making him moan at the slight contact of my fingers against his V-line.
"Remember what I promised you baby girl?" He growls into my ear before sucking upon my earlobe. Truthfully any thought I'd ever held in my head was long gone.
I shake my head and in one swift movement he picks me up off of the side and slams me down onto the table.
"I told you I was going to take you on this fucking table-"
My breathing hitches and I gulp down my excitement as he pushes me backwards with his hand firmly upon my stomach until I'm laid on my back against his kitchen table.
"-and I wasn't lying"
I bite the inside of cheek as he peels his shirt from his tanned torso exposing his defined abs, just the sight causes me to squirm. I take the time, while his eyes are hungrily looking me up and down, to admire every vein.
Just the sight of him was creating a wet patch in my bikini bottoms.
I have an overwhelming need to run my hands down his front, but as I extend my arm he grips upon my wrists and pushes it back down. It makes contact with the table above my head and I chew down on my lip to stop me from just moaning at that.
I'm utterly weak right now, he fully has me, all of me. I want to give it to him- hell I want him to give it to me.
I don't know how it happens but my denim shorts appear on the floor along with the shorts he had been wearing.
"Baby girl I haven't even touched you and look how wet you are, aw" he pouts sarcastically running his fingers along my bikini bottoms. Usually I would've complained about him treating me like but instead I gasp at his touch. I was still in my fucking clothes.
I'm a fucking mess.
"Tell me you want it" he breathes slowly squatting down at the end of the table, I can't see him but I can feel his breath upon my inner thighs
"P-Please" I manage to stutter as he moves my bikini bottoms to one side. The draft makes me twitch and his heavenly deep laugh emerges
"Please what baby?" He teases bringing his lips to kiss me so very close. I can't speak, he knows I can't. "You want this?" He asks bringing his tongue down upon my pussy it's cold due to the popsicle and causes me to tremble, only licking for seconds before pulling away.
I whine at the loss of contact, wanting so badly to fist my hand in his hair and pull him back into me again. Instead I stay frozen, like that damn popsicle, why was that turning me on so much?
"Or do you want this?" He proceeds to ask as he pushes two fingers deep inside me, I let go of a moan and he growls in response. But like last time he pulls out and back with a devilish smirk.
He finally stands pulling me with my thighs closer to the edge of the table so that his dick imprint is pressed tightly against my inner thighs.
I knock my head back just at the thought of him and he takes this as a chance to place a few firm kisses upon my neck. He brings his fingers back inside me to my relief beginning to move himself in and out.
I'm moaning and holy fuck I'm not stopping anytime soon.
With his free hand he begins to Palm himself through his boxers and I can't help but watch, he's so fucking big that it surprises me every time. I let go of another moan just thinking about him fully inside me and he definitely notices.
"You want it?" He raises his eyebrow looking between his own dick and me. He pushes me back down, spreading my legs and growling almost in a shout, "you want it, I'm gonna give it you."
