Whisper | E.D

TWENTY TWO

Ethan has his back turned away from me walking towards the coffee.
"Guess this will sub for water"

I turn around to see Ethan. He had his hand in his pocket, picking up the coffee.

"Yeah...you know coffee sobers you up"
I say out of nervous ramble. Should I go? Do let him make a move? Do I?

I hear Ethan laugh making me confused.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm not drunk princess I can handle my liquor"

"Didn't seem like that when we left the party" I say raising my eyebrow, not believing him.

"I was then, but I all I needed was food"
He said with an attitude taking a sip of his coffee. So what the hell was all of that about in the shower? Probably to get me to stop being so prissy. He leaned against his table facing me now sipping his coffee. His hand still in his pocket. Yeah, I'm not making the move on this guy. He's probably so used to girls just throwing themselves on him.

"Cool, guess I can leave" I muttered annoyed letting my dress fall straight and walking toward the door.

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I run my hands through my hair in frustration. I forget that my hair was still wet as it whipped my back.

"Woah, Woah" I felt a strong set of hands on the back of my neck with enough force to turn my body and head to his.

"...you're not going anywhere yet?"

Ethan whispered. This boy may be an asshole but he was undeniably provocative. My mind trailed back to the moment on the bed. His force and this extremely hot neck grab. Maybe he would make messing around worth wild.

"Oh? And why is that?" I say teasingly

He pushed us to the wall holding my neck making sure I didn't hit my head but I didn't care about that. My mind was only on how close Ethan's crotch was to me. He was pressed against me. Feeling his hard on struggling to stay down. His member was touching my left leg, eyes piercing into mine.

Abruptly Ethan grabbed my left hand bringing it to his crotch. He cupped the outside of my hand making me squeeze right next to his member. I smile a little, he needed me.

"Why are you smiling huh?" he asked seductively tightening his grip on the back of my neck. Not dangerously but an enjoyable maximum.

My head was tilted up now as Ethan's was right next to my face. I didn't respond but let my smirk show. I move my pinky finger letting it rest right on top of his dick. Ethan's breathing became heavier making me smirk more. I move my entire hand to rest on top of his dick.

He shuts his eyes and let out a deep exhale looking down to my hand.

I start to rub my hand along his length. His eyes stayed glued to my motion. I rest my hand on top of Ethan's wrist around my neck. His head shoots up to see what I'm doing. I signal for him to let go. My head slowly falls as I make eye contact with him again. Still palming.

"You know this fucking dress is too short" he says looking me up and down.

I give his dick a strong squeeze making him shift upward and closer. "Oh really?"

"I want you to change" He said biting his lip suggestively. I don't know why but I was a little surprised. I wasn't expecting Ethan to give into this, guess he does have some fantasies.

Ethan curls his finger underneath the strap of my dress letting it fall to my shoulder.

I push against him lightly, pushing him back to the bed. My hand trails to the bottom of his shirt. I felt Ethan pull it off himself almost instantly.