Chapter 19 #2
I plastered my back to the chair, squeezing my backpack, and closed my eyes.
I bit my lip and tried not to moan even though no one could listen to me because of the slideshow and high instrumental music.
Feeling the familiar coil in my abdomen, I braced myself for the orgasm when he increased his pace and continued to tease my clit.
As the crescendo of the music neared, I knew my orgasm was close. I was already on the edge and I could feel him staring at me with dark flecks in his eyes.
Ethan suddenly moved his hand away and I whimpered at the loss of his touch and the nearing orgasm. "Why would you do that?" I felt like I would have cried but seeing him suck my juices from his fingers turned me on more so than ever.
"Not here.” He took my hand and stood up, glancing at the dark stage. “Come on.”
My knees wobbled when I tried to stand and follow him, but his hold was firm on my hand when we snuck out of the hall.
"Ethan, where are we going?" I asked.
He gave me a mischievous smile over his shoulder, the kind that made me want to fall on my knees and worship him. "Somewhere that no one can disturb us."
I grinned knowingly. "I know just the place."
"Are you sure?" he asked warily when we entered the second floor girls' washroom because it was in the corner without any surveillance cameras in the hallway.
"Absolutely."
"Can't say it's my first time in a girls' washroom," he muttered, looking around.
My eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"
Ethan grinned sheepishly, pink blooming in his cheeks and neck. "Well, Rio dared me to write something in a girls' cubicle last year."
His eyes went wide at the look on my face. He stammered, "Nonono! It's not what you think. It was a stupid dare and I did it after school. All I wrote was 'Do you want to eat cookie dough together?' I swear. Scout’s honor." He raised two fingers in the air.
I chuckled softly, raising his ring finger too. “You’re a sweetheart.”
His face reddened. "Yeah. But enough of this, I want to kiss you."
His voice lowered an octave and I could feel my sex ache with need when he stepped closer, nuzzling his nose in my neck. How he went from sweet, adorable to this sexy, charming man was beyond my imagination.
All I could manage to whisper was 'kiss me' before our lips, tongues, and teeth tangled in a scorching kiss. We stumbled into the last cubicle, closing the door shut.
I ripped his shirt open, trailing my lips from his throat to his Adam’s apple and tugging his hair.
I kissed it. A deep groan elicited from him, vibrating against my lips, and the next thing I knew my back was being pushed against the door, hair falling from my ponytail over my shoulders and the dress being yanked away from my body.
I let out a gasp when the cold air hit my naked skin—yes, I ditched the bra this morning. "Christ, Kiara,” Ethan cursed, exhaling heavily as he hungrily gazed at my perky breasts.
Leaning closer, he kissed me while his hands wandered on my chest, cupping my breasts and tweaking my nipples with his fingers. I let out a gasp, biting my lips when he lowered his mouth to the swell of my breast, biting it, sucking it, and leaving a hickey.
I busied myself by removing his belt, but he swatted my hand away. "Wait, I want to taste you."
I swallowed nervously when he dropped on his knees. I let out a squeak when he threw my legs over his shoulder, making me plant my back on the door to balance myself. Shuddering, I bit my lip when I felt his hot breath near my sex.
His eyes flickered up to me and he whispered, "Try not to scream."
Before I could reply, he dived in, devouring every bit of my nether lips while pressing down my clit with his thumb, creating intense pleasure in my abdomen.
I couldn't help but let out strangled moans when he plunged his tongue inside me, swirling it while his hands held me close to his mouth by squeezing my ass.
I could picture myself in the small cubicle with him sucking me dry, my legs over his shoulder while his huge arms held my body close to him. Both of us sweaty and horny for more.
My back bowed from the door, head tilting and eyes squeezed shut. I tightened my hold on his hair, steering it close to my weeping core. "I am . . . going to—fuck!" I bit my lip sharply, trying to swallow the moan. I could taste metal in my mouth and I knew I bit my lip too hard.
"Look at me!" he growled, pulling away just a little to make me appreciate the sexy beast kneeling in front of me as my juices dribbled from his lips and his eyes dark with an unknown emotion.
I came, feeling my pussy spasm when he sucked on my clit, biting it. My head turned dizzy while my body trembled harshly in his arms as waves after waves rocked my body, my legs quivering on his broad shoulders.
Ethan stood up, wrapping his arms around me, and kissed me, letting me taste myself on his lips and tongue. After a moment when I came back to earth, I removed his belt, unzipping him while he pulled out a foil from his pocket.
I breathed, "You came prepared?"
He shot me a dirty look. "You never know."
I nodded, trying to calm my breathing, and looked at the erect tent in his boxers.
"Turn around," he said huskily, tearing the foil with his teeth.
I complied by keeping my hands firm on the door and moaned when he pressed his body against my back, his hard panes of abs met my back while his erect boner settled on my hips.
I felt his hot breath on my neck and ear when he swiped my hair on my right side and kissed me on the crook of my neck.
I moaned when his palm found my breast and started fondling it as I ground back on him when his lips trailed toward the ball of my shoulders.
Taking a sharp intake of breath, I braced myself when his latex covered dick ran up my slit, making me arch toward him.
He pulled back and repeated it again. I whined, "Ethan! Don't tease me." He chuckled, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.
Ethan entered me in one hard thrust. I felt his latex covered blunt tip gliding past my velvety walls, swallowing him whole as our bodies slapped against each other. For a moment I thought I heard angels sing but then I realized it was me groaning his name.
We both moaned at the sudden intrusion while my body trembled in his arms. "You're so tight—fuck!" he cursed and kissed the nape of my neck. "Did I hurt you?"
I managed to shake my head through the pinch of pain, biting my lip. "Just . . . move. I need you to move."
Ethan shuffled a bit. "Hold still."
A throaty moan bubbled out of my throat when he reared back and thrust inside me as the slaps of our bodies echoed when his cock slammed into me. I arched my back from the door toward Ethan's body and he exhaled sharply on my neck.
I felt his girth deliciously stretch my pussy and his cock hitting the sensitive spot every time he entered me. Our carnal sounds echoed in the empty bathroom. I clenched him, making him drop his head on my shoulder and move his hips faster, harder, and deeper.
We heard shuffling of footsteps coming closer and someone opened the bathroom stall. We both stilled while I looked at Ethan, whose expression was mirroring mine.
"Did you hear that Justin is with someone else?" I heard a high-pitched voice speak.
"Don't make a sound, Kia," Ethan whispered harshly, ramming slowly inside me and hitting the spot he was well acquainted with, which made my head roll back, and I saw heaven for a few moments.
I did moan. But that didn't make Ethan stop. Nope, it encouraged him to go torturously slow while cupping my mouth shut to stop any sounds.
"Did you hear that?" the other voice asked.
I squeezed my eyes shut when he plunged inside me, rocking me with him and making me bite his hand. I needed a release. All I could think was, I need to come! I need to come! I need to come! I NEED TO COME BADLY!
"Hear what? Cara! Are you even listening to me? Justin broke up with me because . . .” The girl with a high-pitched voice said something, but it went all over my head when I zoned out from their boring conversation to Ethan fucking me slowly.
Shit, this is intense.
I jumped when his other hand lowered to my clit, rubbing it with his fingers, his sharp and warm breath hitting my neck as he removed himself completely from me and then slammed inside.
There was no doubt that the door thrashed painfully and we both rocked pleasurably against the door, scaring the poor girls as they shrieked and ran away.
When he flipped me over, still inside me, I looked up into his eyes and managed to utter, "Who are you? What did you do with Ethan?"
Ethan chuckled softly while I cinched my legs around his hips, moaning at the new position as he settled inside me. He held me close and fucked me while his hot mouth kissed my breasts.
By the second thrust, I knew I was reaching my peak as my walls spasmed around him in a tight coil. Ethan swallowed my groans by kissing me, our breaths mingling as sweaty bodies slapped against each other and the musky scent of our arousal surrounded us in the thick air.
Breathing on my neck, he grunted, "I am . . . close."
Feeling him grow inside me, I clenched my pussy around him, and he rocked inside me, biting my earlobe and making me mewl in pleasure.
I let my hands wander in his dark, thick hair as his breathing became erratic and he released inside the latex, groaning my name.
Ethan shut his eyes closed, rolling his lower lip inside his mouth, and laid his forehead on my shoulder, his dick spurting seed inside the condom, making me spasm with orgasm for the third time.
We stood there like that for a while, Ethan calming his breath while he massaged my sides and I ran my hand through his hair. It seemed like we both wanted to take some time in post-coital bliss and just stare at each other with small little grins.
"That was . . ." he started.
I nodded. "Yeah."
Should I tell him that I can't feel anything below my waist?
We both shared a small, sweet kiss and he pulled out of me, making me hiss at the loss. He quickly managed to tie the condom, throwing it in the bin, and cleaned himself. After kissing my forehead, he got out of the cubicle to give me some time to clean myself.
Shuddering, I wore the thong—which he thankfully handed me back—after cleaning myself and wore the dress, zipping it halfway before walking out on wobbly legs. It was a bit weird to walk after you’d been dicked down by nine inches of gloriousness.
I was surprised to see Ethan leaning on the counter of the sink, looking fresh in his clothes, unlike a guy who just had a good fuck in the school cubicle.
"I thought you left."
I held my hair when Ethan helped me zip the dress all the way to my nape, his fingers brushing against my skin, making my sore pussy clench with need.
"Did you consider me as a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am kind of guy? Think again, Bella.” He nibbled my ear and softly pecked my jaw, making me shiver. "My ma raised me better than that."
I grinned, shaking my head. "Of course not. You're like a big teddy bear."
Ethan chuckled, making me turn around, and captured my lips with his. "A teddy bear you seem to fuck so often."
"Because of your body and . . . this." I cupped his crotch, and felt him twitch under my touch.
I licked my lips. My, my . . .
Ethan took a sharp breath. "Let's get out of here before I take you for round two."
I smiled innocently and patted down my wild sex hair.
* * *
“Where did you guys go after the sex ed?” Rio asked as soon as we walked in our History class and took our seat side by side on the last row.
I shrugged when Ethan’s cheeks and neck turned light pink. “I was hungry . . . and so was Ethan.” I cleared my throat and faked a burp in my fist.
Rio nodded, talking about his essay while Ethan grinned at me and mouthed, “You’re trouble.”
I winked at him and took out my essay and notes for the class.
Halfway through it, the teacher called me and Ethan out to go to the principal’s office. We were both scared shitless.
“Do you think those girls told Mrs. Inez about us?” Ethan asked, fumbling with his bag strap because they had asked us to bring our backpacks with us. Which was really weird if they were going to give us detention. Oh, no, what if they suspend us both?
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I don’t know, E. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”
It all changed when I noticed the grim expression on Mrs. Inez’s face. She told me to sit down and my heart dropped. I knew something was wrong. Very wrong.
“What is it?” I asked, a bit too harshly when she kept staring at the papers in front of her.
“Your father called,” she started and looked at me, clearing her throat. “He asked you to go to the hospital. Both of you.”
“Why?” I asked, ignoring the shuffle of Ethan’s footsteps behind me. I knew he was already pulling out his car keys, but I wanted to know what was wrong.
She looked between me and Ethan with a sad smile. “Kiara, I am not sure, but your father said it’s an emergency and—”
“Kiara”—Ethan squeezed my shoulder—“let’s go.”
I couldn’t handle it in the end.