Chapter 7
Charlotte
Ethan breaks into a big smile at what I say, but then he lets go of me and sighs.
"I'm going to need a few minutes before I can get up from here," he says, glancing down at the very obvious bulge in his pants. I have to put my hand over my mouth to control a laugh, but I manage to nod in agreement.
I straighten up in my seat and look ahead, trying to focus on the part of the movie that's playing, but failing miserably. I was way too eager to pick up where we left off.
Which makes me think it's been a long time since I felt this level of arousal with a guy. Had I ever felt this level of want for Johnny? Maybe at the start, when I was still a virgin and really wanted to move through every possible stage with him to finally find out what sex was.
A caress in my hair pulls me out of that line of thought and back to reality. I turn my face and focus on Ethan gently winding a strand of my hair around his finger.
"Your hair is really soft and pretty," he whispers, and I give him a little sideways smile.
"Thanks."
"But I think I messed it up a bit earlier," he says, his expression a mix of naughtiness and guilt. Very little guilt. I let a puff of air out through my nose before starting to run my own fingers through the strands, quickly untangling them and then tying them up in a loose bun.
"There, I think I can leave decently now," I state, and he agrees.
"Me too," he assures me, and I take a quick peek to confirm that yes, his arousal isn't so obvious anymore. Ethan holds out his hand before getting up from the seat. I take the warm palm and let myself be pulled out of the dark room.
We leave the theater heading for the parking lot where his car is. The place wasn't very full and the attendant was dozing in his booth, which makes us hold back a laugh and forces Ethan to toss a few bills through the gap in the window.
The player's Jeep is parked in the last spot of the place, a really dark little corner that had me praying there wasn't some cockroach I couldn't see. Ethan opens the passenger door for me, but I decide I want to say something before getting in.
"I think we need to... um..." I hesitate for a second, but I take a deep breath and remind myself that I'm not willing to carry any kind of insecurity. "I think we need to define a few things here before I end up in your bed."
"Sure. Like what?" he asks without wavering. He rests an arm on the car door, and I control the urge to bite my lip at the way it makes his bicep pop.
"I'm not looking for a boyfriend," I begin, firm, and the dark-haired guy nods.
"Okay. I'm not looking for a relationship right now either, I'm focused on making it to the NFL," he reveals, and I feel a certain relief.
"Good. So this is going to be just for fun. Whether it's only tonight, or more nights that we both want," I lay out, and I earn a sideways smile from him before the player grabs me.
One minute I'm just standing next to the car with the door open, the next I'm being crushed between the vehicle and Ethan's body and getting a deep kiss.
The man devours me with way more intensity than inside the theater.
I give his tongue passage between my lips, and then it dances against mine at a perfect rhythm.
Both his hands on my waist squeeze me hard, and that grip reflects straight to the middle of my legs.
My own hands end up on his strong arms automatically.
Damn hot man!
When I'm out of breath, I push Ethan lightly and he gets the message, unsticking his mouth from mine. Not before leaving a light bite on my lower lip and making me swallow a moan. I open my eyes to find his blue ones looking back at me. His mouth, swollen from my kiss, makes me feel really good.
"With this chemistry here, Charlie, we're going to need a lot more than just one night," he says, his voice rough, and I swear the sound reverberates straight inside me.
"I-I think you're right," I manage to murmur after a few moments, and he smiles, still not taking his hands off me.
"What do you think about friends with benefits? And when one of us wants to stop, we just tell the other," he suggests, and I don't even need to think to answer:
"Perfect."
"Perfect," he repeats, and moves to kiss me again, but I remember something really important.
"Oh, and if anyone asks, we're just friends. Especially if that someone is my ex," I request, and Ethan murmurs "mm-hm" against my mouth. He kisses my lips quickly before starting to move his mouth down my neck, and I feel myself melt completely.
"Of course, just friends... But what I want to do to you right now is nothing friendly..." he reveals, and licks the spot where neck meets shoulder, giving me goosebumps. "Can I fuck you as a friend, Charlie?"
"You can," I murmur back, ready for him to kiss me again, but as fast as he grabbed me, he lets go and steps back.
"Then get in the car," he demands, already starting to walk around to the driver's side, and I don't hesitate to obey.
As soon as the car doors close, Ethan's hands are everywhere. He pushes the driver's seat back as far as it goes and pulls me into his lap, a leg on each side of his waist, my chest pressed to his, his hands in my hair, and his mouth glued to mine again.
My vision seems blurry with lust, but I manage to pull back enough to say:
"They could catch us here..."
He stops kissing my neck to lift his eyes and answer me:
"I won't let anyone see you, I promise. The windows are dark enough and I'll stop at the slightest sound of someone coming closer. Deal?"
Everyone knows what's forbidden is hotter, right? I knew it was risky, the parking lot was clear of people at that moment, but it wouldn't stay that way forever. He doesn't let me hesitate for long and adds:
"I swear we'll be quick and I'll make it worth it."
You know what? Screw it. I'd never done anything like that before and fuck, how I wanted to! I murmur something like "we have to be quick" and he smiles in approval before kissing me again.
If I was going to take the risk, I was going to make the most of it: I tear off my cardigan and get him free of the jacket too, making everything easier for touching.
I run my hands over the player's bare arms, squeezing and lightly scratching all that warm skin.
Ethan has those popped veins that are inexplicably really sexy and make me want to lick them, but I control myself and choose to slide my fingers under his shirt.
He stops kissing me to devote himself to my waist and breasts, and I moan when he pinches my hardened nipples through my clothes.
I go back to kissing him while I take one of his hands and put it under the crop top. When he realizes I'm not wearing a bra, he groans into my mouth and grabs my whole breast with real hunger. It doesn't take more than a second for the other hand to do the same.
Automatically, I rub my groin against Ethan's and it's so good that we both stop kissing to moan. I repeat the movement and he throws his head back. I'm not sad when the big hands leave my breasts, because they both go to my butt and he presses me against him.
"You're going to kill me like this." His sentence is followed by another moan, and I let a shameless little smile slip out. "Will you let me touch you? See how wet you are for me?" he asks, and I bite my lip before nodding up and down, which makes even more lust radiate from his eyes.
Ethan opens my pants quickly and I lift off his lap to let his big hand slip into my panties and reach my pussy. I gasp the moment the first touch hits my swollen clit. The man between my legs closes his eyes and groans.
"Holy shit, gorgeous, you're soaked," he remarks, and I even think about answering, but in that same instant Ethan pushes a finger into me and I close my eyes in pleasure. "So hot and tight... When it's my cock I'm going to lose my mind."
"Mm-hm." It's all I manage to murmur. The dark-haired guy bites my earlobe and then my chin. The in-and-out of his finger in my pussy, along with the palm of his hand rubbing my clit, is doing crazy things inside me.
"You want another finger, Charlie?" he asks, and I don't think I've ever answered a "yes" so fast before. Ethan lets out an amused little puff through his nose, but then does exactly what I asked. I moan and grind against his hand, totally surrendered to this moment and to this guy's touch.
But when he curls his fingers inside me and hits my G-spot with every back and forth, I feel like I'm one step from paradise.
My reflex is to lift my hips toward his hand, but Ethan holds me firmly, pressing his erection even harder beneath me.
I can't control myself and moan long and loud.
If there were anyone in that area right now, they'd hear me beg him not to stop.
Never stop.
I dig my nails into his arms and let my head fall against his neck, letting him keep fucking me in that perfect way.
"You moan so hot, Charlotte. And your delicious pussy is squeezing me like a vise. Are you going to do the same when it's my cock?"
"Y-yes."
"And are you going to grind like that too?"
"I am. Just really slow, until I drive you crazy," I reply, and I surprise myself, because I was never one to talk much during sex, but I was enjoying it.
"Fuck, I want that so bad. But later, right now I need to know what your face looks like when you come," he states, and pulls my hair from the base of my nape until I'm looking at him, our faces so close his breath hits my cheek.
Ethan does some magic that lets him bring his thumb up onto my clit, and that's how I lose the battle against the orgasm for good.
"Come for me. Come, Charlie," he asks, and I feel myself explode into a thousand little pieces in that same instant.
Raw pleasure spreads from my center into my whole bloodstream.
I close my eyes, seeing only the stars caused by my own release, and feel Ethan's hand cover my mouth, surely to muffle my too-loud moans.
The ecstasy is followed by a blackout of a few seconds, and I melt against the body of the man between my legs.
Ethan places little kisses on my neck and face until I can think again and open my eyes.
"So, was it good for you?" he asks teasingly. I can't resist and laugh, feeling lighter and more satisfied than I'd felt in a long time.
And the guy only got me off once!
It really was surprising.
"I think you're the best friend I could ask for, Ethan Clarke," I finally give back, and it's the player's turn to burst out laughing.
I could hardly wait for the next stage of this friendship.