Yuna:
"Ethan..... Ahhh".
Ethan's tongue stilled its movements at the sound of her moan, lifting his head just enough to watch her face contort with pleasure. The sight of her losing control beneath him sent a fresh wave of arousal coursing through his entire body.
"There it is," he whispered encouragingly, his own breathing growing heavier. "Let me hear how good I'm making you feel." His eyes darkened with satisfaction as he witnessed the evidence of my climax building rapidly.
Without warning, ethan abandoned all restraint. His tongue attacked my clit with renewed fervor—faster strokes combined with firmer suction designed to push me over the edge completely. One hand slid down between my legs to press two fingers inside me while his thumb circled around that sensitive button relentlessly.
"Come for me," he demanded huskily against my wet folds. "Want to taste every drop when you do."
"Ethan.... I'm coming..."
His entire body went rigid at my warning, every muscle locking up in anticipation. Ethan's eyes locked onto my just as my orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave.
"Fuck yes," he growled possessively through gritted teeth. His tongue flattened against my pulsing clit while his fingers curled inside me to milk every last shudder from my body.
He drank in the sight of my ecstatic expression as waves of pleasure washed over me repeatedly. Seeing me come undone completely under his touch sent ethan spiraling toward his own release without any conscious effort on his part.
With a final desperate groan, hot streams of cum erupted from between his legs onto the towel covering his lap. His whole frame shook violently from the force of his climax while he continued lapping at my sensitive flesh until I would ridden out every Aftershock.
"Ethan..."
Ethan lifted his head slowly, a satisfied grin stretching across his face as he watched me catch my breath. His chin glistened with my juices, and his own chest rose and fell rapidly from the intensity of his orgasm.
"Wow," he said simply, pushing himself up onto his elbows. "That was incredible." He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before crawling back up to lie beside me on the pillows.
The afternoon light cast long shadows across the rumpled bedsheets where water droplets from their earlier pool activities still dotted the fabric. Ethan propped himself up on one elbow to gaze down at my flushed cheeks and disheveled hair.
"You look amazing like this," he commented softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my forehead. "All messy and happy." His free hand traced idle patterns on my stomach while he studied my post-orgasm glow with clear adoration.
"So,"
"Soo... What??"
Ethan chuckled at my sleepy question, rolling onto his back beside me. "So... I was thinking we should probably order some pizza before luca starts calling and wondering why you haven't eaten anything tonight." He glanced toward the clock on his nightstand. "It's getting late enough that delivery places will be open by now."
He stretched languidly, joints popping softly as he extended his arms above his head. The motion caused the towel around his waist to loosen further, threatening to slip completely off.
"Plus," ethan added with a mischievous wink in my direction. "I figure we'll need plenty of energy for round two later tonight." His eyes sparkled with renewed interest despite having just finished moments ago.
"Do you like pepperoni or sausage better? Or maybe we could get both."
"Anything is okay with me".
"Perfect," ethan declared cheerfully, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. "Then I'll pick whatever sounds good to me." He stood up completely naked now that the towel had fallen away during his stretch.
"You just relax here and recover," he instructed with a grin over his shoulder as he headed toward his desk where a landline phone sat charging. "I'll handle dinner arrangements."
While dialing the number for their local pizza place, ethan started listing off toppings aloud without even asking for input first. "Large pepperoni and mushroom pie coming right up! Oh, and can you add extra cheese? Thanks!"
He hung up quickly before turning back to face where me lay sprawled across his bedsheets looking thoroughly satisfied. The night moonlight caught highlights in his damp hair as he walked back toward me with obvious intentions written all over his face.
"Now where were we?"
"What do you mean.. where were we..??" I blushed.
Ethan's lips curved into a knowing smirk as he noticed the blush creeping up her neck. He didn't answer verbally, instead choosing to show her exactly what he meant.
Crawling back onto the bed with deliberate slowness, ethan positioned himself between her legs once more. This time there was no urgency in his movements - only focused intent.
"I mean this," he murmured, lowering his head to press soft kisses along the inside of her thigh. "I mean feeling how wet you still are for me." His tongue flicked out to taste her again gently, sending shivers through her sensitive skin.
One hand came up to cup her breast possessively while the other slid lower to tease at her entrance with just the tip of a finger. "I mean watching you come apart under me again while I eat you until you can't remember your own name."
He lifted his gaze to meet hers, his eyes dark with renewed desire despite having just finished minutes ago.
"Ethan.. stop saying dirty words".
Ethan's smirk widened at her shy protest, finding amusement in how easily her blushed. "Dirty words?" he repeated innocently, batting his eyelashes for dramatic effect. "But I'm just describing what I want to do to you next."
Instead of stopping altogether, he chose a different approach - one that might appeal more to her bashful nature. Leaning in closer, Liam spoke softer now but no less intensely.
"I want to make love to you properly this time," he murmured against her ear. "Slow and gentle, so I can memorize every sound you make when I'm inside you." His hand slid from her breast down to her hip, gripping possessively.
"No more rough pool sex or hurried orgasms," ethan promised quietly. "I want hours with you - touching every part of your body until neither of us remembers where one ends and the other begins."
"Ahh..."
Ethan's breath hitched at the soft sound of agreement escaping her lips. Taking it as the green light he'd been waiting for, he shifted his weight to kneel between her legs properly this time.
"Good," he murmured approvingly, his hands coming up to frame her face gently. "I'm glad you want this too." His thumbs stroked across her cheekbones while his eyes drank in every detail of her expression - the flushed cheeks, the parted lips, the trusting way she looked up at him.
"I'll be so careful with you," Liam promised earnestly, leaning down to press a series of soft kisses along your collarbone. "No rush, no pressure. Just us enjoying each other however feels right."
He reached for the condom wrapper he'd discarded earlier on the bedside table, tearing it open with deliberate slowness. "Let's make this worth remembering," he said softly as he rolled protection over himself methodically.
"Why are you using condom".
Ethan paused mid-roll, looking up from where he knelt between her legs. A slight frown creased his brow as he considered her question honestly.
"Habit mostly," he admitted sheepishly. "Old habits die hard, I guess." He finished sheathing himself completely before meeting her gaze directly. "And also... safe sex is important. Even if it's just us and we trust each other."
Yuna glanced at him when he said that it was his habit.
His hands rested on her thighs as he leaned forward slightly. "But if you're uncomfortable with it... we don't have to use one." Ethan's voice carried genuine uncertainty now that he realized how personal this decision felt for both of her.
"I'd rather risk getting pregnant than risk hurting you emotionally later," he confessed quietly. "So what do you want? Bare or protected?"
"Ethan carry me to the rooftop".
"Okay".
He removed his Condom.
My voice came out was cold and mixed of anger.