CHAPTER 3

"Just touch me,’ Andrea whined, arching impatiently against his hand. Ethan couldn’t make either of them wait any longer. Slowly, he brought his middle finger down and slid it gently over her folds; threw her head back. 

                                      

"God, yeah. Keep going.’ He did it again, this time his fingertip slipping between and gathering her wetness. He parted her with two fingers and found her clit, rubbing it in small circles. She cried out against his lips, and was lost. 

The taste of her, the smell of her, the feel of her so close against him, skin to skin. As soon as she felt that first spurt, she began to rock forward against his hand. Ethan pulled away slightly from her, only enough to slip his finger out of her  but leaving her hanging precariously by a thin line of pre-come at the end of her sex. She whimpered as he slowly withdrew his finger.  

She didn’t want him to stop. Not yet. Not yet. She wanted him there inside of her, filling her up completely, filling her with his seed, filling every last bit of empty space left behind in her heart. She couldn't remember ever feeling anything like this before. The sensations were foreign, unfamiliar. She liked them though. They made her feel alive. And so she begged for more as she reached out toward him.

"God.. please Ethan, don't stop!" She purred shamelessly. Her voice wasn’t strong, not yet, but it sounded good in her own ears. 

She could feel herself starting to come, the pressure building around her clit, urging Ethan to push his thumb into her opening. He complied, pushing his finger deep and harder into her tight sheath, pumping rhythmically at her entrance and when she was so close, he stopped and intentionally started torturing her  with slow thrusts until she broke. When she collapsed against his hand and came again and again, he continued to work into her, pulling his thumb away and pushing it inside again as quickly as he could manage without getting too aggressive. Eventually he had to put his hand under her ass and hold her upright as the orgasm took her. 

"Good girl, you're so wet for Daddy!" He praised her as he slipped out of his briefs quickly. His dick was rock hard, ready to penetrate her.  

She whimpered again, wanting more; begging for it even as she was still coming down from her orgasm. She arched her hips and pressed against him eagerly. Ethan wrapped his hands firmly around her waist and moved her onto her knees, pressing her thighs tightly against her butt cheeks as he slid himself inside of her; groaning with the pleasure that flooded through his body at the sensation. 

"So damn good," he moaned, moving faster and faster in and out of her, never giving her the chance to catch her breath. Her hips bucked and pushed against his cock, her pussy clenching around him as he pounded into her mercilessly. The walls of her womb throbbed in unison with each thrust, the pressure mounting with every stroke.

Every time one of his thick strokes struck home, another would take its place. Each thrust, followed by another. She gasped as he pushed his cock in even deeper and suddenly he was fucking her hard and fast, driving himself home into her. He kept pumping wildly into her, slamming into the sensitive spot over and over; and finally after what seemed like forever, he let go. With one final push into her she exploded, her juices dripping down his legs. 

A few moments later, He exploded into her with a cry, spilling hot cum deep inside her. She let out a long, drawn out moan at the sensation of the semen pouring from him, loving every drop of it that touched her swollen nub. He panted heavily as he slowly pulled himself out of her, sliding down her body and falling next to her where he lay, exhausted.  For a while they just lay there quietly together until both their breathing and heart rates slowed. At last, he turned towards her  and smiled fondly. 

"Mmm... how are we feeling now?"

A small smile appeared on her face. "Very much better." 

It had been such a long time since she'd had sex. So very long…but it had been worth every minute spent waiting anxiously for the moment to come. Even though it had taken her years to be prepared, she'd enjoyed it. In fact, all she wished for right now was for Ethan to fuck her again. 

But the thought was short lived because he rolled over onto his back, holding his arms up above his head and spreading them wide. He looked extremely comfortable, and Andrea immediately snuggled into his side and rested her head on his bare chest.

"So tell me, how was high school life for you?" He asked.

She sighed, thinking of her old classmates and friends. Some of them had married, some hadn't, some were still working or living at home. Most of them had babies by now.  

"It was okay I suppose. You know I wasn't the popular type but I did have few friends though..few good friends."

He stroked her hair affectionately. "That sounds pretty depressing."

She chuckled. She was happy about being able to laugh again. It was good to know that she was not busy crying over Mark. “Yeah…but that was probably a blessing in disguise."

They laid silently, enjoying each other's company for several minutes before the silence became uncomfortable. Finally, he said "Did you see anyone you knew after we graduated?"  

She shook her head. "Not really, except my best friend; Sarah. You remember her right?" 

He nodded. He remembered Sarah. He remembered how sweet and innocent she'd been at the beginning, before she grew too serious. That girl had matured into someone who wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone that hurt her friend. 

"Yeah, I remember." He thought for a moment. “How is Sarah doing, anyway?"

At this question Andrea shifted uncomfortably. "Uhh…"

"What’s wrong?" he asked, sensing something else was bothering her. He propped himself up on one elbow and leaned in towards her, studying her closely. She had gotten prettier, with ginger hair and brown eyes instead of bright blue. He wondered if her eyes had always been this brown and beautiful. "Your eyes are so pretty."

"Thank you." She blinked repeatedly as she felt colors rush up her cheek, she suddenly felt hot.

"Fuck!" Ethan cursed under his breath. He was trying really hard to ignore his now rock hard and throbbing dick but that look in her eyes was making it even harder. He leaned closer towards her, ensuring that his lips were just a few inches away from hers. "One more round?"he whispered. 

She nodded shakily. Her whole body shuddered when his breath brushed across her lips, and she closed her eyes and tilted her head back in a silent invitation. He kissed her, letting his tongue slide against hers. She moaned against his mouth and opened for him, allowing him access to her mouth. 

He broke the kiss and started kissing and licking every part of her face, tasting her salty perspiration and warm, slick flesh on his tongue before moving upwards to kiss her ear. He nibbled her earlobe teasingly before continuing his journey upward, kissing and licking every inch of skin he could reach until he was kissing along the length of her neck.

He stopped briefly before returning back to his previous task. He heard her soft moan as he trailed kisses up to her jaw, then down the column of her neck. He paused just below her collar bone before trailing his tongue along her breastbone to her belly button. She squirmed underneath him, her breathing quickening. She ran her hands down his shoulders and tangled her fingers in his hair. She loved the way her breasts felt in his hands; his hands could make her  forget everything but the feeling of him touching her.

Ethan smirked, knowing exactly what she was thinking; the first sex had been rough because they had both been so impatient but he was definitely going to make the best of this round. He slowly found his way to her clit, swirling his tongue in circles in a circular motion while he slowly pushed two fingers deep into her tight passage. 

"Ahhh! Oh God yes!” She writhed beneath him. He didn't respond verbally to her words, however, instead he continued to rub her clit as he pumped his fingers into her. She moaned loudly, her back arching off of the bed. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and screamed her release. Seconds later, it subsided leaving her shaking and breathless, lying there panting and listening to the sound of his heavy breathing next to her. 

She sat up, there was no way she was going to let him have all the phone. She pushed him on the bed and slowly slid his dick into her mouth, sucking deeply and gently. As soon as she felt his muscles contract around him, a spasm of excitement raced through her body as he stiffened and groaned out loud.

"Fuck! just like that baby!" She began moving her head up and down, swallowing him whole, taking him deeper and deeper into her throat as she worked to swallow him completely. She was growing wetter now, she couldn't believe her body could get this worked up from just sucking him, from his touch and taste.

"Yes.. just like that baby!" he groaned out loud.

"Do you like it? Do you want me to do it again? I'm going to make it perfect for you!" She encouraged as she stopped and got on top of him, she fitted his dick into her pussy and began riding him.

She felt him tremble slightly and moan, her movements becoming faster and rougher. She bit her lip as she rode him again, moaning out loud when he filled her to the brim with his seed. Her hands were trembling as she collapsed on him. This was a night she was going to remember forever. They soon drifted off to sleep while cuddling each other.

Andrea woke up and realized that she was the only one on the bed. After waiting for him to come out from the bathroom for far too long, curiosity got the better of her. She tiptoed to the bathroom and rested her head against the door, straining to eavesdrop on his phone call.

"Look, it was just a one night stand with some chick from my high school. Alexa doesn't have to know, it's my last night as a single man; I'm getting married tomorrow man, I had to make the most of it!"

Andrea's heart sank as she listened to Ethan's words. The world around her seemed to blur, and a wave of nausea washed over her. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Realization hit her like a ton of bricks. The intimate connection they had just shared, the vulnerability she had exposed; all seemed to crumble into dust.

Tears welled up in Andrea's eyes as she quietly retreated from the bathroom, careful not to make a sound. She stumbled back to the bed, feeling a mixture of anger, betrayal, and humiliation. How could he? How could Ethan use her like this, knowing he was about to get married? She felt like a fool, a pawn in his game.

Doubts and questions flooded her mind. Was she just a convenient escape from the impending commitment of marriage? The pain in her chest intensified as she realized she had been nothing more than a means to satisfy his desires before he settled down with someone else.

She couldn't bear to face him, to confront him about what she had overheard. Instead, she quickly dressed and quietly slipped out of the room, leaving behind no remnants of the night they had shared.