AVA DUVAL Throughout the day, Ethan avoided me as if I were invisible, like a shadow he didn’t want to acknowledge. When I wanted to pat his shoulders, my hand fell through the air. He seemed withdrawn and his usual petty remarks stopped. Instead, he spent the whole day speaking with someone over the phone. Somehow, I brushed it off as a bad change in mood or maybe he had had a bad night. The last two nights haunted me. His tender gaze when our eyes locked, or the way he turned me over whispering to me, his voice husky and deep.Yes, that night, my heart strings struck . And when we got home, I headed straight to my room, past father and the guests he had that night. My fingers had rubbed myself so much I moaned loudly. I jerked over my pillow, muttering his name while I squirted hard. Although he was across my room, I made a mental image of him, sweat dripping from his abs, and that voice… .I pinned my legs together, between my thighs growing moist. I sat opposite Etha
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