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We lay tangled for a few minutes, catching our breath after the intense 69. Ethan kissed my forehead, surprisingly gentle. “Let’s watch one more,” he whispered. “Something deeper.”He clicked on a new video—missionary with a variation. The girl had her ankles resting near the guy’s shoulders, legs pushed back until her knees were by her head. The angle looked impossibly deep, their eyes locked the entire time. The raw intimacy made my stomach flutter.“Like this,” Ethan said softly. “I want to look at you while I’m inside you.”We started slow. I lay on my back, and he folded my flexible legs up high, ankles near his broad shoulders. When he pushed in, the angle stole my breath. He sank so deep it felt like he was reaching my soul. Our eyes locked—his dark with lust, mine wide with overwhelmed pleasure and lingering guilt.“Fuck, Lily… you feel perfect,” he groaned, starting a steady rhythm. Every thrust dragged against my G-spot and hit even deeper. The eye contact made it ten times

Minutes felt like hours. I stayed frozen, listening to every creak in the house. Finally, I heard Mark’s voice again downstairs, then the front door closing as he left. Ethan returned a couple minutes later and knelt beside the bed.“He’s gone. Found it in his car actually,” he whispered. “You okay?”I crawled out, still naked and shaking. Ethan pulled me into his arms, but I pushed him back gently, grabbing my clothes.“We can’t keep doing this,” I said, voice cracking. “That was too close. If your dad had walked in…”“I know.” He ran a hand through his hair, looking conflicted. “But fuck, Lily… it’s so hard to stop.”I dressed quickly, legs still wobbly from the Pretzel and Scissors positions. The guilt sat heavy in my chest like a stone. I had promised myself—promised God—just minutes ago that I would control this addiction the porn had created for me. “I’m serious, Ethan. We need to slow down. Or stop.”He nodded, but his eyes still burned with the same hunger I felt. “Okay. We’

Lily’s POVI wasn’t myself after what happened in the pool house. My body still ached, my mind was a mess, and the guilt sat heavy in my chest like a rock. I went straight to my room, opened my drawer, and took a pill… After a long, scalding shower where I tried to scrub every trace of Ethan off my skin, I wrapped myself in a robe.That was when I heard a loud knock….“Lily! Open the door!” Kara shouted with ivy. I sighed and let them in. Kara and Ivy stood there with their notebooks and laptops, giving me their best pleading eyes.“Please, Lily,” Ivy begged. “Our group assignment is due this Monday and we’re completely stuck. Help us?”I was too exhausted to say no. They came in and the three of us ended up on my bed. I tried to focus on teaching them, but they kept giggling, asking silly questions, and annoying me every five minutes. Eventually they both crashed beside me, falling asleep in my bed. I stared at the ceiling for a long time before I finally sleep.The next day (S

Ethan’s POV I woke up with Lily spooned against me, her back pressed to my chest, my arm draped over her waist. My cock was already hard, nestled between her soft ass cheeks. The morning light filtered through the curtains, and for a moment everything felt perfect — dangerous, but perfect. She stirred, pushing back against me with a sleepy little moan. I didn’t hesitate. I lifted her leg slightly, lined myself up, and slid back into her warm, cum-filled pussy in one smooth thrust. “Fuck…” I groaned quietly against her neck. Lily gasped softly, reaching back to grip my thigh as I started fucking her slow and deep from behind. We moved together in the spooning position, my hips rolling steadily. Her pussy clenched around me, still slick from last night. I kissed her shoulder, one hand sliding up to cup her breast, pinching her nipple. “Happy birthday,” she whispered breathlessly, voice hoarse with pleasure. “Happy birthday, Ethan…” Hearing her say that while I was burie

Ethan’s POV “Let’s try another one,” she whispered. I smiled, reaching over to grab the laptop. Her eagerness always did something dangerous to me. I scrolled through the folder and clicked on the next video. “Bridge,” I read out loud. On screen, the girl was in a perfect yoga bridge pose — feet and shoulders planted on the bed, hips lifted high toward the ceiling. The guy knelt between her spread legs and thrust down into her. The angle looked intense, elevating her pleasure points while giving him full control. Lily’s breathing quickened just watching it. “I want that,” she said softly. I set the laptop aside and pulled her into position. She lay on her back, planted her feet flat on the mattress, and pushed her hips upward into a high bridge. Her body formed a beautiful arch — shoulders and feet supporting her weight while her dripping pussy was presented perfectly for me. Her breasts sat high on her chest, nipples hard. The sight made my cock throb. I knelt betw