Page 67 of Don't Date Your Ex Best Friend
“Ethan, what are you doing here?”I asked, my voice a bit squeaky because I didn’t think he would be in school today.
Not to mention, he looked extremely edible in a charcoal suit and a crisp grey shirt underneath it.The first two buttons were undone, and my mouth ran dry when I noticed the hint of his tan chest.Fuck, I have it bad for him.He smiled at me, closing and locking the door behind him.I swallowed the gulp as he loomed in front of my desk, his tall height making the office look cramped.
Walking over to my side, he leaned down, his sharp musky male scent wafting in my nose.I took a greedy inhale of his delicious cologne when he kissed my cheek and purred in my ear, “Hello, Kiara.”
I crossed my legs, clenching my sex, and managed to say, “Hi!”
Yes, I definitely had it bad.And he knew that too.
Ethan smiled down at me, turning my chair toward him, making me face him.“How are you feeling now?”he asked, his voice less mischievous than before.
I lifted my eyes from his crotch to his face and leaned back on my chair, as far as I could lean back.“I am feeling good, actually.”
He hummed, his intense eyes gazing at me, my underwear flooding with arousal as I clenched my fingers on the hem of my skirt.His blue-green eyes flickered to them, and a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
He knew.
“Are you mad at me?”he asked, his voice deep and smoky, rumbling a sexual urge deep inside me.
I shook my head, my mouth going dry when he kneeled in front of me in his expensive suit.
He looked so beautiful and handsome, it made me want to weep.It should be illegal to look that good.Especially walking out in the open wearing that suit.
What the hell, Kiara?I am spouting rubbish in my brain now.
“Why are you here?”I asked, my voice higher than usual.
He let out a small chuckle before pulling me closer by dragging my chair toward him.I took a sharp breath when he spread my knees, settling his hands on my waist.With glittering eyes, he said, “Emma, the model who was harassed by Richard Jane, pressed charges against him and his cameraman.She told the truth that I punched him for pushing her down.”
I cupped his cheeks, my grin wide, “That’s wonderful news, Ethan!I am glad you won’t be portrayed as the bad guy anymore.I am happy that she told what truly happened.”
He smiled at me, his eyes bright with green and blue colors dancing in them.They were mesmerizing, and I could never stop staring at them.
“So am I.”
“I am here to celebrate with you,” he said, which sounded more like an order than a plea.
“How are you going to celebrate?”
His eyes clouded with lust when he lifted up my skirt, “With my tongue inside your pussy.”
My eyes were wide watching his fingers pushing up my black skirt, his skin warm against mine.I bit my lip, holding the hem, and squirmed when his dark eyes pinned on the wet spot of my underwear.I tried closing my legs, but his hold was strong as his eyes raised up to meet my face.
“Ethan, what if someone comes in?We are at school,” I said weakly.
“Kiara, we fucked in a school bathroom stall.I need to taste you.Let me.”
My face turned red remembering young Ethan taking me from behind in a stall, thrusting inside me so hard that the door rattled.A gasp left my lips when his finger pressed over my tight nub, slowly rubbing it through the lace.I breathed loudly when he pulled away to remove my underwear, sliding it down my legs and tucking it in his pocket.
“You are insatiable,” I whispered when he threw my legs over his broad shoulders.
Ethan smirked, his face close to my bare sex.“You love it, Bella,” he said, pressing soft kisses on my thighs.
I watched him, his silky onyx hair gripped tightly between my fingers when his warm breath fanned over my hip bones, his mouth closer to where I wanted him the most.
I would always remember this celebration.
“Always soaking wet for me,” he said, his finger sliding over my slicked lips.He pushed it inside me, a soft moan leaving my lips.
