⚤ - CONTAINS SMUT
“Well..” You said with a sigh, placing your hands on your hips as you stared at the empty boxes in your kitchen. “We better start packing.”
Your boyfriend Ethan stood in front you, running his fingers through his hair. He didn’t know where to begin and he hated moving just as much as you did which made for a pretty lousy team.
“This is going to take forever.” He groaned. “Are you sure you want to move to New York?”
You scoffed. “It’s already done, you goof. I signed the paperwork. Now quit whining and get to it.”
You snapped your fingers at him to which he reluctantly began emptying your drawers while you stretched on your tip toes to reach the glass bowls in the kitchen cabinet. You had always dreamt of moving to New York from the time you were a little girl. You wanted so desperately to escape the dramatic and superficial life you were living in LA. You were a wanderer and never cared to stay in one place for too long. Meeting Ethan changed that…at first. You couldn’t picture life away from him but over time, through the past three years of your relationship, things were beyond solid so really there was no better time. Ethan was sad but he understood, besides he had landed a job in New York with MTV alongside Grayson so you would still see each other all the time.
You heard Ethan close the drawer. He couldn’t possibly be done already. He laughed as he came up beside you and reached up to grab the bowl you were straining so hard to reach. You shrieked when his palm collided with your ass a second later, nearly sending the antique in your hand shattering against the floor.
“Ethan!” You punched his arm. “Don’t do that when I have glass in my hands!”
“But I just want your ass in my hands, baby.” Ethan whispered seductively as he moved swiftly to stand behind you. He placed his hands on your hips and pulled you backwards so that your ass was pressed against his hardening cock.
“Really?” You groaned. “Now?”
“Yes, now.” Ethan whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. His voice was low and deeper than usual which only meant one thing.
“Remember what I told you when you first moved in here?”
You furrowed your eyebrows.
“No. What did you tell me?”
“I told you that you couldn’t move out of this place until I fucked you in every single room here.”
You felt the familiar tightening between your legs as you involuntarily clenched. God damnit. This boy.
“Now, I don’t think we ever did that. Did we?”
You gulped. Honestly the only place you and Ethan really had sex was the bedroom. Anywhere else seemed foreign to you.
“N-no.” You stuttered out.
“Then I think before we pack we should get to it.”
You paused for a moment before a smirk crept its way across your face.
Ethan laughed devilishly in your ear before pressing hard against you, nudging you forward. He pressed his hand against your back, bending you over the counter before reaching down to strip you of your skimpy little shorts and panties. You spread your legs a little, giving him quite the view.
“God damn. I love looking at you like this.”
You felt yourself clenching again as you turned your head to look over your shoulder at your man while he wiggled himself out of his clothes. First his shirt, revealing his chest that looked like it was crafted by the Gods and then finally his sweatpants and briefs which he struggled to get over his thick thighs and long legs. But really it was that fucking thing of pure art hanging between his legs that always left you soaking wet. He was thoroughly well endowed and his cock stood straight, long, thick and veiny, just waiting to slip inside you and stretch you in a way that only Ethan could.
“Fuck.” You whispered more to yourself than to him.
With no warning Ethan positioned himself behind you, pushing the head of his cock between your wet folds until it was slipping inside you, pushing past your lips and filling you up. You gripped your fingertips hard into the kitchen counter, whimpering as he slid the entirety of his length balls deep inside you until his pelvis was pressed against your ass.
“Christ.” Ethan groaned. “So tight.” He placed his hands on top of yours on the counter as he began to thrust hard, jerking your body back and forth. His thrusts were sharp and rough and it was just how you liked it. You always came quickly when he fucked you like this.
“Fuck, baby.” You gasped as he began to quicken his pace. The sounds of his skin slapping against your own echoed through the walls of your soon to be empty apartment. You weren’t going to last long at this rate and Ethan knew this all too well when he reached a long arm around your body, his hand finding it’s way between your legs. He bent forward a little, allowing his fingertips to slide over your sensitive clit, rolling in circles while he continued to piston his hips against you. You cried out in ecstasy, practically screaming his name as your first orgasm hit you, making your mind go blank and your legs shake. Ethan pulled out and spun you around, pressing a hard kiss against your lips before tugging you towards the living room.
“E.” You panted. “Go easy on me.”
But Ethan responded with only a coy smile when he sat down on the couch, cock still standing tall, as he patted his thigh for you to sit on him.
“Get on it, baby.” He moved his hand to grip the base of his intimidating cock. He wiggled it a little, quirking an eyebrow at you. God damn it if he wasn’t the sexiest human being you had ever laid eyes on.
With some hesitation, only because you were still recovering from your first climax, you straddled Ethan’s lap, hovering just above where he wanted you the most. Growing impatient Ethan dug his hands into your hips and lowered you onto his waiting cock.
“Ah!” You cried out, obviously still very sensitive. Your hands and arms flew to wrap around his shoulders while you buried your face into his neck. You whimpered as he guided you up and down. You circled your hips the more you grew accustomed to the new position until you were grinding back and forth across his lap. Ethan shut his eyes tight as his hands clutched into the skin of your ass.
“God, yes.” He groaned. “Ride it just like that.”
You could hardly breathe, your mind going blank once again as your orgasm crept closer and closer. You didn’t know how, even after three years, he still
made you feel this way. You pulled back to get a good look at him, the stubble on his chin, the wild look in his eyes, his mouth that was slightly parted. He was truly a gift.
“Fuck.” He breathed against you, leaning closer to kiss your lips. He moaned your name and that was all it took. Your entire body stiffened and your legs began to tremble as your juices came flowing out of you and onto Ethan’s lap. He came soon after you, pulling out and spilling onto his own stomach. He held hold you tight against his body before wiping himself off with a nearby towel. He sauntered back towards you in all his naked glory, pressing his damp and sweaty forehead against your own giving you gentle kisses on your cheeks, your chin then finally your lips.
When you had caught your breath you pulled away while he sat on the coffee table in front of you.
“You know the couch would probably be more comfortable.” You quirked an eyebrow.
“Not for what I’m about to do.” Ethan grinned at you, leaning in, hovering his lips in front of yours.
“Ethan I don’t think I-”
“Shhh.” He whispered placing his finger against your lips before dragging it down your chin, your neck, across your beasts then finally between your legs. He pressed his index and middle finger against your sensitive clit, which he began rubbing at gently.
“Fuck!” You whimpered. “Ethan, please.”
“Hmmm.” Ethan hummed, letting his fingers slide down to your pussy which of course was already dripping wet again. You didn’t know how you had this much stamina but you were positive you weren’t anywhere near finished.
“You have such a beautiful little pussy, you know that?” Ethan said seductively, his eyes glancing down between your legs. You felt vulnerable with him gawking and toying at you like this and you began blushing. He leaned back before scratching at the scruff of his beard. He looked so fucking good with that five o clock shadow of his.
“I think I want a little taste.”
You felt your entire body tense. You didn’t know if you could handle another orgasm but when Ethan started crouching down between your legs you couldn’t help but give in.
Ethan pressed his cheek against your thigh which he began peppering with kisses. You felt the roughness of his stubble rubbing in between your legs. God you loved that feeling.
“Ethan.” You sighed, tilting your head back as he moved his mouth to your pussy. He licked a long stripe from the base of your folds all the way up to your clit which he eagerly sucked into his mouth. Your entire body shivered from the oversensitivity as Ethan began sucking at your sensitive bud. He wrapped his arms tight around your thighs, locking you against his mouth. You whimpered, your body falling limp against the couch as you gave into the sensation. Ethan moaned in satisfaction, sending tiny electric currents through your entire body. He was too good at this. Ethan moved one hand between your legs and pushed two fingers into you. He curled his fingers upwards causing you to cry out. He looked up at you innoncently, his mouth still wrapped tight around your clit.
“Fuck!” You cried out. Your entire body tensed up, your toes curling, and your back arching. You were surprised to find yourself pushing against his mouth for more, your ass nearly sliding off the couch. Ethan withdrew his fingers and clamped them around you again, burying his face deeper into you. You came hard on his tongue, your entire body quivering as your hands flew to his hair. You pulled gently at him until he finally released you, letting you calm down.
“Mmm.” Ethan hummed, licking his lips. “Fucking delicious.”
You couldn’t help the blush creeping over your cheeks again. He absolutely loved going down on you. You let out a heavy sigh, your entire body collapsing against the couch. Three fucking orgasms and you were absolutely spent. Ethan cradled you in his arms and lifted you up off the couch. You didn’t bother protesting as he carried you to your bedroom and laid you out on the bed. He curled up beside you, wrapping a strong arm around your hips. You nestled into your pillow, lacing your fingers with Ethan’s as you both laid there naked under the covers. You were about to fall asleep when you felt Ethan’s mouth at your ear.
“I’ll let you sleep now but I hope you know when you wake up we still have three rooms left.”
His words went straight to your core that was shivering in the most delicious way. Ethan wasn’t finished with you yet. Not at all.