I was still trembling from the orgasm, my pussy pulsing around nothing now that his fingers were gone. Ethan stood up beside the bed, eyes burning into me as he pulled his shirt over his head. His chest was solid muscle, abs tight. My mouth went dry.

“Ethan… we shouldn’t,” I whispered, but my legs stayed open, my soaked pussy on full display for him.

He smirked, unbuckling his belt. “You don’t want me to stop. Look at that greedy little cunt still dripping for more.” He shoved his trousers and boxers down. His cock sprang out, thick and heavy, veins pulsing along the shaft. The head was swollen and...