Ethan’s POV

I followed her down the short hallway, my shoes heavy against the floor, every step tightening the ache already throbbing between my legs. My eyes stayed glued to her thin white dress, the way her ass swayed with the movement of her hips, the fabric shifting just enough to keep teasing at the soft curves underneath.

Hard or rigid was an understatement for what I could use to describe my cock. It was already poking out, and if she looked back even once, she’d see it for sure. I pressed my legs together, my heated thigh pressing hard against my cock.

The damp spot of pre-cum in my...