“Ahh…Ethan,” I moaned louder when his mouth latched on my nipples, hard enough to leave marks on them. His lips switched to my other boob, taking it in his mouth; he did the same thing.

His hands trailed down my thighs, moving towards the middle, in the direction of my opening.

He slid two fingers easily into my already dripping entrance as I whimpered in ecstasy.

With his lips still wrapped around my boobs, he gently stroked me.

His large hands stretched my small opening, his pace too slow and gentle from what I was used to but still pleasurable enough to make my head grow hazy with lust.

My...