In for the win

Chapter 17

AMARA

Whatever I did, I kept ending up at Ethan's house. Why? I don't know. It's like if there was a life size magnet, drawing me to him, I was about to lower his boxer, when we both heard the door opening. We looked at each other with horror, and I quickly put back my top. Ethan hadn't had time to put his pants back up so I threw a blanket at him. A few seconds later, Vinnie, TJ and Jeremiah walk in. " Hey there" they say  in unison, staring at us from head to toe. "We got Chinese food, but I'm guessing you've got something else on the menu, eh Amara?" TJ smirks, winking shamelessly at Ethan. So very embarrassing. Ethan stands up, fully closed. How had he done that? He'd dressed up under the covers, very slyly. "We're going to head up." He says taking my hand. I follow him and wave shyly to the three guys. "Hi." I mumble, unable to look them directly in the eye. I knew. They knew. You had to be blind if you didn't understand what had just happened. Ethan opens his door, and as soon as I'm in, he closes it immediately, locking it. "Safe." He chuckles, as I sit down on the bed. "Gosh, that was embarrassing." I let out, breaking the silence that had been floating around. "I know." "You're a fast changer." I giggle, as he smiles proudly. He approaches me, leaning forward over me. The tension was high and rising. From where I was standing, I could feel his presence, feel the warmth that was escaping his broad body. I could smell his minty fresh breath, passing through my nostrils with pleasure. I couldn't define what was happening between Ethan and I. One word for it? Strange? Funny? Incredible? Weird? We shared the same passion for each other, but that didn't mean we had feelings for each other. He leaned in even more towards me, puckering his lips as he was about to kiss me. If I wanted this situation to be the less painful for me, I had to set a pair of rules. "Whoa. Hold on there tiger." I laugh, holding my hands to his lips. God, such smooth lips. No! Amara, concentration! "In order for this to work, we're gonna have to set a couple of rules down." As I finished my sentence, he seems taken aback. "What to work out?" "I don't know. This. What's going on between us." "You mean us casually hooking up." I nod. "Exactly. I promised myself I wouldn't go through any boy-related drama since the first day I set foot in this university, so I'm setting rules. Easy." "But I'm a man. No boy-drama here." I ignore his joke. "All right. Rule number one, no feelings." He nods. "Rule number two, no secrets." He nods again. "And rule number three, no drama." "Easy." He says, glaring straight into my eyes. "Do we have a deal then?" I ask, foolishly holding out my hand in the hope that he'll shake it. "I can't promise anything Preston." "Ethan." I groan. "Okay okay, we have a deal. What does this deal include?" He answers. "Uhm, well what we would usually do, having sex and hooking up, except with no strings attached." We stare at each other for the next minute. His gaze crosses my face, uncontrollably making me blush. After a few minutes, I finally break the silence. "Uhm, should we-continue?" I awkwardly mumble. Ethan raises an eyebrow, a thin smirk starting to draw itself in his face. "Are you begging for me Preston?" "I am not. I was asking you a normal question." "Asking me if you can give me a blowjob is not a normal question." He chuckles, visibly proud of his little comment. I grin. "I'd have liked to, but you spoiled the mood, miss I-don't-like-emotions." He murmurs. I slap him with a piece of cloth I find laying on his bed. He grabs his laptop and opens a tab. He launches  a movie, and signs me to come next to me. I lay down next to him, trying to ignore the stupid butterflies that were prancing around in my stomach. "You're still hard." I smirk, making his cheeks light up just lightly. After a few minutes, he sits up, and heads to the bathroom.

After what seems like an hour, the door finally slams open. I had been scrolling on Instagram for ten minutes, wondering what could keep him so long in the bathroom. He comes out, his face a little flushed, from which I guess wasn't the heat. It was winter. "God Ethan. We're you jerking off in there?" He nods simply by the head. Even though I was expecting this answer, I never thought he'd be so open about it. Once, I caught my ex masturbating and it was like I had taken up the hatchet. "Why are you looking at me that way?" He asks. Without realising, I had been staring at him from the second he had open that door, which I now realise a is a good amount of time. "Uhm-ah" I stutter, unable to get a valid excuse out of my mouth. "I had to release the tension in one way or another. You weren't visibly going to do it for me." He's got a goofy grin on his face, like he's up to no good. "Are you enducing that you give yourself a better handjob than I give a blowjob?" I exclaim, feeling a little hurt. "Maybe. You can always prove me wrong." This time he was smirking really hard. He had a challenging look on his face, as if he was defying me. He knew that I couldn't resist a challenge. I hate that he knew me that well to use my own weaknesses against me. "You're an asshole, you know that." "I take that as a compliment." "Only you could take it as a compliment," I huff . Suddenly I feel warm hands on my shoulders, pushing me flat on my back. I can't move, as Ethan's strong shoulders are pressed above mine. He comes near my neck and whispers in my ear. "You still owe me." I wanted so badly to resist his stupid demand, but it was impossible. Every part of my body wanted me to give him what he wanted, and what I wanted for a matter of fact. A vague of heat suddenly broke through my body. I sat up, pushing his body away from mine by the tip of my finger. I pulled down his pants as slowly as possible, running my fingers on his lower abdomen. He lets out an inpatient groan, indicating me to fasten things up. I wasn't going to. I was going to make him wait. I had the upper hand now. I was gonna shut this smart mouth of his for good. "No snide comments?" I tease, still lowering his boxers very slowly. No response. Just another groan. When I lift my eyes back up to him, there's no more challenge there, his eyes are full of desire. His hazel brown eyes are staring right at me, devouring me with passion. He was hard, I could feel it. I began to slowly massage the tip of his dick, making his body bend towards me. I start rubbing harder, making his breath accelerate. He let out another groan, making me immediately respond. Everything about this man was attractive. Even his moans sounded attractive. There was a silence in the room, broken from time to time by his hoarse breath, and pleasured moans. "Why so silent now Crawford? Cat's got your tongue?" I tease again. This time, he reacts. Ethan grabs me by my neck and places me in front of him. Then, he strokes gently my lips with a brush of his finger. "Open." He demands, in a hard tone. I immediately do as I'm told, feeling my legs already weak from only the words that had escaped from his mouth. "That'll surely shut that sly voice of yours." He says, as he slides the tip of his cock down my throat. He doesn't move as I take time adapting, my eyes already wet from the size of him inside me. I started sucking, as he pushed back and forth in my throat, deeper and harder every thrust. He grabbed my hair and made it into a ponytail, thrusting in harder as my eyes watered some more. He groaned again, harder that the last time as I bobbed my head up and down on his cock. "That's it. Suck that cock like a good girl." He moaned under his breath. He was close. I could feel it in my mouth, I could hear it in his staggered breathing. After a last, hard thrust, he came inside my mouth and pulled out a few seconds later, thick white streaks splattered across my breast and face. He gazed at me, as I swallowed everything he had given me, licking the remaining cum from the corner of my mouth. "Holy fuck Amara." I heard him say, as he came back to his mind. I smile, satisfied as he contemplates me with devouring eyes. "Next time, don't underestimate my capacity of giving good blowjobs" I smirk, patting his cheek teasingly. I stand up, going to the door as he catches my hand. "Where do you think you're going. I'm not done with you. I'm going to fuck you the same way I fucked that smart mouth of yours."