Miss Jackson is on, medium volume.
Out of the nowhere, I feel someone grabbing my ankles, kissing me bottom to top, slowly. Its Ethan. I see him. His blue/hazel eyes meet mine. Him and I smile. I grab him from his shoulders, and pin him to the bed. I kiss him roughly. He does too.
"Wanna go the next level?", Ethan asks, pinning me onto him, kissing me ever so roughly, leaving hickeys on my neck.
"If you want to.", I respond.
"Then let's do it.", Ethan says.
He slowly takes my clothes off, I kiss his chest.
He's done, I'm done.
We get attention of neighbors. Its midnight, and we're still active.
Miss Jackson keeps playing.
We sweat and pant, like we just ran a marathon.
I find a bottle of wine under a pillow. We share it.
Its now 12:30 am, and we're done. Bedsheets cover us. My arm across his chest, head on his arm, leg on his leg.
The morning comes. The sun doesn't cut through the curtains.
Ethan wakes, kissing my head, I moving my head a little.
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Love You Til I Cant Breathe
FanfictionCrystal Gardenzio is a 19 year-old girl, going for Cinema at USC. She meets Ethan Nestor (crankgameplays) in front of a Starbucks, his car not functioning well. Little do you guys know she has a really big crush on him. Her friends Ronalin, Mario, a...
