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Chapter 8 Ethan

  • Hugh's POV
  • He was letting me strip him off, he looked at me intensely biting his lip when I trail my kisses down to his nipples. He cursed and arched his back offering himself and moan louder when I sucked and bit them playfully.
  • My hand was busy stroking his length, while my other hand was keeping his wrists above his head. He was spreading his legs wider for me and kept on pleading me to fuck him.
  • His plea was making me boil with anger, I didn't know what he was going through. But he was peeling layers of himself and I was not liking what I was seeing.
  • He moaned when I started to finger fuck him. I've never done it before to a man, but he was boosting my ego as he kept on moaning to my thrusts.
  • "No condom, I want to feel your cum...please..." he breaks free from my hand and grabbed my neck, and pulled me down for a deep sensual kiss.
  • It was a different kind of kiss, his passion, his needs, his plea. It was sensually erotic and I was feeling the strange possessiveness towards him.
  • "Fucking hell, Ethan... you're making me so damn hard."
  • "Please...Hugh, fuck me..."
  • With his last plea I thrust in him slowly, he was tight. So fucking tight that I have to add more lube when he groaned in pain.
  • "I'm sorry, let me...fuckkkk...don't move baby, oh fuckkk!"
  • He was pushing through the pain when he moves himself to my thrust and let me go deeper. Our kisses were getting harsh and at some point, I could feel him sucking and biting my throat as he clenched my dick tightly.
  • "Harder... please..."
  • I groaned and took both of his wrists to his sides I was pinning him down, and he was letting me, he was submitting himself while he kept on moaning louder. I had never felt the need to please my partner, but with him, I was giving in to all his plea.
  • "Ethan, I'm going to come...you gotta tell me to slow down...fuck..."
  • I was seconds from bursting when he kept on pushing himself, grinding his hard cock to my abs while I kept on fucking him hard.
  • We were both taken to our high, our kisses were possessive, our moves were carnal, we were groaning louder and fucking harder. Until he bursts and makes a mess of himself, then I followed him within seconds.
  • "Thank you."
  • "I got you baby... I got you..." I pulled out slowly while he smiles at me, and at that moment there was something in me that pinched seeing his blissful state.
  • "I'll get a tow..."
  • "Stay, we'll shower later. Stay for now." He said as he pulled me to lay beside him.
  • Again, I could feel that he was needing more of me and it was stirring my protective feels towards him.
  • "I'm not going anywhere."
  • He chuckled at my words as if I was telling him lies.
  • "Ethan? why do you judge me?"
  • "This isn't pillow talk Hugh, can we talk more of the sexy stuff?"
  • "No, actually... yes, shit... I don't know Ethan, you tell me. You've been acting differently since this morning. And I, we...I don't even know what we are?"
  • "Oh, Hugh... stop labeling stuff. We are what we are, fuck buddies." He said taking his hand to the back of his head resting casually yet sexy enough to be devoured.
  • "Yeah? I don't know... but..."
  • I started to moan when he abruptly get on top of me and started kissing me again.
  • "Sshh... why talk when we can fuck all day?"
  • Goddamn it!
  • "Ethan..."
  • "Let's took that shower then we can fuck again." He bites my ear and sensually rubbing his body with mine.
  • Then he got up, pulling me to stand and resume our kisses. I was quickly burning with desire once again.
  • "Do you want to?"
  • "Hmm?" I was trailing my hands all over his sexy back while kissing him deeply only to be parted for air.
  • "Spend the day with me... and fuck all day..."
  • "Yeah, I can skip class if you're on the menu."
  • The warm shower hits us but we didn't stop kissing, he was groping my ass, I was moaning louder when our dicks grind against each other. The friction was driving me crazy, and he was enjoying my arousal.
  • "Damn Hugh, why are you even with girls? Your body is meant to be cherished baby...you're so fucking sexy." Ethan whispered as he sucks my throat while his hands were caressing my sides down to my ass, then he slapped me hard making me cursed, and asked him for more.
  • He chuckled sexily and slapped my other side making me shuddered while I pushed him to the shower wall and kissed him deeper.
  • "Ethan, I think it's your turn to fuck me."
  • "It is." He breathed out as I felt his thickness between my ass.
  • He pushed me to the shower wall and took my leg to his waist. Then he swiftly thrust hard to my ass and I was moaning his name in seconds. I was arching my back, moving my hips with his pace.
  • That day we did fuck several times, taking breaks lounging, recharging ourselves with fluid and food only to be spent again hours later.
  • I didn't even count how many times already, but we have truly exhausted the apartment, both bedrooms, living room, kitchen, showers, it was like he didn't want the day to end and I was gladly giving him what he wants.
  • It was late at night when I overheard him talking on his phone.
  • "...yes Andrew, I'll be waiting. Yes, tomorrow... I love you too..."
  • What the fuck?
  • I could see that was a bit startled when he saw me standing by his bedroom door.
  • "So, that's your Andrew? the one who ditched you and you're welcoming him to your home? You could've told me that you still love him." I said with bitterness in my voice, my chest was raging with the loud beats of my heart.
  • Is this what they call jealousy? can't be... we're just fuck buddies.
  • Fuck buddies don't get jealous, dude!
  • "Hugh, I can explain..."
  • "We're fuck buddies Ethan, I get it. We're cool." I said backing off to my room and locked the door behind me.
  • This is so freaking stupid!
  • I need to clear my head.
  • "You're a man Hugh! act like one..."I could still hear my dad's voice every time my feelings gets the best of me.
  • That night I packed my bag and left him a note. I was doing what I was always good at. And that was running away.
  • "Run...run like a little girl." I groaned as my dad's voice was playing in my mind.