“Yes,” I said, snickering, “in the top drawer of the dresser.”

He looked at me incredulously.

“Did you just buy them today, knowing I was going to come over?”  Ethan started laughing so hard he had to hold his stomach.  I turned bright red, pushed him backwards so he fell against the mattress, and climbed on top of him.  I smacked his chest and yelled at him to shut up, but he didn’t listen.  Instead, he wrapped his long arms around me, and I was suddenly on my back again with Ethan’s smiling face above me.

“You are obnoxious!” I said to him.

“Moi?”  Ethan placed his hand in the middle of his bare chest, feigning innocence.  “You started it.”

“What did I do?”

“Made me feel like a complete letch for having condoms in the first place,” he said.  “And now I find out you have a whole pile of them in your underwear drawer!”

“How do you know that’s my underwear drawer?”

“All women keep their underwear in their top drawer,” Ethan replied with a wink.  He jumped off me and yanked open the top dresser drawer, which was, in fact, full of my underwear.  I saw him glance around at the drawer’s contents before turning back and winking at me.  “I knew it!”

“Shut up!” I laughed.

“At least it isn’t an economy box of five hundred or anything.”  Ethan smirked as he turned the small box of condoms over in his hands.

“You did not just say that!”  I grabbed one of the pillows and tossed it at him.  It went wide and would likely have broken my table lamp if Ethan hadn’t caught it.

“Good to remember—Ashlyn’s aim sucks.”  Ethan tapped his left temple.

“You better stop that, or I’m going to find some schoolwork to do!”

“I don’t think you really want to do that.”  Ethan turned and fixed his intense stare at me, then slowly raised his hand, holding a single square package between his fingers.  He raised the corner to his mouth, then bit down, tearing the top edge with his teeth.  Using two fingers, he pulled the condom from its packaging and held it up for me to see.

All the comedic feelings disappeared as I watched him lower his hands until they reached the base of his cock.  He wrapped his long fingers around himself, slowly stroking up and down, his eyes narrowing slightly.  I could have sworn I heard him moan a little.  His other hand touched the tip of his cock with the condom, and then both hands worked together to slowly unroll it down his shaft.  As soon as it was properly in place, Ethan leapt from the floor to the bed, covering me instantly with his body, his hands, his mouth.

And just like that, we went from playful and silly to intense and all-consuming.  He covered my body with his hands, and his hot breath on my shoulder mimicked my own panting.  He found the skin on my neck with his lips, and the cool metal of the lip rings made me shiver when they touched me.  I moved my hand around from his back to his front, letting my fingers trace over one of his nipple rings, flicking it with my thumb along the way.

“I want to—no, need to—be inside you,” Ethan whispered into my ear.  “I need you…so much.”

“Please…” I echoed his sentiments.  “Don’t wait.  Please…”

Just like the first time, he guided himself into my body and entered me so, so slowly, gently and tenderly, it was almost enough to make my cry.  Once he was completely encompassed, he dropped his forehead to my chest and breathed against my skin, trying to calm himself.

“Shit, Ashlyn.  You feel so good...so right.”

I tilted my hips, pushing up against him and driving him the smallest fraction deeper.  He gasped and reached down to grasp my hip with one hand, while he placed the other next to my head for balance.  I looked up into his eyes as he started to move inside me, rocking smoothly up against my clit and making little moans come out of my mouth with each of his lengthy, thorough thrusts.  After a very short time, I felt the tension building within me, and I tightened my hold on his shoulders as he moved only slightly faster, swiveling his hips as he reached my depths.

“You like that, baby?”

“Oh…God…Ethan!  Ughh!!”  I screamed out incoherently with my eyes squeezed shut.  I pushed my hips up to meet his and pulled him deeper inside.  With my legs wrapped around his waist, the sensations rocketed through my body.  My eyes slowly opened back to his.

“So beautiful,” Ethan said, his eyes still locked on mine.  “I could do this to you for hours, just to watch your face when you come.”

I’m sure I blushed but was distracted by the movement between us and started watching him move back and forth, in and out of me as my muscles tightened in my legs, and Ethan increased his speed.  Slipping my hands from his back to his chest, I ran my thumbs over both of his nipples, right before catching the rings between two fingers and pulling gently on them.

Ethan gasped, bucked into me and—quite literally—screamed.

“Oh fuck!  Fuck!  Yeah!  Oh God, Ashlyn!  Ashlyn!”  He slammed his hips against me, his hand wrapping around my backside and pulling me up against him as he thrust harder.  I felt his entire body shudder right before he collapsed on top of me.

“Holy Mary, Mother of God,” he mumbled.  “I’m not Catholic, but I feel like I ought to go confess to something!”

I bit down on my lip, trying to stop the smile from breaking free.

“Christ, that was fucking incredible!”

“You’re incredible,” I said, sliding my feet over his rear end and then down the backs of his thighs.

Ethan raised his head and looked at me again, his lips curling up in a beautiful smile and his hair hanging in his eyes.  I reached up and brushed it off his forehead.

“I’m so glad I’m here with you,” he said.  His smile dropped suddenly and his voice became dark.  “I didn’t think we’d ever…I didn’t…fuck.  I don’t ever want to lose you.”

“I don’t want to lose you either,” I said, wrapping my arms back around him and holding his chest against mine.  “I was a complete mess today without you.”

“I thought…well, I didn’t know what to think.  I was so upset, but I also missed you so much.  I know that doesn’t even make any sense when we’ve only known each other a couple of days, but thinking about not seeing you anymore was just downright painful.”

“I missed you, too,” I said.  “Everything happened so fast, and then you were gone, and I couldn’t take it back.  I looked and looked for you, but I couldn’t find you anywhere.”

“How did you find Gwen and CeeCee’s place?”

“Alfero told me where they lived.”

“I’m going to have to find some way to thank him,” Ethan said.  “Though honestly, I probably would have gone looking for you eventually.  Even though I was mad, I hated not seeing you.”

“You had every right to be mad.”

“I still shouldn’t have taken off like that,” Ethan said.  “I should have given you more of a chance.”

“I didn’t deserve one,” I whispered.  I tried to keep the tears from coming back.  “I’m just glad you were willing to talk to me again…give me another chance.”

“I am, too.”

Ethan pulled me close to him, kissing my closed eyes, then my nose and my lips.  He moved his hands to my hips, his fingers gripping my skin as the kiss deepened, and I tugged at his hair.  We rolled together until he was on top of me, kissing me slowly and completely, his fingers trailing up and down my sides.  He turned his head suddenly, resting his forehead on my shoulder for a moment before sitting up and looking down at me.

“I should probably go,” Ethan said with another blush.  “You still have schoolwork to do, and it’s getting late.”

“You could stay,” I said softly.  I bit my bottom lip but forced myself to release it.  Ethan smiled his half smile.

“I told everyone I was just taking you home.  I’m already going to have to dodge all their questions about why it took so long.”

“Oh, yeah,” I said.  “I didn’t think about that.”

“I’d rather stay,” he said.  He ran his fingers down the length of my bare arm, sending chills through my body.  “I definitely want to see you tomorrow if that’s okay.”

“Definitely okay,” I told him.  Then I remembered tomorrow was Tuesday.  “Oh…shit.”

“What?”

“I’m supposed to see my dad tomorrow.”

“Oh.”

“I should be done in the afternoon, but I will have some schoolwork to do then.  Maybe we can at least meet for a little while in between?”

“That would be awesome if you can swing it.”  Ethan pulled me close to him for a moment, then let go.  “I should get going.”

I nodded reluctantly, and Ethan got up and pulled his clothes back on.  I wrapped myself up in a robe and walked him to the door.

“I know I have lunch with Dad tomorrow,” I told him.  “If you let me know where you are in the afternoon, I could come meet you somewhere.  I’ll have my car with me.”

“Works for me!”  I was blessed with a full-on smile to match his bright, sparkling eyes.

“I’ll call you if I have to change anything at the last minute,” I said.  “You never know with my dad.”

“Well, let me know what you decide to do.”  Ethan kissed the side of my mouth sweetly and then opened the door behind him.  “I know the next couple of weeks are going to be really busy for you, but I’d like to see you whenever you do have the time.”

“Definitely,” I agreed.  “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I watched him walk down the hall a little ways before shutting the door and leaning back against it with a sigh.  A sudden feeling of genuine relief washed over me, almost bringing tears to my eyes, and just as quickly, a feeling of dread replaced it.  I was going to have to do what I told him I would do.  I was going to have to tell everyone about my new boyfriend, starting with Mr. Miles Draganov.