the small of
my back or on my ass, rubbing his fingers in a circular motion like
he did in the car. But this time it was more forceful, like he was
purposely trying to turn me on.
“ Why don’t we go upstairs and have some
fun?” Ethan whispered in my ear. I could feel the alcohol spreading
through my body as his breath lingered from my ear to my neck. I
turned my head to the side, allowing him full access. Was this how
I really pictured my first time? Drunk in Ethan’s friend’s house? I
wasn’t sure if that was what he even wanted, but I let him lead the
way through the crowded kitchen and up the spiraled staircase to
the second floor, where there were easily a half dozen bedrooms. My
bad feeling about the night went away as he gripped my hand
tighter, almost running now. I couldn’t control my giggles as I
wiped strands of hair out of my face trying to see where we were
going.
The bedroom we ended up in was painted
neutral colors, beige and brown. Ethan sat down on the brown satin
bedspread and took off his DC’s. He gestured for me to sit next to
him and when I did he swiftly pulled me into his lap. I could feel
the bulge in his pants poking at my rear as I shifted to a
comfortable spot, putting my arms around his neck.
“ Mmmm it was way too crazy down there.”
He growled, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck to my shoulder
blade. “I’m…so glad we’re….alone…” I was too caught in the moment
to realize that he lifted me up now, still kissing me, only
stopping to throw me onto the bed. I landed on my back, in another
complete fit of giggles. I tried to wriggle out from under Ethan,
who was now on top of me.
“ What are you doing?” I asked him, a
complete smile plastered on my face. Our faces were just about
touching, resisting the urge to kiss each other.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I looked
directly into his eyes and went in for the kill. I kissed him with
every ounce of drunken passion that I had. He welcomed my lips on
his, sliding his tongue into my mouth, his hands resting in my
hair.
We kissed for what seemed like eternity,
when I felt rebellious and lifted my lacy tank top over my head,
revealing a barely there pink bra I had put on just to be prepared
for a night like this. Ethan’s eyes raked over my body like I was a
piece of meat he was ready to devour.
Pretty soon all of our clothes were off. I
looked down at the floor where our pile of clothes had formed,
contemplating if this was what I really wanted. In my drunk mind I
was thinking hell yes, this was my rich, gorgeous boyfriend, who is
completely naked and ready to take my virginity from me. But for a
minute, I snapped out of that idea, my body stilling as Ethan
leaned over the bed to grab a condom, and I freaked out. Like
literally. It was like I didn’t know I was without clothes because
when I felt a draft of cold air come through the window I looked
down and immediately tried to get off the bed.
“ How did I end up here?” I demanded,
leaving Ethan stunned and surprised.
“ What the hell are you talking about,
Bryn? You were the one that followed me up here and was begging for
it!” He yelled. “I thought we were ready for this, ever since I met
you I’ve wanted to do this.” He ran his hand along the curve of my
spine, sending shivers through my body.
“ We’re drunk Ethan. Please. I’m not
thinking clearly.” I told him, my words still sounding fuzzy.
“Let’s just go back downstairs and let the alcohol pass so we can
leave…”
He kissed the side of my mouth. “We don’t
have to leave. Your mother and father know you’re with me. Not
here, obviously, I had to tell a little fib.”
That was the surprise of the century. My
parents loved Ethan, solely for the fact that he was from money,
and that his parents had some sort of hold on them. They loved him,
but also had a strict hold on me, never letting me leave unless I
was with our driver or with Ethan before a specific time.
“ Still, I want
my back or on my ass, rubbing his fingers in a circular motion like
he did in the car. But this time it was more forceful, like he was
purposely trying to turn me on.
“ Why don’t we go upstairs and have some
fun?” Ethan whispered in my ear. I could feel the alcohol spreading
through my body as his breath lingered from my ear to my neck. I
turned my head to the side, allowing him full access. Was this how
I really pictured my first time? Drunk in Ethan’s friend’s house? I
wasn’t sure if that was what he even wanted, but I let him lead the
way through the crowded kitchen and up the spiraled staircase to
the second floor, where there were easily a half dozen bedrooms. My
bad feeling about the night went away as he gripped my hand
tighter, almost running now. I couldn’t control my giggles as I
wiped strands of hair out of my face trying to see where we were
going.
The bedroom we ended up in was painted
neutral colors, beige and brown. Ethan sat down on the brown satin
bedspread and took off his DC’s. He gestured for me to sit next to
him and when I did he swiftly pulled me into his lap. I could feel
the bulge in his pants poking at my rear as I shifted to a
comfortable spot, putting my arms around his neck.
“ Mmmm it was way too crazy down there.”
He growled, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck to my shoulder
blade. “I’m…so glad we’re….alone…” I was too caught in the moment
to realize that he lifted me up now, still kissing me, only
stopping to throw me onto the bed. I landed on my back, in another
complete fit of giggles. I tried to wriggle out from under Ethan,
who was now on top of me.
“ What are you doing?” I asked him, a
complete smile plastered on my face. Our faces were just about
touching, resisting the urge to kiss each other.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I looked
directly into his eyes and went in for the kill. I kissed him with
every ounce of drunken passion that I had. He welcomed my lips on
his, sliding his tongue into my mouth, his hands resting in my
hair.
We kissed for what seemed like eternity,
when I felt rebellious and lifted my lacy tank top over my head,
revealing a barely there pink bra I had put on just to be prepared
for a night like this. Ethan’s eyes raked over my body like I was a
piece of meat he was ready to devour.
Pretty soon all of our clothes were off. I
looked down at the floor where our pile of clothes had formed,
contemplating if this was what I really wanted. In my drunk mind I
was thinking hell yes, this was my rich, gorgeous boyfriend, who is
completely naked and ready to take my virginity from me. But for a
minute, I snapped out of that idea, my body stilling as Ethan
leaned over the bed to grab a condom, and I freaked out. Like
literally. It was like I didn’t know I was without clothes because
when I felt a draft of cold air come through the window I looked
down and immediately tried to get off the bed.
“ How did I end up here?” I demanded,
leaving Ethan stunned and surprised.
“ What the hell are you talking about,
Bryn? You were the one that followed me up here and was begging for
it!” He yelled. “I thought we were ready for this, ever since I met
you I’ve wanted to do this.” He ran his hand along the curve of my
spine, sending shivers through my body.
“ We’re drunk Ethan. Please. I’m not
thinking clearly.” I told him, my words still sounding fuzzy.
“Let’s just go back downstairs and let the alcohol pass so we can
leave…”
He kissed the side of my mouth. “We don’t
have to leave. Your mother and father know you’re with me. Not
here, obviously, I had to tell a little fib.”
That was the surprise of the century. My
parents loved Ethan, solely for the fact that he was from money,
and that his parents had some sort of hold on them. They loved him,
but also had a strict hold on me, never letting me leave unless I
was with our driver or with Ethan before a specific time.
“ Still, I want
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