V for Virgin (Cassie and Ethan) novel Chapter 18

Bang–lish [1/2] -2 ·

I couldn’t believe it. What a douche! “Would you stop teasing me?”

“This isn’t teasing. If I was teasing, I’d start from the top and work my way down again,” Ethan said. “Hmm, sounds like a good idea now that I think about it. It’ll be a punishment of sorts, for your impatience.”

It took a second for that warning to sink in, but when it did my hands shot forward, clutching Ethan’s hair. “No! Please. Ethan. I won’t be impatient anymore. I’ll be good. Just…” I paused and gritted my teeth and pushed my hand into my stomach. “Please.”

“Hmm, Ethan, you’re teasing me too. I’ve dreamed about this moment and you are spreading it out. If you’re gonna continue being such a naughty boy, I’ll have to go get the whip.”

Oh fuck. I was overstimulated, so while I still made a show of begging I knew my body was thankful for the rest after the large electric jolt shot threw me from Seth’s warning. I

wanted to see them in their element. The image started a chain reaction and a wildfire of

burning seared through me. I needed Ethan’s mouth on me and his tongue inside me. I

lifted my head to give them a pleading, lost look. Starting from the beginning would kill me for sure. It was just cruel unusual punishment at this point.

“I think you can take pity on her, Ethan. Just remember Cassie, when it’s your turn to give him a blow job not to just dive in. Tease him mercilessly,” Seth said.

A wet heat flooded between my legs and I bit my lip as it dripped down. Giving a man a

blowjob had been the better part of my fantasies, which usually involved him sitting on

my chest, and the idea that I might be able to try it soon lit my core even more.

I nodded furiously. “Yeah, when it’s my turn to blow you I’m gonna make you suffer so

bad-” My warning cut off as I felt the tip of Ethan’s wet tongue dart between my hot swollen pussy lips. When he pulled away I almost sobbed from the loss. “God, yes, that’s

what I want!”

“It’s not about the suffering,” Ethan said softly, sounding slightly miffed. “I wouldn’t make you suffer, Cassie.”

Yeah right!

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“Ethan…” The dramatic drawling of his name from Seth pushed Ethan forward. Or rather Seth pushed Ethan’s head down further between my legs once again.

And suddenly, as he placed gentle, sucking kisses against me, I felt like I was in the middle of running a marathon. My chest was heaving from exertion that hadn’t happened. And I had no clue what to do with my hands. So I settled them lower on my stomach than they had been, making the tips of my fingers brush against the curve of my Heart Attack

cut.

“Watch her,” Seth said. He spoke with such husky force and volume that it startled a tiny yelp out of me and caused my thighs to tighten around Ethan’s head.

I quickly slackened the pressure and glanced down worriedly, knowing my face was red

like blood and spreading down to my chest. “Sorry,” I whispered.

He didn’t bother with a response as he thrust his face into me so that his tongue could

slip through the wet folds and his nose could bump against my clit. ‘More‘ was the only