V for Virgin (Cassie and Ethan) novel Chapter 23

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It wasn’t like I hadn’t ever seen one before. I had, on the internet… plenty of times, but this was Ethan. And this was happening. I knew I had to build up. I couldn’t just dive in, which is what I kept telling myself as I leaned forward to place a kiss against his hip bone.

The tiny, almost helpless sounding groan he let out made me pull back and I was surprised to see his hooded gaze focused on me. I’d fully expected him to still be invested

in that delicious kiss he’d been sharing with Seth.

My face burned. I dropped my gaze and my hands from his waist. Pulling away wasn’t an option, there was only so far back I could go. So I sat there. My breath teased his exposed skin. Moisture bounced back to me, and still, I sat, contemplating what I knew I wanted to

do, but Ethan’s intense gaze on me had me second–guessing my confidence.

“Cassie?” Ethan’s husky unasked question made my eyelids flutter.

“I have never given anyone a blowjob. What if I suck at it?”

Seth pulled away from the kisses he’d been littering over Ethan’s neck. “I think that’s the

point, to suck.”

I scowled at him. “Oh, you’re funny, Seth!”

“It’s a learning experience, just—” Ethan paused and gestured towards his erect, frighteningly large, package, “become comfortable, if you want to do this, then

experiment.”

Seth licked up the column of Ethan’s throat before he pulled away to speak again, only

this time he made eye contact with me, almost like he knew something I didn’t. “And

Cassie, don’t do it the way you think it should be done, do it how you want to do it.”

I swallowed as I stared at him for a moment longer. Nodding, I tore my gaze from his

heated one, and reached for Ethan’s hands, linking his fingers with mine before guiding

them behind my head. “I want your hands here,” I whispered the words so softly I wasn’t

sure he’d heard them at first.

When his grip tightened, the dull pain from the pulling of my hair let me know he’d heard

me, I remained still, yet nothing continued to happen.

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Maybe he doesn’t get it, I thought.

I pushed my head back, applying pressure on his palms as much as I could. A rather pathetic whimper rumbled in his throat as he finally caught on that I wanted him directing my movements, and he pulled my face towards him. A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth and just as my mouth was inches away, I turned my face so that the

side of his semi–hard cock bumped into the curve of my cheek.

“You’re so smart, Ethan. I knew you’d get it eventually,” I said, peeking up at him.

Seth chuckled, his eyes locked on the scene before him. “She’s playful and she knows what

she wants. I like that,” he said before tonguing Ethan’s earlobe.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and pulled one of his hands from the back of my head. I almost

protested, but the now free hand gripped my jaw, stopping me. He forced my mouth open

by applying enough pressure into the indent of my cheeks. With my mouth wide open in

front of his cock, he stared down at me with an expression I’d only seen when Seth turned

him on.

“I could get used to this,” he mumbled, letting his thumb tug my bottom lip.

“Hell yes,” Seth said.

The burning flush that had started in my face was topping the curves of my breasts and I

could feel it continuing to spread further down as he held me in place, posing my face like

a doll. If the lights were brighter in his room I knew they’d be able to see the redness

spreading.

I kept eye contact for as long as I possibly could. That is until Seth slid his hand down Ethan’s arm and pulled at his elbow bringing my face forward even more. Ethan’s musky

scent, a mix of sex and pine soap greeted me. I tilted my head down and my tongue

darted out, licking up the curve of his ball sack. Ethan let out a gasp and his hand

tightened painfully in my hair. The hand that had been holding my mouth open tore away

and pushed up my cheek, slipping back into my hair. A tiny spark ignited in my groin

causing a new slickness to accumulate between my legs.

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I watched from my peripheral vision as Seth’s hands dropped to Ethan’s thighs, coaxing them apart for me, giving me more room. I let my tongue explore upwards. His salty taste made me hum against the side of his shaft as I placed slow, partially open–mouthed kisses on him.

Vaguely, I heard fumbling behind Ethan.

A drawer opening.

A squish of something squirting.

A snap.

A drawer closing.

The noise was enough to make me try to pull away, but Ethan’s grip tightened and held me in place. “Stay.” Ethan’s growling command sent chills up and down my body.

I pushed against his hands so I could move to the tip of his cock. My tongue darted out, licking up the slit covered with pre–cum, before continuing with my small kisses.

“It’s the watermelon. I forgot to get more of the heating lube,” Seth said between the tiny kisses that made smacking noises in the air.

Ethan grunted, not seeming to care. His hips wiggled and I wasn’t sure if it was from my slow kisses or something Seth was doing behind him. Ethan let out a boyish whimper and his whole body jerked up. His hips thrust backward and then forward so quickly that the tip of his cock pushed past my puckered, mid–kiss lips and forced my mouth open.

My eyes widened as I darted a glance up at him. I pulled away slightly, pushing against the pressure his palms exerted on the back of my head, so I could stare at him. “What—” I started, but Ethan pulled me forward again.

Ethan was so hard it looked painful and even took on a purplish hue. I puckered my lips against the mushroom–shaped tip of his cock and gave him another sweeping lick.

“Scoot back against the wall,” Ethan demanded gruffly.

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I did what I was told and when the wooden bars of Ethan’s headboard touched my naked back I got to my knees, sitting my butt against my calves.

“Lick,” Ethan whispered as Seth followed behind him as they both moved up the bed.

Ethan inhaled sharply through his nose, his jaw clenched, and a few seconds later turned to whisper harsh, excited words against Seth’s neck.

It was fun practicing, but this was way better.

When I heard the faint rustling of Seth’s shorts dropping around his ankles. I dropped my gaze in time to see Seth’s large hands gripping Ethan’s hips from behind, adjusting him upwards. Seth’s intense gray eyes watched me as I continued to lick at Ethan like I had that cherry Popsicle the night before.