V for Virgin (Cassie and Ethan) novel Chapter 26

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“This is just beyond rude,” I mumbled, wiggling under Ethan’s weight.

They’d been satisfied, but I hadn’t and now I was being partially squished. Even if I did like it, my vag wasn’t going to let me enjoy it too much. I was seriously thinking about leaving, until I felt Ethan drop his shoulder, applying more weight against me. I lifted my gaze and found his once closed eyes, wide open. He watched me with surprising intensity for someone so sleepy and my breath caught.

When one of his fingers slipped inside me, I was so startled that my hand shot to his wrist, gripping him tightly, only stopping him for a second. I swallowed and shot Ethan a surprised look. My mouth dropped open as I started to speak, but any words I’d been about to say cut off as my eyelashes fluttered against my cheeks. It didn’t take long for soft whimpering moans to escape my throat. I shifted against his hand, letting his palm apply pressure against my clit.

“Cassie, look at me,” Ethan said, his voice sounding sleepier than he currently looked.

I popped my eyes open when he stopped. “Don’t stop,” I whispered.

The corner of his mouth lifted in a droopy, tired smile. “Then you better look at me when

I tell you to.”

“Ethan-

”

Whatever I was going to say caught in my throat as he thrust another finger inside me. I

clutched his arm as it pushed up and down my stomach. He dropped his forehead against

mine, never breaking eye contact. It was like he was memorizing me like he was searching

my soul. He kissed me, once, twice, and then sucked on my bottom lip. I could almost pretend that this meant something, that we were just two people in love, pleasing each

other.

Those are dangerous thoughts, Cassie. Remember, this isn’t about love, the logical voice

in my head spoke.

Not now, the illogical voice responded.

It was a simple surface orgasm, but it came swiftly enough that a startled gasp escaped my lips. I hugged Ethan’s arm tighter to me, whimpering his name, and turning my body

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towards him as my hips humped the fingers he continued to thrust into me.

When it was over, he didn’t pull his hand away or take his fingers out. He simply left them in place, gave me one last kiss, and settled deeply against me and the bed. When his breathing evened and I knew he was asleep, I still couldn’t stop staring at him.