V for Virgin (Cassie and Ethan) novel Chapter 72

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V for Virgin!

Mirror Make–Up–1

Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward and knocked on the bathroom door. Seth had been in there for over an hour, which isn’t super abnormal considering I had heard the shower nuuming. When be didn’t answer, I tried again but got the same results. I glanced down at the golden doorknob and reached for it, curious if he’d left unlocked. It twisted and the door popped open.

I took a step in and steam billowed around me. Selly was standing in front of the mirror, finishing a shave with a white towel wrapped around his bottom half. Shutting the door behind me, I walked towards him, his hardened eyes meeting mine through the mirror. I flipped around, and with my hands, lifted myself on the sin counter next to him. I gave him a tiny forgive me smile and started swinging my legs, communicating with my eyes as best I could.

Seth bowed his head, turned the faucet on, and washed the shaving cream from his razor without saying anything to me.

“Im-” I started, but his head jerked up and he gave me a warning look. Whatever I had been about to say was forgotten now.

I thought he’d leave after that and the night would end with his silent treatment, but he continued to watch me, his eyes trailing down the large nightshirt I’d taken from Ethan’s drawer. I noticed the subtle clenching of his jaw as he focused on my bare thighs.

Swallowing, I slowly parted my thighs, a little frustrated with myself for keeping my underwear on. He stopped breathing at my cleat, open invitation and his gaze darkened with an almost unhinged desire. His hand shot out to caress my knee, I reached and pulled him towards me. When he was settled between my legs, his breathing started again as he jerked me forward.

My arms wrapped around his neck, clutching him to keep from falling as he scooted me off the countertop so that his hips could reach me. His fingers fumbled with my underwear, not bothering to take them off, just shoving the material aside. I reached for his towel and with a flick of my wrist, it dropped to the floor

I barely heard the door creak open, but when I finally lifted my head saw Ethan leaning against the doorway watching us intently with his lips parted and cheeks flushed. When we made eye contact, I could see the indecision on his face: did he join in, or did he watch?

He settled more comfortably against the door, crossing his feet, and his arms across his chest. I gave him a saucy wink, understanding his decision.

Voyeur number two.

Seth was too impatient for much foreplay. I could tell by his frantic caresses and the rapid rise and fall of his chest that he’d be pushing into me soon. I licked my lips as he adjusted. The tip of his pack prodded my entrance, teasing me as he pushed a little in, before withdrawing

“Oh fuck, Seth whimpered and his hands clamped on my hips, his fingernails digging into my skin, as he slammed me down on to

him.

My mouth fell open and my eyes shut as a mixture of pleasure and pain–like pressure shot through my groin. With wheezing breaths at the sudden intrusion, I wrapped my legs around Seth’s waist, encouraging his already erratic, thuusting hips to continue My ar

tightened on his neck, and with my legs wrapped around him, I had enough leverage to at least try and meet his thrusts.