Ethan gently pressed his lips on mine and sucked on my lower lip. I tried to move my face away, but he roughly grabbed my face and turned me toward him.
"Let go of me, asshole," my voice sounded hoarse and strange. My nerve was wrecked. It was a mistake coming here.
Ethan slammed me against the wall and held me in place. His blue eyes were burning on me as if he was possessed. He had the same look on his face as he did in high school. Angry and violent.
"I'm afraid I ran out of patience, Corey. I am not going to chase after you like a dog. I will take what's mine," he growled.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked.
"I think you know what I'm talking about. I'm tired of waiting and playing around. Sure, we did some intimate things, but that's not enough for me. It's time we fucked. That's what our body demands it," he said it like it was no big deal.
"You are out of your mind," I cried. "I regret everything we did, and I'm not doing anything more with you. I hate yo...mmf!" he shut my mouth by pressing his lips on mine again. I kept my mouth tightly shut, not willing to let him in.
"Open your mouth," he demanded.
Nope...I'm not listening to him. He was not my boss in the bedroom. Or so I thought.
"Open your goddamn mouth, or I'll pry it open," he said gruffly. His usually smooth, friendly voice was deep and angry. He narrowed his eyes and waited for me to comply. He looked hella scary. I found myself parting my mouth so he didn't get even angrier. He shoved his tongue inside my mouth and pulled me into a deep, suffocating kiss. He had my arms pinned against the wall. I felt his hands slide over to my palms. I felt butterflies in my stomach as our fingers intertwined.
Corey, why are you being such a weak bitch. Push this asshole away. You are supposed to be stronger, remember? I reminded myself in my mind, but my body wasn't listening.
He broke the kiss first. We both tried to catch our breath as the kiss left us panting. He looked at me and grinned. "I knew it," he said.
"Knew what?" I asked. My mind was clouded.
"You want this as much as I do," he smirked.
"Nn...no..." my voice came out hoarse and weak. He suddenly ripped my shirt open. I yelped as he leaned over and sucked my nipple roughly. I tried to push him away, but he pinned my arms to the wall again and continued to suck and bite my chest until my nipples felt sensitive and raw. I hated and loved the sensations at the same time. "Stop, please," I whimpered.
"Is that really what you want?" he asked. "You want me to stop?" His blue eyes were mocking me. He knew that's not what I wanted. He could see right through me!
"Yes?" my response sounded more like a question as if I wasn't sure what I wanted myself.
"looks like your body disagrees," he motioned at my cock, which was embarrassingly big and hard. Fucking traitor.
"Well, I'm saying I don't want you," I barked. Lies! My mind screamed. I wanted this more than anything.
"Then I hate to break it to you. I'm not a very nice person. So you'll have to do as I say," Ethan released my arms and backed away.
"And what if I don't?" I was shaking.
"Then there will be consequences. Your life is in my hands, Corey. Do you really want to risk your career or your dream for denying me?" his lips twisted into a grin.
I was shocked. I didn't know Ethan could stoop so low and threaten my career. But then again, I should've seen it coming.
I sighed. He had won. I had no choice but to sleep with him, but he is sorely mistaken if he thinks I'll become his bitch.
"FINE. But I get to be the top!" I announced. That's right Ethan baby. Get that hole ready, so I can tear it up, I thought gleefully.
Ethan blinked a few times. "What...?"
"You heard me, bastard. I'm putting it in. Turn around and raise your ass, bitch!" I pointed at the bed.
"No way in hell. This is the first time I've been with a guy. Nothing is going in me. Besides, I am tougher than you," Ethan declared.
"Wrong. I have more experience, so I'm better than you," I argued.
Ethan chuckled and grabbed my arm, then pushed me toward the bed. "Hey! Stop manhandling me," I whined.
"You're trying to get smart with me, Corey. I like your spirit, but you aren't winning this one," he hovered over me. I was so screwed. He yanked my pants down and touched my erection over my underwear. "Look at that. You are so hard and ready. Don't think you hate this as much as you think you do," he said. He grabbed my shoulders then roughly turned me around. He pulled my underwear down.
"What a cute butt," he commented.
"Fuck you!" I barked and buried my face in the pillow and prepared to feel the world of pain. He was straight with no experience in having sex with a guy. RIP, my poor asshole.
I felt a soft touch on my backside as he rubbed it. Wait, what...that feels kind of good. He was rubbing it gently. I felt tingly all over my body as he inserted his finger inside me. I moaned softly as he slipped his finger in and out. How did he know how to do this?
"Ugh...Ethan!" I cried out as he added more fingers, stretching me out. I wanted to cry out of pleasure more, but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.
"How...how did you know you were supposed to do this? I thought this was the first time you did it with a guy?" I said between panting. I felt like I was about to come just from him playing with my asshole.
"It is my first time with a man. But it's not my first time doing it from the back," he leaned down and whispered in my ears. "Don't come yet. I barely started." He chuckled.
I heard him unwrap the condom and subconsciously tightened my grip on the pillow. I was actually doing it! Doing it with Ethan Miller of all people. Shit, shit, shit!
"This might hurt a little," he said and positioned himself on top of me. "Just relax," he said in a calm and soothing voice.
I yelped as he pushed inside me. I've seen his dick before and imagined how it would feel inside me, but this was beyond my imagination.
"Sorry, I know it hurts but, I'm putting it all in. Tell me if this is okay," he whispered in my ears again. I nodded. I wanted to feel him more. "It's okay," I said in a hoarse whisper. He thrust into me, emitting another loud groan from within my throat. I felt pain but also good at the same time. It was nothing like I've felt before. I felt so full.
He pushed my neck against the bed while thrusting into me over and over again. I wanted to touch my front but couldn't reach it as he was riding on top of me.
"Fuck, this is amazing. You're so tight," he growled.
I buried my face in the pillow to muffle my scream as I came. I loved how good it felt, but I hated it was because of Ethan, my worst nightmare.