Ethan dropped on my side, panting. Our bodies were drenched in sweat. I wanted to say something...anything, but I could hardly breathe. I felt like my body was melting with pleasure.
"Don't move," he said and got up first. I heard the shower running in the bathroom. "Go get in the shower. I'll help you clean up," he said.
"I don't need your help," I barked.
"I'm not going to argue with you, Corey. Get your cute little ass in the shower," he barked back.
Jesus, so bossy!
I stood up but stumbled on my way. He caught me before I fell on the ground and helped me get inside the bathroom. My face turned hot and red.
I closed my eyes as the warm water poured down on me. It felt so nice. Suddenly, I felt a different kind of warm presence behind me.
Ethan.
He grabbed my shoulder and turned me around to face him.
I looked at his beautiful eyes and his hard muscular body, and my heart started to hammer against my chest. He didn't give me the chance to process my thoughts and pulled me into a kiss. I parted my mouth and let him lick my tongue. I felt his hand reaching behind me. I moaned as he messaged me back there in agonizing slow movements.
"Wait...Ethan...we just did it," I groaned and rested my head on his broad chest.
"I can't get enough of you," he said and licked my neck. "Put your hands on the wall and stick your butt out. Towards me," he sounded raspy and out of breath. He was consumed with lust.
But so was I. I immediately turned around and placed my hands on the wet wall. My dick turned hard again in anticipation.
I groaned loudly as he pushed inside me. I was still sore, but it didn't stop me from drowning in ecstasy. His hot breath and kisses on my neck were driving me wild. I forgot I hated him for a moment and called out his name like we were lovers.
"You want me to touch your front too, don't you," I felt goosebumps as he spoke in his deep and melodious voice. He grabbed my hard cock and strokes it slowly, and thrust into me at the same time.
"Ohh fuck...Ethan...I'm gonna come already," I croaked out.
"Then come. Let me hear you scream in pleasure," My body felt like it was on fire as he fastened his movements in both front and back. I couldn't hold it in and came all over his hand, which was washed away by the running water. I felt limp and fell into his arms.
He carried me back to the room and placed me in bed.
"I requested late checkout, so sleep as much as you want," he said and kissed me on the forehead. I didn't say anything and turned around. All of my energy was drained from my body. I couldn't even get my mouth to say something snarky as I felt my eyelids shutting down slowly. I felt him lying next to me and holding me.
Sleep was all I wanted.
I jolted awake in the morning. The bed felt cold. He must've gotten up before me and left.
I picked up a note from the dresser.
Had to rush to the office. I hope you slept well. Don't hate me too much :). The note said.
I smiled. What a dork.
I quickly got dressed and headed out the door. The memories from last night flashed before my eyes, and I felt embarrassed and hot. Gosh...why did I let him use my body like that?
I arrived at work in a few minutes and quickly headed to my office. I need to keep my composure and stay busy, so I don't think about Ethan all day.
But it was impossible when his office was nearby. I could feel his presence, and it was making me hot.
Stop it, Corey! Nothing changes. You still hate him! I scolded myself.
I expected him to say something to me or call me onto his office, but I was greeted with silence.
Work was boring for the next few days. Don't tell me he was done with me after fucking me a few times? Asshole.
During my break, I passed by his office and glimpsed inside. Ethan was on the phone arguing with someone. He had an angry expression on his face. I wonder what it was about.
He looked up and saw me. He waved his hand, motioning me to come inside. I thought about ignoring him, but he was my boss, and this could be work related.
I went inside and took a seat, waiting for him to finish his phone call. He said something fast and hung up the phone.
"Hey, feeling okay?" he smiled.
"F...fine. Why did you call me in? What...what do you want?" I stammered, suddenly feeling flustered again.
"Sorry I hadn't been talking to you lately. I've been busy and stressed about a personal matter," he said quietly.
"I don't care," I said dismissively.
He chuckled and cupped my cheek. "Of course you missed me. I can see it in your eyes." he leaned over and kissed my lips. "I wanted to ask you something," he said.
I looked at him questioningly.
"Are you going to the high school reunion this Saturday? If so, would you like to go with me?" he asked and looked at me with hopeful eyes.
Is Ethan Miller asking me to be his date to the high school reunion? In front of all his jerk buddies?
"What about your reputation? What would your old pals think of you if you walk in with the high school faggot?" I asked sarcastically.
"Corey, you know I don't care anymore," he looked like he was slapped across the face.
"Well, I'm going with Ally. You know...someone who actually accepted me. So that's a no from me," I said.
Ethan sighed. "Alright. I'll just see you there I guess."
I walked out of his office feeling uneasy. Dammit... I forgot about the damn reunion. I was not looking forward to seeing my bullies again.