“s**t,” he says.
I search his face. “What?”
“No condom,” he admits.
“I’m on the pill, Ethan.”
At first, he hesitates. So I readjust my skirt back down over my bare ass, and he shakes his head.
“Don’t think so, babe.” Ethan grabs my ass and lifts me in the air. My legs wrap around his hips as he f***s me against the wall. Small moans escape from my mouth as our tongues swirl together, and I feel so naughty knowing there’s a room full of people who suspect something is going on or even hear us.
“Vada,” Ethan groans against my mouth. “You feel so good. You always feel so f*****g good.”
“I want more of you, Ethan. All of you.”
He continues to give me everything he can. “When I saw you walk in, all I could think about was this.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I whisper, holding on to him for dear li
