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“Seth,” Ethan’s whispered voice caressed my stomach as he spoke, “she’s not going to say something hurtful now. We’ve been working on this, remember? Stop waiting for the other ball to drop. Not everyone is like your father.”
Seth didn’t seem to hear Ethan, at least that was my first thought as he continued to try and read something in my face. It was like he wanted to find that ball and catch it—
prepare himself for whatever it was—so that it wouldn’t hurt as much.
I didn’t know much about Seth’s past, but I did know it hadn’t been healthy. There’d been
a lot of mental, physical, and, though he never admitted to it, Ethan believed there had
also been some sexual abuse. My heart hurt for Seth now and ached for the scared little
boy he’d been. I didn’t have my biological parents and while the first six years of my life had been no cake–walk it all faded to the background once I’d been adopted by such loving people. I’d had spurts of unconditional love throughout my life. Had Seth?
My hands darted out to cup his face and I pulled him back into me, kissing him with every fiber of my being. It wasn’t possible, but I would still try to wipe away all those dark areas
from his past. My sudden need to protect him from the baddies of the world hit me by surprise, but instead of hiding away from it, I deepened the kiss, tapping the tip of my tongue against his lips, asking for permission. When he opened his mouth, I moaned in appreciation.
The kiss wasn’t long, but it had so much emotion in it that when we pulled away we could
barely look at each other. So we both looked at Ethan, our tether, the rock that kept the
two kids from the wrong side of the block from breaking.
Ethan’s chin was settled against my stomach as he watched us turn towards him, a
crooked, content smile covering his face. The atmosphere was making me uneasy. Too much seriousness was bad for the libido and if I wanted to be deflowered by the end of
the night I had to change it.
“So, Ethan, are you gonna eat me out now?”
Seth’s shout of laughter startled me and I tore my gaze from the horrified look on Ethan’s
face to watch the golden–skinned beauty before me. His hearty laughter continued even
when he raised a questioning eyebrow in Ethan’s direction.
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“Did you have to say it that way?” Ethan asked.
I cleared my throat. “I’m sorry. Ethan, I am fully prepared to be your cunnilingus practice
doll.”
The deep growl that came from Ethan made me bite my lip with anticipation. He pushed his face into my belly, rubbing against me like a cat needing a cuddle, and inhaled. When I felt his wet tongue dart out and circle my belly button my eyelashes fluttered against my
cheek.
“Oh, Ethan,” I whispered, my hands clutching at the sheets beneath me. “Please.”
He lifted his mouth from my stomach to speak. “Please what?”
“Please, do something.” My voice sounded foreign even to me, husky and needy.
Ethan shot me an amused grin that made me want to bite those plump, ‘I’m–getting- away–with–something lips of his. “I am doing something.”
Seth chuckled and tucked his face into my neck. He darted his tongue out and licked the auricle of my ear. “Maybe if you were more specific,” Seth whispered. The moist heat from his whispered words caused strands of my hair to cling to the column of my throat.
“Are you asking me to talk dirty?” I asked curiously. “You know, last time I did that Ethan clammed up on me and I found out just how much cold showers do not work for the female party. And look at what just happened a little bit ago! So if that’s what you’re—”
Seth swooped down and placed a quick, chaste kiss against my lips. “That’s what I’m saying. I promise Ethan will be fine this time. Won’t you, Babe?”
Ethan’s confirming nod didn’t match his furrowing brows. “Sure. Yeah- he paused to clear his throat, his teasing caresses against my midriff completely stopping.
“Wow. Talk about a confidence boost, Ethan,” I said.
Ethan offered a sheepish grin and rubbed the back of his neck. “You know, Cass, I just— I’m just not used to you talking like that to me.”
I rolled my eyes and pushed myself up on my elbows so I could look at him better. “Well, maybe you should get used to it. You guys bring out the nymph in me!”
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“Nymph?” Seth asked.
Ethan shook his head, a small smile playing across his lips. “I think she meant nympho, not the beautiful woodland creature that dance around trees in the woods.”
I frowned. “There are beautiful creatures that dance around trees in the woods? Are they nymphomaniacs too? Maybe we can join them…”
“Okay, Miss I–can–take–on–everyone, how about just settling for the both of us?” Ethan asked as he shifted his upper body down so that his lips hovered above my hip bone.
My breath caught again. “I can do that,” I whispered.
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