I wasted no time in responding back. I immediately threw my arms around his neck and his slid to my waist. I stepped back and my back hit the door but we didn’t stop. Our lips were hot against each other. We were in no rush. It was a slow and passionate kiss, one that had my toe curling.
We pulled back for a bit, smiling at each other before our lips met again. I reached a hand out behind me and opened my door. We stumbled inside but paid no attention to our surroundings although I did hear him kick the door close behind him.
We were moving but were unaware of the direction. Our feet moved to wherever there was space to move. For a moment, I was pressed against the study table with my elbow resting on it to support myself and him leaning on me as we continued to ravish each other and then we were moving again.
I felt myself lowering down and then my back was met with the soft bed. Ethan climbed on top of me and we continued where we left off. By then I was pretty sure I had made a nest out of his hair because of me excessively bunching it up and pulling at it.
I stopped abruptly to let out a laugh. He sat up, confused and still straddling me.
“What’s so funny?”
I grabbed his arms and pulled him down next to me and now I was straddling him. “Do you remember that night you accidentally came into my room?”
He sat up, a flash of recognition passing his features. “Of course, the day I got to know how it felt like to get kicked in the balls.”
“I’m so sorry! But we were wrestling with each other that night, getting on top of each other. This reminded me of that time.”
“Except now we aren’t trying to kill each other.” He pecked my lips. “I should’ve kissed you back then. I can’t believe I wasted so much time on my childish dislike of you when I could’ve been with you, could’ve been able to hug you and kiss you.”
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “You probably would’ve gotten kicked in the balls again if you had kissed me then.”
He chuckled, the movement of his lips tickling my neck and creating pleasurable pulsing sensations all over my body.
We pulled away and I gently pushed him down on the bed and hovered above him.
I took off my top. Ethan kept staring at me and let out a small “whoa.”
I didn’t give him much time to react because I captured his lips in a kiss. My hands roamed down to the bottom of his shirt and I pulled at it. Our lips disconnected for a mere seconds for him to take his shirt off and then they glued again.
We were both breathing heavily but it seemed like oxygen wasn’t the top priority for us right now.
His lips traveled down and he began peppering kisses on my neck. When he reached my shoulder blade and my bra strap became an obstruction in his path, he hooked two fingers under it and slid it down my shoulder.
In an instant my hands reached behind my back to unhook my bra. Clearly I was feeling a lot horny today and I didn’t give proper thought to this because his hands reached mine and he stopped me. He shook his head and buried his face in my neck.
“What… happened?”
“Too soon. I’m not ready.” He said and added. “We’re not ready.”
“Oh, sorry.” I said, embarrassed.
“Why are you saying sorry?” He smiled and kissed me lightly. “We should take it slow.”
I nodded. “I’ll go get ready for bed. Are you… going to sleep here?”
“May I? If you don’t want to, I’ll go back.”
“No,” I said very quickly. “Stay.”
He gave me a bright smile. “I’ll wait for you.”
I nodded and sprinted to the bathroom. Once I locked the door, I pulled my hair in embarrassment. Was I about to sleep with him? I know it wouldn’t be a big deal but I was a virgin and still didn’t know where I had got all that confidence to take off his shirt and be ready to take off my bra as well.
I took longer to brush my teeth. Just to stall more time, I shaved although it wasn’t necessary and then finally put on a loose t-shirt and shorts shorter than what I had worn before.
When I got out, Ethan was already in his pajamas. He must’ve gone back to his room to get ready for bed seeing that I was taking too long.
I stood at the doorway for a few seconds in panic as to what I should do next. We have slept together in the same bed before but it was when he was intoxicated. Now he was fully sober.
“Are you feeling a little awkward?” He had noticed my uncertainty.
“A little.” I admitted, smiling sheepishly.
“Don’t be. Come here.” He gestured for me and I walked towards him and got into the bed. I was almost lying on the edge of the bed.
Ethan chuckled and shifted closer to me. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to him. My face pressed against his neck and I looked up at him, a little overwhelmed by our closeness even thought we had just had a heavy makeout session fifteen minutes ago.
“Let’s not be awkward around each other. Let’s say things we want to say, hug each other when we want to and kiss as well.”
He rested his forehead against mine.
“I like you.” He whispered. That was probably the most beautiful thing I had heard.
“I like you too.” I admitted and we went for a kiss at the same time.
This was the best night of my life here. I was with someone I liked a lot. Maybe it was even love.
We kissed and kissed and whispered sweet nothings to one another and somewhere after that, we fell asleep.
***
I could say this was the happiest morning of my life. Waking up to Ethan next to me was pure bliss. We were both sleeping on the opposite edges of the bed although I remembered we were wrapped in an embrace when we fell asleep last night. I rolled towards him and wrapped an arm around his bare torso. He shifted and popped an eye open, smiling at me lazily.
“Let’s sleep for a few more minutes.” He said tucking my head under his chin and wrapping an arm around my waist.
I nodded and snuggled into his warmth and drifted off to sleep.
When I opened my eyes again, Ethan was sitting up on my bed, buttoning up his shirt.
“Did you have a good sleep?” He asked.
“Yeah, you?”
“I did, I’d love to sleep some more but I need to get ready. I said a few minutes but we ended up sleeping for half an hour.”
“Do you need to be at work right now?”
“Yes but I’m running late. I might have to skip breakfast or eat something when I get there.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You are not going to skip breakfast because I know once you get there, you’d be so immersed in your work that you’d forget to eat.”
“Can’t say it hasn’t happened before.” He said sheepishly.
“That’s why I’m going to get ready in a few minutes and then we’re going to have breakfast together.”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Nope.”
He smiled softly at me. “Fine, I’ll go shower now. I’m going to give you ten minutes.”
“I’ll be ready before you!” I called out as he gathered his things.
“Let’s see.” He said, before closing the door.
I quickly ran to the bathroom and brushed my teeth in two minutes after which I jumped in the shower and took a quick one.
Like I said, I got ready before him because just as I stepped out of my room, he stepped out of his precisely three seconds after me.
“See, I told you I’ll be ready before you.” I said proudly.
He walked towards me and lifted me up by my waist before twirling me in a circle. “Do you want a prize for that?”
“I wouldn’t mind it.” I said before pressing my lips to his. “But we should get to breakfast. We don’t want you to be late,” I said between kisses.
“I’m already late.” He pecked my lips. “So a few more minutes wouldn’t matter.”
We awkwardly shuffled towards the stairs while still kissing.
We only pulled back when we heard something fall down and break.
Samara stood at the other end of the hallway, staring at us like a deer caught in headlights. In her hand was a cloth used for cleaning and on the floor by her feet was an antique piece which now laid in a million pieces. Her mouth was a perfect circle.