Ethan’s POV
I barely slept after what happened in the living room. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ava’s face when she came, felt her tight p***y squeezing my c**k, and heard the wet sounds of me f*****g her while our parents slept upstairs.
The morning light filtered into the kitchen as I came downstairs. My body still remembered every second of what happened last night in the living room. I could still taste Ava on my tongue. I could still feel how tight she was around me.
I should have felt guilty.
Instead, I was hard again.
Mom and Dad were having breakfast by the pool outside. I could see them clearly through the glass doors, sitting far enough away but still close enough that they could walk back inside at any moment.
Ava was in the kitchen.
She was wearing nothing but one
