Ethan froze above Mia, still buried deep inside her, his c**k twitching with the last aftershocks of his orgasm. Her walls were still fluttering around him, slick and warm, their combined release slowly leaking out where they were joined. Both of them were breathing hard, skin slick with sweat, hearts pounding so loudly Ethan was sure Jake could hear it from the hallway.
Mia’s eyes widened in panic, but there was also a spark of something dangerously close to excitement in them. She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound.
Ethan clamped a hand gently over her mouth, his own breath ragged. “Yeah,” he called back, voice strained and rougher than he wanted. “Just… getting dressed. Give me a minute.”
There was a pause. “Alright, I’ll wait in the kitchen. These bags are heavy as hell.”
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