Ethan's POV
The sight of her in just her panties was enough to drive me insane. She was already glistening with wetness, the fabric clinging to her p***y. I knelt down, positioned myself between her legs, and pressed a kiss on her inner thigh, inhaling her sweet scent.
"Ethan, please," she whimpered, fingers clenching into fists against the wall.
"Patience, darling," I teased, sliding her panties aside to reveal her drenched folds.
My tongue darted out, tasting her, making her gasp and clutch at my hair. I flicked and licked, savoring every reaction. Her hips bucked involuntarily, and I had to hold her steady while I continued my ministrations.
"f**k, you taste so good," I murmured, pulling away just enough to look up at her. Her eyes were half-lidded with pleasure, her chest heaving.
