Ethan's POV
I let her ride me for another few moments, enjoying the tight, wet heat of her p***y. Each bounce she made sent waves of electric pleasure shooting through me. She was f*****g perfect, the way she moved, the way she moaned, the way she looked at me, a mix of lust and challenge in her eyes. f**k, she was s*x incarnate.
But I wasn't about to just sit back and let her do all the work. In one smooth motion, I grabbed her waist and stood up, still deep inside her. She gasped, legs wrapping around me tightly to stay in place.
"Where the hell are we going?" she managed between breathless laughs.
"Upstairs," I growled, each step jostling her and making her gasp. "Bedroom. Need to spread you out properly."
"f*****g hell, Ethan, take your time," she teased, but her grip on me tighte
