Rosemary
After what felt like hours of making out, our lips finally parted, both of us panting, trying to catch our breath. I could feel the lingering heat between us, and I glanced at his swollen lips, knowing mine must look the same. Somehow, we’d moved from the office to his bedroom at some point. We were still fully clothed, sitting on the edge of his bed, but everything about the moment felt charged with something more.
Ethan stood up, walking across the room to grab something to drink. I took the time to take in my surroundings, realizing just how massive his space was. It wasn’t just a bedroom - it was like an entire apartment. A kitchen area near the living room space led to his bedroom, which was centered around a king-size bed that seemed to dominate the room. Two doors, one le
