Chapter 27: Chapter 27

Chapter 26: The Final Lesson

The day after the event, Nick came to me to inform me that in two days he’d be leaving for Alberta, Canada, where he would finish high school and he had also been accepted into the University of Alberta for a bachelor’s in Ancient History.

It was his way of telling me that he was sorry and he knew that no matter what happens, we can never go back to being friends or anything remotely close to how we used to be, because even if I forgave him for what he put me through, I had not nor would I ever be able to forget.

He did visit me before he left with his mom, Silva having transferred to a hospital in Alberta, where she could spend more time with her son. He had dinner with my family and then parted from me on a remotely comfortable note. I knew that he still had feelings for me, if the way he kept looking at me with regret in his eyes were any indication, but I think he knew that there couldn’t be anything between us anymore. He might have been my best friend but he was also the person who nearly got me raped and tried to do so himself, and that was where I drew the line—it didn't matter if that person was practically a part of the family.

“There’s this look in his eyes when he watches you,” Nick had said before he left. “Like he could keep watching you forever. There’s only one woman in a man’s life who he’ll watch like that, like she means the world to him, and he seems to have found her. I always wished I could be that person in your life… but I’m happy that I’ve realized I cannot. I love you, Aki, but there is still a limit to how much I can tolerate you.”

His attempt to make me smile after a grim dinner had worked, my parents thinking I was upset over my best friend’s departure, and we parted with a promise that one day, we’d meet again and probably by then, he’d have found the person he truly loves.

The next day was a huge surprise, though. After my parents and Eva had left for work, I got a surprise visit from three of the most unexpected guests in the world. I opened the door to find the same pretty brunette on my doorstep as the one I’d seen enter the restaurant with Dylan. In fact, Dylan and Ethan were right behind her, giving each other death glares.

“You know your constant glaring won’t burn holes in my skull no matter how much you want to, right?” Dylan purposely provoked Ethan.

“No, but it can surely annoy you.” He kept on glaring.

“Oh, stop it you two!” The brunette scolded them and then turned to me with a bright smile and held out her hand. “Hi, Akira! I’m Ember Whitmore, Ethan’s younger sister.”

I shook her hand and welcomed the awkward trio into my house. “I guessed as much. Hi.” Not only did she have Ethan’s eyes, she looked like a female version of him. I guided them towards the living room.

“But first!” She stopped us when we would have moved to the couches. “Dylan here has something to say, don’t you, Dylan, sweetheart?” I was pretty sure that endearment was a threat. Ember Whitmore seemed to have both boys by the leash.

“I’m sorry for the way I behaved that day, I should’ve been more patient.” Dylan’s apology, however, was heartfelt, even with Ethan’s constant glaring.

“Why don’t you guys take a seat while I get us some coffee?” I urged. “Ethan?”

“Yeah, I’m coming.” Ethan turned towards the kitchen with me following close behind.

“You’re going to get creases on your forehead if you keep glaring like that.” I said after I’d set the water to boil. “So, what’s their story?”

Ethan sighed. “Dylan and Ember had been a couple since our high school days, been inseparable during college but when Emmy asked about their future, he just froze up. He used to be a player before they become a couple so I guess settling down was a huge decision for him. They broke up after that, and I guess I was just too mad at him for hurting my baby sister that I didn’t even want you near him. Who knew if he’d gone back to his old ways?” His frustration at Dylan clear in his voice.

“Ember moved out to Canada for her master’s and they hadn’t seen each other since, but they met again when Emmy came to surprise visit me that day at school. Dylan, however, had no idea I was teaching there until Nick mentioned me in a conversation and he decided to follow Nick back here so he could know where Ember was. He'd originally come to keep an eye on Nick, having suspected something during his last visit. Dylan was also the one who made me aware of Nick’s behavior, how he never let you have any other friends or always guarded you like a shadow. I had my confirmation when the four boys confessed. In truth, I’d never thought we’d all be this closely associated, surprised me, too. But all this gave me the opportunity to give Dylan a much needed punch and then before I knew it, Emmy and Dylan were back together.”

He was right, we seem to be moving in the same circle of friends… err… associates.

“So, everything’s okay with you guys now?”

“I didn’t want to let him get near Ember at first, but that only made him more desperate. The way he acted towards you had me wanting to kill him, but when you told me that love makes people do stupid things… I kind of understood that whatever he was doing was because he loved my sister.” And then he added. “And also because Dylan finally grew some balls and asked Ember to marry him, so I’ve decided not to kill him for now,” he said simply.

“And what have you told her about me?” I asked, stirring in the instant coffee mixture when the water began to bubble.

He smiled. “That I love you.”

I nearly dropped the pot from my hands.

“W-what?”

“Miss Akira Sanders, I love you.” He tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “What about you?”

I stared at him breathlessly and then pulled his head down so I could kiss him senseless.

Later, when we were both out of breath and the coffee had boiled down to half its amount, I said the words I’d planned on saying for a while.

“Mr. Ethan Whitmore, I love you two, three, four.”

“It’s a surprise.” Ethan answered for the nth time since we left my house.

Ember and Dylan had stayed for lunch and the day had passed by with lots of laughter and fond memories. Ember was like a new big sister who kept sharing childhood stories about Dylan and Ethan’s childhood days. After they’d left, Ethan had asked me to dress up fast and was now taking me out somewhere I had no idea about.

But I think we both knew what was about to happen next, feeling the tension in the air. Ethan’s eyes seemed to turn me to mush every time he looked at me with that emerald gaze. I squirmed in my seat, pressing my legs together to dull the throbbing between my thighs. I’m pretty sure my panties were soaking by now. This wasn’t the first time Ethan looked at me like this, with that raw need in his gaze, he’d been doing it all day.

“Nervous, cupcake?” What was with him calling me weird nicknames all of a sudden? What happened to Miss Sanders?

“No,” I answered instinctively, but anyone from a mile away could tell that I was lying.

“We’re here.” He said, bringing the car to a halt.

It looked like farmhouse from what I could tell. I got out when Ethan opened the door for me and confirmed what I’d seen. From what I could see in the dim light of the setting sun, this was a farmhouse. A bit small but it was gorgeous. Various kinds of flowers lined the driveway and there was even a huge vegetable garden and a small fountain. And with Christmas right around the corner, the whole place was decorated with tiny fairy lights. At least I thought this was for Christmas.

“Let’s go in, shall we?”

Ethan opened the door and all my breath left me as soon as I stepped in. The entire house was decorated with roses and candles, every nook and corner.

“Wow!” I said breathlessly. “Did you do all this?”

“I’m a man Akira, I don’t decorate houses. I simply order people around.” He joked, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Do you like it?”

“It’s beautiful.”

“I had our maid prepare dinner, too. Do you want some?” His voice was husky with need.

“Later.” I said.

“Later.” He agreed. “Come on.”

He led me to a room on the side and this room was similarly decorated, except that it had a huge bed and that bed had rose petals on the comforters. That was all I saw before I was turning towards Ethan and his lips were on mine. Hot. His kiss made me feel so hot that my body was on fire. His hands pulled me closer and squeezed my hips, making me gasp in shock, allowing him to insert his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled for dominance and I took the opportunity to bite his lower lip.

“Ow!” He drew back, both of us breathing heavily. “What’s with you biting my lip every time we kiss?”

“This…” I pointed towards his lip, which seemed deliciously kiss swollen, "…means you’re off limits.”

Ethan’s wicked smile told me that he’s about to take revenge and then he tugged off his navy blue sweater, revealing that gorgeous body for my eyes to feast upon. My green and black striped sweater was next to go, leaving me in a sexy black underwear that I hadn’t had any occasion to wear before today. And the way Ethan’s eyes travelled my body told me that he couldn’t wait to unwrap the rest of me.

It was strange how even that heated look made me feel cherished, wanted… loved.

“Ready for your final lesson, Miss Sanders?” My breath caught. This was really happening.

I wasn’t shy until now, but Ethan’s erection pressing against the front of his black jeans made me blush. I hadn’t really thought that the one I always felt pressing against my stomach or even during the time he thrust against me with our clothes on, could be this big. Will it even fit? I heard losing one’s virginity could be painful.

“You look beautiful.” He said, sliding his hands down my sides to hook up at the waistband of my jeans.

I sucked in a breath as he knelt down in front of me, undoing the buttons and sliding down the zipper and then, very, very slowly, sliding the jeans down my legs while covering each inch of exposed skin with feather light kisses. I lifted my legs and he pulled the jeans and shoes off my legs.

“Lie down on the bed.” He said.

Complying, I sat down on the edge of the bed and fell back, the petals velvet soft on my back. Ethan came over him a second later, his jeans and shoes joining the pile on the floor. Ethan leaned in closer and kissed my forehead and then my throat and showered me with more wet kisses, biting down on my earlobes, drawing a moan from me and continued to do so once he found out that my earlobes were sensitive. Meanwhile, he molded my breasts with both of his hands, tugging my nipples until they were stiff and straining against the fabric of my bra.

He lifted my back off the bed and unhooked my bra, then threw it to one side, put my nipple into his mouth, and right then, I felt the first true extent of the feelings that I’d been writing about for so long. This wasn’t like my stories. This was a thousand times better.

My back arched at the sensation. Every part of my body felt supercharged. Heat pouring down to the apex of my thighs. Ethan pressed me down onto the bed when every cell in my body told me to run and stay in place at the same time.

Ethan swirled his tongue around my nipple and then bit them lightly, making my mind go completely blank. He moved to continue his way of pleasuring with my other nipple and then kissed down my stomach while his hands took the place of his mouth.

He looked at me once, before he went any further than my navel, continued to kiss further down only after an eager nod from me. Soon enough, his lips were on the hem of my panties as he kissed me there a few times and then his hands moved down my body in a slow, sensual caress and moved down to tug on my curls slightly as he removed my panties down my knees oh-so-slowly. I closed my legs tighter, but Ethan kissed his way up my legs until I’d relaxed enough and then he parted my legs.

I turned my head to the side and closed my eyes tightly. Felt his hands trail up my legs in a slow motion, and before I could protest, his fingers were parting my folds, his thumb rubbing against my clitoris to wreak havoc against my senses.

“Damn, Akira, you’re beautiful,” Ethan’s throaty groan gave me some confidence that I wasn’t the only one affected by the other. “Tell me to stop if you don’t want to.”

“N-no… D-don’t stop!” I managed to get out through rasping breaths.

“Good. I don’t plan on stopping either.” He said before I felt him kiss the inside of my thighs.

"Oh, god!" my voice was a hoarse whisper from the avalanche of sensations that hit me the moment Ethan’s tongue met my most private flesh. I was beyond embarrassed. This was the first time I was ever experiencing this with a lover, after writing so much about it, I still felt shy at the sounds that escaped my mouth. I had never felt this vulnerable, this open in my whole life. But at the same time, I didn’t want him to stop, wanting to know, to feel what he would do next.

His tongue continued its torture and soon I was drowning in sensations beyond anything I’d ever felt before. It made me feel like clawing my brains out to stop feeling this and let this continue on forever at the same time. Heat continued to pool between my legs and I was very sure I was dripping wet by now, a certain kind of pressure swimming in my stomach, getting bigger and better by the second. When I felt him sucking the bundle of nerves at the tip of my entrance, the feeling exploded and I came in a rush, screaming Ethan’s name.

The feeling continue on and on, making me feel like I was floating on the clouds and then it drained away a bit leaving me tired and worn out. But when I opened my eyes, Ethan’s handsome face was the first thing I saw above me, his face still so close to my womanhood. He lifted his face and blew gently on my core. And just like that, I was wet and ready for him again.

“My Akira, you’re so sensitive for a virgin.” He teased on a breathless whisper. “Ready? This might hurt.” He warned as he rolled on a condom from the bedside table.

I didn't know when he removed the last of his clothing, but we were both naked and ready for each other. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his hips to pull us together until I felt the blunt head of his erection rubbing against my entrance.

His lips met mine again at the same time as he pushed inside me in one single hard thrust. He caught my scream of pain in his mouth, holding still. I’d thought there would be a lot of pain, this being my first time, but there wasn’t. We fit perfectly like we were made for each other. His erection big enough to stretch me a bit painfully, but nothing I couldn’t handle. The pain I felt as he entered was soon replaced by the need to hold closer, to keep ourselves joined, just like this.

He started to move out much to my protest, only to slam back in and repeat the process over and over. Finding a rhythm. He started out slow but soon enough he was slamming into me and I was thirsting my hips in time with his. No positions this time, this was only the beginning, we had plenty of time to experiment, to play. Tonight, it was just Ethan and I,and the most primitive of urges between a man and a woman. Because that was what he made me feel, like a woman.

The same kind of pleasure building in my stomach again, I clung to him just as hard as he clung to me. There was no space between us, our breaths ragged, mingled, our hearts hammering against our ribcage at such a pace that I was afraid it would burst out of our chest.

The pressure built at a steady crescendo until we were both at the very peak and then I was falling, spiraling down, but this time, not alone. Ethan and I came together. He threw back his head, exposing the strong, muscular column of his throat and bellowed my name at the same time that I arched my back and screamed his, my nails digging into his back.

“I love you, Miss. Sanders. You’re now truly mine in every way,” Ethan told me as he collapsed beside me and wrapped me in his arms.

“Same goes for you,” I poked my finger to his chest as he chuckled and kissed my forehead.