Ethan moved his upper body and got up from Alexx, not before pecking her lips. He moved his gaze downward where they are connected and with a 'pop' sound he unplugged her pus*y which resulted in a moaning sound from her upper lips and a flood of his seeds from her lower lips that started leaking.
Watching this scenery, he got hard again and just when he was going to ask her if they could continue, something started ringing near them.
"Your phone's ringing, Alexx"
"It's your dummy"
"Ohh!" realizing that it's his phone that is ringing he picked it up but when he saw the caller ID, his soul almost left his body.
"F*CK....." He cursed out loud.
Suddenly hearing him cursing, she quickly turned to him and asked, "What happened?" He simply held out his phone, displaying the caller ID.
Upon seeing that it was his dad calling, she suddenly realized the lateness of the hour. Glancing out of her window, she noticed the moon beginning to peek out from behind the clouds.
Ethan hastily threw on his clothes, snatched up his keys and phone, and hurried out the door.
Witnessing his abrupt departure, Alexx's mood shifted to sadness. She folded her legs beneath her, burying her head between her knees in a gesture of dejection. Suddenly, the door swung open once more, startling her.
She lifted her head, only to find Ethan approaching her, enveloping her in a warm embrace, and planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
With a regretful tone, he uttered, "Sorry, I wish I could spend more time with you but unfortunately, I have to go." His hands tenderly continued to stroke her hair and trace the contours of her back, reluctant to let go.
Alexx teared up but didn't say anything, simply keeping her hand pressed against his chest, feeling the reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat. In moments like these, the potency of silence often surpasses that of words.
"Where did mischievous Alexx go, huh?" Ethan asked with a teasing tone, eliciting a soft punch to his chest from her. Observing her playful response, he couldn't resist chuckling at her antics before adding, "I'll eagerly await your arrival at Martinia University once you secure that scholarship."
Ethan lifted her head gently and drew her into a lingering kiss. After what felt like an eternity, they reluctantly parted.
Ethan rose to his feet, silently slipping away without a backward glance. He understood that if he allowed himself to look back, he might never find the strength to leave her embrace.
Entering his car, he ignited the engine, the familiar hum filling the silence. As he glanced towards her window, he caught her silhouette, waving at him, wrapped snugly in the bedsheet.
Returning the gesture, he drove away, his heart heavy with the weight of their parting.
After traveling for half an hour, he finally reached his apartment, only to find his father, Jack, waiting impatiently on the road in his car.
Jack, an average middle-aged man in his early 30s, peered through his glasses perched on his nose, his black hair tousled as if he hadn't bothered to groom it, and a full-grown beard framing his face.
Standing at a height of 5 feet 6 inches, he wore his work attire with an unmistakable air of frustration.
I'm slightly taller than him by 2 inch--??!!!!!!! wait a moment..... that f*cking author!!! He actually forgot to properly introduce me. That incompetent fool, in his lustful haze, he really neglected to mention me Damnnnnnn him.
A/N:- One can't fault a man of refined tastes when he desires to pen some spicy scenes, hehe~(adjusting his glasses with a smirk face).
Anyway, let me properly introduce myself, as you already know my name I will skip it. My look is just above average, not too handsome and not too ugly well except you know--cough.
I'm turning 19 this year. I have hair that's a mix of golden and orange hues, though at a glance, it often appears as a light orange shade.
Interestingly, I've inherited this unique hair color from my mom's side of the family. However, the details surrounding her are somewhat hazy as my sister and I were quite young when she passed away in a tragic car accident.
While we may have glimpsed her in our early memories, it's difficult to recall with certainty.
Well, I stand at a modest 5 feet 8 inches, not particularly towering, which I attribute to my dad's genes.
So back to the story, After I exited the car I got a full scolding for arriving late for the full 10 minutes, it's already 8:32 pm and he told me to arrive at 6 but because I was late, he had to move up the scheduled time.
"Why is your sister also running behind schedule? Go fetch her immediately. We're already behind because of your delay," Jack impatiently remarked.
Ethan left in a hurry because he had already gotten his scolding and didn't want to hear more.
As Ethan entered the apartment, his voice reverberated through the space, resonating with urgency. "Sarah, we're running behind schedule. Quick, get ready!"
"Brother come here for a second, I'm in my room"
Upon hearing her reply, he cautiously entered her room, only to discover her head obscured beneath the bed, while her pink striped panties were fully exposed, accentuating her bubbly buttocks due to the short skirt she wore.
'Her As* seems to be getting bigger, It's already bigger than her small body' Ethan put his thought to an end by shaking his head and asking, "What are you doing down there, Sarah"
She pulled her head out, stood up, and asked him looking worried "Brother, have you seen my Tinymon cards? I've been searching the deck for more than an hour already."
She is my twin sister, sharing the same hair color as mine. Standing at a height of 5 feet 7 inches, she is slightly shorter than me.
Her hair is typically styled in a bun at the back of her head, with two long bangs framing her cheeks on either side, accompanied by some smaller ones covering her forehead.
She boasts sharp eyebrows that complement her twinkling eyes, a petite nose, and lips accentuated by her adorable, chubby cheeks. Overall, she exudes a charming and beautiful aura.
She is adorned in a rosy pink top that elegantly envelops her figure, fully concealing her breasts. Over it, she dons a sleek black jacket, left open at the front, revealing her toned midriff and adorable belly button.
Completing her ensemble is a short black skirt adorned with delicate checked patterns, gracefully extending to her mid-thighs. Her feet are adorned with pristine white shoes, adding a touch of contrast to her ensemble.
"No, I haven't but I'm sure it may be in some of the packed boxes. Let's go, Dad is already angry enough because of me and I wouldn't want you to bear the brunt of his frustration as well."
"If you insist," Sarah said in an unconvinced tone and followed him outside.
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To Be Continued...