Chanel and Ethan
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I’m not sure what I had expected, but it certainly wasn’t this. I start to have a small panic attack and look over to Ethan with wide eyes. “You can’t take me to Puerto Rico,” I say as a statement of fact. He steps away from the line and leads me a few feet to give us privacy. This must have been the reaction he was waiting for.
“I understand if you don’t want to go with me,” Ethan says sincerely. And he’s telling the truth, I can see his face accepting my resistance.
“It’s too much,” I complain, still shell shocked.
“Is that what you’re worried about?” He asks calmly.
“Well...yeah. We can’t just go to Puerto Rico on a whim,” I say, playing with the sleeves of my shirt.
“So, you’re not opposed to spending that kind of alone time with me?” Ethan asks, slightly hopeful, still patient. I think about that for a moment, and I only need a second of thought. A warm sandy beach vacation with Ethan until Tuesday? I don’t have a single problem with that.
“Of course not. I just can’t let you take me though; it’s too much,” I repeat, and he gives me a warm smile.
“Chanel, I can afford it,” he reassures me, and I shake my head.
“I don’t have a passport,” I claim. I know the U.S. and Puerto Rico have some kind of supportive relationship, but surely I’d still need a passport to leave the country. He’s still smiling and I realize he would have thought of this already.
“You don’t need one. Puerto Ricans are American citizens.” I can’t believe this.
“You really want to take me to Puerto Rico?” I ask, staring into his big green eyes.
Ethan sets down my bag, his still slung over his shoulder, and steps forward to wrap his arms around me. “I want nothing more than to celebrate my newly acquired freedom with you on a beach for the rest of the week,” he says, looking down at me. I stare at him, battling with myself. If I tell him to take me home now, I know he would in a heart beat. But I’d still be hanging out with him this weekend regardless. He says he can afford it. Obviously he already went through the trouble of purchasing tickets, a rental car, and certainly a room while we’re there. As I stare at him with my large blue eyes, I can tell he really wants this. He must have been nervous all night, wondering if I would even want to do something like this with him. It’s a very intimate gesture. And suddenly, I’m overwhelmed with flattery. ‘Just do it’ something whispers to me and I smile shyly at him.
“Ok,” I say taking a deep breath, and he looks so fucking excited.
“Really?” He asks, his green eyes sparkling. How can I say no to that face?
“Really,” I nod my head and he kisses me hard.
We go through all the wonderful obstacles of security, and eventually get on the plane. First class. As we take our seats in the back row, our comfortable, private seats, I turn to Ethan. “First class?” I ask him, trying to seem collected.
“What? It’s the best way to fly,” he says simply, and I start feeling insignificant again.
“Ethan, I can’t pay you back. Not anytime soon at least.” He was already shaking his head before I finished. Ethan leans over and grabs my left hand.
“Chanel, I don’t want your money. All I want is to have a good time with you,” he says, and I smile despite my uneasiness.
“How did you get off work?” I ask him.
His lips twitch. “I have vacation days I need to use. That’s why I was there so late yesterday; getting everything ready for my absence.” My stomach turns and I’m not sure if it’s good or bad.
“I can’t believe this,” I mumble, and Ethan lifts my chin with his fingers. He leans closer, his face a couple inches from mine.
“Believe it. I’m sorry if I’m overwhelming you, but I had plans on going somewhere this year anyway, and now seemed like the perfect moment. With Nicole being out of my life, and the time I’ve been spending with you...If we’re still being honest with each other, you’re the only girl I’m interested in. I like the way things are going. No pressure for either of us. I like spending time with you. I just want us to have fun, and I want to make up for my awful behavior before. This is getting many things taken care of at once.” His warm, sweet breath clouds my senses as he speaks, and I bite my lip. His gorgeous features turn into a smile. “I’m glad you’re here. Please, enjoy this with me,” he concludes his speech, and I take a deep breath. How candid of him. I can’t find words to fully appreciate every part of what he said, so I give him a huge smile and kiss him. And he kisses me back, holding my face against his.
When my head is spinning, Ethan finally releases me. I nestle into my seat and we can’t stop grinning at each other. However, my smile does fade when I tear my eyes from his face and intercept a frosty glare from a stewardess. It’s clear she’s attracted to Ethan the way she’s subtly ogling him. It’s also clear she’s jealous of me...for obvious reasons. On the last flicker of her intruding glare I keep eye contact with her, reach over and grab Ethan’s face and plant another kiss on his lips.
“What was that about?” Ethan whispers against my mouth, and when I look again, the stewardess is gone.
I pull back and smirk at him. “Just marking my territory,” I reply in good humor, and his expression is slightly stunned and almost...delighted?
“What?” I ask him.
“Nothing,” he replies, shaking his head. For the rest of this flight until we reach New York, every time Ms. Nosy makes an appearance, always sure to get an eyeful of Ethan, I have fun fucking with her. I lean over between our armrest and rub Ethan’s thigh or kiss his neck. He’s not bothered in the least. I think my clear disapproval of her existence on this plane kept her from actually coming and offering us anything.
“Is that her?” He asks at one point.
“Yeah. She won’t stop looking at you,” I snicker, and he laughs as though he hadn’t noticed. When he glances back to her, their eyes meet and I can swear I see her cheeks turn pink. That quickly fades though, when he deliberately grabs my face and kisses me. She doesn’t look this way again.
When we finally land at JFK Airport for our one hour layover, all my teasing started to stir my own desire for Ethan. “Are you hungry?” He asks me, and I look over at him.
“For you,” I say quietly. He smirks and immediately starts looking around. After something catches his eye, he tugs my hand, quickly changing directions. I see him heading for the bathrooms and my heart starts to pound. Near the men’s and women’s entrances, a family bathroom is vacant and inviting. Making sure no one is looking, or heading to use this bathroom, Ethan pulls me inside and locks the door behind us.
Dropping my purse on the floor, I’m smiling wildly as I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands press on my back in a tight embrace and he kisses me fiercely.
“You’re insatiable aren’t you?” He asks against my lips as his hands find the button on my jeans. A flush creeps up my neck at his use of the perfect word.
“Just for you. It’s all your fault,” I mumble, and he smiles and starts yanking down my pants.
“I wasn’t the one teasing me the whole flight,” he says, and turns me around to where I’m facing the wall.
“I can’t help it, I love fucking you,” I confess as my excitement continues to climb. We’re being very naughty in an airport bathroom right now.
“Oh, I’m not gonna fuck you,” Ethan says, standing tall and dominant behind me.
“Why?” I ask, confused and slightly disappointed. His hand reaches down between my thighs from behind as my front is pressed against the wall. I gasp as he wastes no time moving my panties out of his way to rub my wetness.
“I have plans for you later, I don’t want you sore,” he whispers in my ear, kisses my neck and drops to his knees. My heart flutters at his words. He pulls my hips just a little to arch my back and immediately puts his whole mouth on my cunt. I exhale sharply to avoid moaning, my mouth in an ‘O’.
Ethan’s mouth is kissing me hard, his tongue licking in time with his pressure. I reach behind me and grab hold of his hair. My cunt has been aching for his wet friction for the last hour and his movements are perfect. His tongue massages my clit, licks my folds and penetrates my tight pussy. It’s clear he’s trying to get me off quickly, who knows how much time we have. I welcome it. I push my ass into his face and he holds my hips tightly.
Ethan latches onto my clit and sucks, and a moan vibrates in my throat. I love when he does that. I yank his hair closer to me, pushing my hips into him. Without a warning of any kind, Ethan licks widely up my slit and his warm muscle makes contact with my tight ass. I can’t hold back the gasp that escapes my throat.
“Oh my God,” I whisper harshly. He’s only licked my tiny star once before, and just like last time, I feel butterflies crashing into my stomach. I don’t stop him. His sudden intrusion drives me wild, making me feel so wanton. It’s so naughty and different and I want to cum so bad because of it. As if on command, my orgasm begins bubbling inside me, threatening to make an appearance.
“Don’t stop,” I beg Ethan, tugging on his hair. His fingertips press into my hips and he drives his tongue deeper into my budding hole. When I feel his hand come between my legs and press on my clit --and knowing we need to hurry-- I welcome the fire inside me and cum furiously.
“Ahh I’m cumming,” I breathe heavily, my pussy tightening as I combust within. He increases his pressure everywhere for just a moment before quickly standing up and taking my pants with him. I have no time to compose myself as we start to hear people outside the door. My heart is pounding from the aftermath and the sudden stress of being caught. Though, we still can’t help but smile at each other as I quickly button my pants.
Ethan goes to the door and listens for a moment. “I’ll wait out here for you,” he whispers and I nod, praying to God no one’s waiting who would be able to know we were both in here. He doesn’t need to fix his hair or straighten his shirt. Ethan still looks flawless, as though our encounter didn’t jostle him at all. He’s good. He slips through the door and I lock it behind him. As I pick up my purse, I strain my ears to hear anything outside that door. I quickly fix myself in the mirror, making sure I don’t look like I just had an incredible orgasm, and am satisfied when my light makeup still looks perfect.
When I exit the family bathroom, Ethan is waiting for me. We both smile wickedly at each other and when he grabs my hand we start laughing. Turning around the corner we nearly run into an official looking man in a vest with a badge.
“Sorry,” Ethan and I both apologize and step out of his way. He’s looking at us suspiciously and our laughter is as dead as the Titanic. When we get far enough away without the man stopping us, we start laughing again. Damn, the shit we do always makes me terrified and elated. I always feel alive when I’m with Ethan.
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