Third Person's POV
"What are you thinking?! This is not the time for this…What if we get caught?"
Her scolding gaze met with his, though it inadvertently travelled downward and lingered on his visible, twitching penis.
Almost against her will, her hand moved, and her fingers properly closed around that formidable cock.
A shy, yet deeply amused smile spread across her lips, and she leaned up with her whisper so low Ethan had to strain to hear it, the warmth of her breath tickling his ear.
"And control this bad boy of yours… we could get caught so easily because of his... eagerness."
In response, Ethan only chuckled warmly as he understood the practical gravity of her warning, even though his body thrummed with denial and his dick trembled with the desire to pierce her pussy.
With a final, possessive squeeze of her white ass, he released her and moved back, sitting up on the edge of the bed.
