Ethan and I lazily lounge about on his couch Sunday morning talking about every little thing in life including future plans. It was super early for a Sunday with it only being eight in the morning, but having woken him up at the crack of dawn due to my own personal routine, it got the day started sooner than expected.

"My realtor friend got back to me with a list of possible choices for your art gallery and they're all in your price range." He mentions as he scrolls through his emails on his phone as I stand to go back to the kitchen to take our plates of the breakfast I had cooked for us this morning.

"Yeah? Are they decent looking or run down?" I ask as I begin to wash the dishes in the sink.

"Most are decent." He gets up and walks over to me, wrapping his arms around me as I lather up the pan I used, "You don't have to clean. I can do that." He nuzzles his face into my neck.

"It's only a few dishes and I know how you don't like to have a dirty sink. You respect my home by taking off your shoes at the door so I'll respect yours by cleaning up the dirty dishes I had." I turn my head to give him one quick kiss. "So when could we go look at them in person?"

"Hmm..." He pulls back and starts looking at the email again, "Next weekend possibly. I'll send him an email to set something up."

"Oh!" I exclaim out of nowhere, shocking him a bit, "Did you ever get your tux for the wedding? Kinsley would kill us both if you didn't."

He chuckles and nods his head, "I picked it up before I came to see you at the bridal shop."

Exhaling heavily, I let my shoulders sag and finish drying off the last dish. Kinsley and Lucas had asked both of us to be in their wedding as a groomsmen and bridesmaid months ago, putting us to walk down the aisle together. All of our friends have been subtly trying to hook us up since Ethan and I became close friends so when I was nonchalantly told this bit of information, I wasn't one bit surprised. The irony only being that we are actually a couple now.

"I just have to get mine altered a bit." I state as I dry off my hands and neatly fold up the towel. Turning to face him, I look at his shirtless torso and take a deep sigh, "I love it when you walk around without a shirt."

"I love you." He smiles up at me, setting down his phone. It's not the first time he's said this to me. He's confessed his love and would randomly remind me of this throughout our entire friendship, but this time, I'm compelled to do something I haven't ever done.

With my heart aching and my pulse racing, I step a bit closer to him and slowly wrap my arms around his neck, "I love you too, Ethan."

"Yeah?" His breathing shallows a bit as he looks at me with wonder in his eyes, "Like how I love you or..."

"I'm in love with you." I smile proudly.

With one swift movement, his hands lock around my thighs while his lips crash into mine as he lifts me on to his waist. Still kissing me and smiling as he walks us to his bedroom, he kicks open the door and we both go crashing onto the mattress in excitement.

Hovering over me, he looks down at me with his still messy bed head hair and sparkling chocolate brown eyes while flashing that dimpled smile that always seems to be even whiter next to his tanned skin. Cutely peppering kisses all along my face and neck, they begin to ease into something more sensual as I feel his warm tongue run over my skin.

Still only wearing his button up shirt and my panties, he rips the shirt open, popping the buttons along the way. My chest heaves in anticipation as I look down, watching him taste my humid skin.

"You just ruined your shirt." I breathe out.

"I'll buy another one." He monotonously brushes it off.

"It's your favorite shirt." I inhale sharply as his tongue runs down the center of my torso, making my hips buck and he takes the opportunity to remove my lingerie.

"Don't...care." He mumbles against my skin as he begins to kiss my inner thigh.

The warmth of his tongue contrasts against the cool air conditioned room as he licks and sucks on the delicate skin, leaving small purple marks along the way. I moan out in approval with each moment that he gets closer and closer to my waiting sex.

Boring his eyes into mine as my lips part with anticipation and my breath quickens, his mouth covers my mound with a skill and hunger that makes me cry out in pleasure. Groaning at the sounds I'm making for him, he pushes my knees up and spreads me wide for him to grant himself full access to me while he flicks his tongue and sucks on my throbbing clit.

Holy shit, he's a quick learner! He was never bad at anything, but he has been listening to everything I've said I liked or have positively reacted to. He's especially been much more assertive and it's been giving me everything I've physically needed. If he can put his past aside to learn me, I can do the same for him.

Reaching in between my legs, I grip onto his hair with a bit of force and push him closer as my hips roll onto his mouth. His moans on my slick folds send a vibration to my core as he feasts on me like it was his last meal.

"Fuck!" I squeal as he slides in two long digits and curls them against that sensitive spot. He doesn't respond with words, but delves in with a stronger tongue at the same time he presses deep inside of me and his fingers in to the knuckle. "You're going to make me come." I whine as I throw my head back onto the bed.

"Mmhmm." He moans appreciatively as he feels my walls begin to tighten and with a fast flick of his tongue, he starts to curl his fingers quickly. It takes mere seconds for me to climax as I grab onto anything I can and my legs twitch beside his handsome face.

Raising up with a smirk, his lips and chin are covered in my juices and he's got that freshly fucked out hair that makes my blood boil. I coax him closer to me with a crook of my finger and he crawls up the bed until his hips are placed in between my thighs. The stiffness I feel on my pulsating mound makes me suck in a sharp breath of air as he pushes on to me and watches my blissed out expression.

"I want you." I say through a breathy moan before I slowly lick the remains of my undoing off of his bottom lip.

"Mm," He rolls his hips again, "you want me?" He teases.

"Need. I need you." I groan as I lock my legs around his waist.

"How do you need me?" He smiles as he softly sucks and licks my neck. My nipples pressing against his smooth skin make me crave him even more.

"Lay on your back." I instruct while I remove my legs from their vice grip hold.

Doing as I demanded, he rolls over and lays flat on his back. Quickly pushing down his basketball shorts and underwear that he had slept in while I slip his shirt off of my shoulders, he licks his sex swollen lips and smiles when he can still taste me. His muscles contract as he reaches out for me to help ease him of his own needs.

With my back to him, I straddle his hips and face the foot of the bed. He smacks my ass and grips it into both of his hands as he spreads me to watch me sink down onto him, both of us gasping at the fullness.

"Fuck, you're so wet." He hisses as I lower my head in between his legs and bounce on his extremely hard dick. Flexing his hips upwards, he goes deeper inside of me and fucks me while I'm riding him. "You look so fucking sexy."

"You feel so good baby." I moan as I sit back up, rocking my hips to grind against him.

Grabbing a handful of my hair, he pulls my head backwards and reaches around to massage my full breasts. My ultra sensitive nipples make a shock wave shiver down to my core.

"I want to see you." He grounds out into my ear as he sits up, pulling my head back towards his mouth.

I slip off of him and lay back with my legs spread wide and impatiently waiting for him. As he positions himself, he hooks one leg around his ass while he places the other on his shoulder and begins to flex inside of me as I moan out his praises.

Punishing my walls, he doesn't go easy on me as if I'm being disciplined for taking such a long time to give him a chance while at the same time, finally fully claiming me as his. Yesterday, he made sweet and passionate love to me after wanting to make our relationship official. But today, he's making sure I walk funny afterwards.

His eyes lock on mine and a beautifully sinister smile curls at the corner of his lips, "You're such a good girl."

"Mmhmm," I shriek as he thrusts into me harder.

"So fucking tight. You like that? You like when I fuck you like this?" He growls with gritted teeth.

"Hell yes." I moan as he lowers himself to capture my lips.

The words he's saying as he pumps into me make me tighten even more around him while his hips continue to flex against that spot that's surely going to push me to my demise. Holy shit he feels amazing! Every time we have sex, it gets better and better like he's only ever giving me a bit more to make me more excited for the next time and it makes me curious as to what his full potential actually is. I never know what to expect or when it will even happen, but I certainly get anxious for him.

Lifting my other leg, he catches it and holds both of my ankles together in the air as he watches himself disappear inside of me over and over again. Fuck, I don't know how much longer I can hold back. I don't know if I even have that option. Lowering his right hand, he pushes my legs towards my chest and slaps my ass so hard that it makes me yelp at the sensation. With power and sheer ecstasy, he fucks me even deeper while beginning to rub my clit with his thumb. Unable to contain myself, I scream out his name as I come so hard that it feels like my entire body is pulsating and my hearing begins to momentarily drown out.

"Fuck!" He spits out as he feels me squeeze around him.

Covering my face with my hands, I begin to giggle at my own shock. I hadn't came this hard since...well...

He chuckles along with me and flips me over so that I'm laying flat on my stomach, "Ass up baby girl." He demands as he pulls me back to him. I struggle to pull myself up on both my hands and knees, but before I can even sturdy myself, he's pushing my head back down to the mattress. "I said...ass up." He scolds as his hands spread me and he slides back in to the hilt.

Gripping on to my backside, he slams into me over and over causing me to bite down on the bedspread beneath me. With my walls continuing to contract, I feel every single inch of this handsome, sweet, and caring man pumping in and out of me.

"Baby...fuck!" I mumble into the bed.

"Say it." He demands slowing his pace, but somehow going even deeper. My whole body prickles with every roll of his hips as if he's dancing with me instead of having sex. "Say it." He sweetly says this time.

Grabbing my hair and snaking an arm underneath my waist, he lifts me back towards him. Pulling me down with each thrust, his mouth sucks on my neck and his tongue grazes the shell of my ear.

"I love you...I love you, Ethan." I whine with each kiss of his lips on my tingling skin.

He groans out at the words helplessly leaving me as he commanded, "I love you so much." He whispers as he pulls me down to push in deeper, coating my womb with his seed.

We both sit there for a second, sloppily kissing and panting in a rhythmic way until we're breathless. Lifting me off of him, he gently lays me back down on the bed and kisses me a few more times before walking off to the bathroom.

Once we're both cleaned up, we snuggle into each other for a moment before even getting dressed. My phone buzzes on the nightstand, but I don't even care about looking at it. I'm content in his embrace and feeling like I'm the happiest I've been in years. My phone buzzes twice more and I groan out in disapproval as I sit up so that I can shut it up.

His door bell rings, forcing him to slide off of the comfort of the bed and put back on his underwear and basketball shorts as he throws me a T-Shirt and a pair of my shorts to slip on as well just in case.

"I'll be right back." He smiles and leans over to kiss my forehead.

Once the soft cotton graphic T-Shirt with his college logo written across it is slipped over my head, I finally grab my phone to see what the hell is going on.

Uncle Kim:
I'll be there this upcoming weekend.

Uncle Kim:
I hope to see you.

Uncle Kim:
I have a surprise for you.

"Surprise?" I whisper as I re-read his last text message. My mind instantly trails off to Taehyung, but I quickly shake the thought. As much as my heart will always have him in it, my heart now flutters for the man in the other room.

I can't wait to see you!
Text me before your flight.

The bedroom door flies open, making me pop my head up and jump in shock at the sudden intrusion, but it all makes total sense when I see the smiling face looking back at me.

"So you and my bestie are official and neither one of you told me?" Antonio chastises me as he skips over and wraps me in a hug, pulling me down on to the bed.

"I tried to tell him that you might not be dressed." Ethan apologetically mentions.

Giggling at all of Antonio's affection, I lift my head up to look at the sickeningly handsome boyfriend of mine. "It's okay. He's already seen me naked anyway."

Ethan's mouth drops as his eyes flit between the two of us. Antonio does a wiggle with his shoulders while pursing his lips together in a teasing fashion. I smack him on the ass and push him off of me playfully so that I can sit back up and put my hair up with the tie on my wrist.

"Perks of being the gay friend." Antonio says. "I got to see your girl naked before you ever did."

I hide my face in embarrassment as I remember that drunken night he, Madison, Megan and I all went skinny dipping at a hotel pool we broke into on my twenty first birthday. If only Ethan had stayed around just a bit longer, he probably would have seen me naked back then too.

"Anyway!" I mumble into my palms before showing my reddened face, "Can we get out of this bedroom? Unless you two want to have a threesome."

"Oh God no!" They both repulsively shout in unison as Ethan quickly walks out and Antonio flies off of the bed to leave out right behind him.

"Works every time." I giggle as I, too, weakly walk towards the living room.