It All Started With Hatred-Chapter 167: The knocking on the door

The next morning. Pearl woke up a little tired but she used this as an excuse to not go downstairs and meet everyone. After what happened last night. She doesn’t want to see or talk with anyone. She just wanted to go back to the apartment. There she will feel much more comfortable.

"I will bring breakfast here. You stay in bed." Issac said, kissing her forehead.

"Thank you." Pearl said to him. Glad that he didn’t insist on her going downstairs.

"Don’t thank me. It’s my duty to take care of you and this troublemaker that keeps making you sick." He joked about touching her belly, gently rubbing it.

At moments like these., Pearl feels as if nothing matters in this world except for him in her life making her happy.

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"Petal." Ethan warned her.

Petal was mostly necked with a towel covering only her front. Tired to stay still as he applied the lotion on her back and lower body. She tried not to react to his hand that was sensually caressing her back causing her to arch her back or be embarrassed by the fact that she was completely necked in front of him.

Ethan’s hands traced the pink tender skin of the scar on her back wondering if this wound hurt her so much at the time. The wound seemed to have been taken care of carefully. The scar wasn’t too deep or too obvious. Only the pink tender skin can be noticed.

"Does it make you feel uncomfortable?" Ethan asked as he kissed her bare shoulder. Her body was so small. Fragile. Sometimes he fears that if he hugged he might crush her bones.

Petal turned to look at him and shook her head no. Though it wasn’t the first time that Ethan saw that scar, she felt a little uncomfortable. He never asked her about this scar and she wondered why. Some part inside of her was happy that he didn’t. She doesn’t want him to know how she received this scar. She didn’t want to remember the bad memories.

Petal’s body arched unconsciously when she felt his lips kissing her lower back. It was one of her sensitive spots.

"Relax." He whispered in her ear as hugged her from behind.

Feeling the fabric of his clothes touching her bareback. Petal couldn’t help but shiver. There’s no way that her body wouldn’t react to this when they’re in this position. Hugging the towel close to her body. She looked up at him.

"Your body is shivering though you’re warm." Ethan pointed, running his hands over her bare arms.

A blush appeared on her cheeks. She won’t be like this if he stopped touching her everywhere. He was the one who seduced her and yet he was playing innocent. So she tried to not give it to him.

Ethan lowered his head taking in her good smell. She smells like an apricot. Lush and sweet, like the fruit. Her body shifted uncomfortably in his arms and he knew the reason for it.

Looking at the time. He smiled. They still have two hours before the time of her school. His hands moved lower to her waist. Gently rubbing it before a hand snake between her thighs.

Petal’s breath hitched in her throat. She knew what he’s going to do and she didn’t stop him. How can she when his touch sends her body to the peak of pleasure every time he touches her?

Ten minutes later, PetaI was laying on her back. Patting and gasping for air as he lapped on her sex with his tongue. It was broad daylight and Ethan found no shame in pleasuring her with him between her legs, eating her out.

He licked repeatedly on her sensitive bud as he held her thighs in place. His sinful tongue entered her wet sex moving around inside of her as her body squirmed under him but he kept it in place. Occasionally he shifted from sucking her sensitive bud to entering her sex that was dripping with need.

Ethan liked to slowly pleasure her. He loved seeing her face flushed. Her chest rose and fell, gasping for air. Pleading him with her eyes every time their eyes met. But the slower he was the more pleasure she felt and the more intensely her orgasm hit her.

Knock... Knock... Knock

Hearing the knock on the door. Petal panicked trying to stop Ethan but he wasn’t going to stop. He had locked the door for these reasons.

Petal body who was drawing in the sea of pleasure that his lips and tongue provided her. Tried to fight against it and bring the man who was looking at her with dark eyes as he lapped on her fluids but he didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that someone was knocking on the door.

Her protests stopped and were replaced with her heavy breathing when he quickened his tongue movements inside of her and brought his hand to her sensitive bud. Roughly rubbing it.

Petal threw her head back as her hands tangled between his soft hair. Gripping on it as she felt her insides pulsing before it clenched and unclenched feeling her climax nearing. Her toes curled up and her hips rose off the bed as she orgasmed on his lips. Warmth gushing out of her.

Knock... Knock... Knock. The knocking continued but nobody seemed to be noticing it.

Ethan didn’t stop there. He licked her clean. Drinking everything that she offered. She tasted so good and couldn’t get enough from her.

Eventually. The knocking stopped but the couple couldn’t get enough of each other. After a long season of passionate lovemaking. Where Petal desperately warped her arms around his neck hoping that the man above would have mercy on her.

"I’m sorry. But you were so cute. I couldn’t stop myself." Ethan apologized looking at the state she was in because of her.

Petal was sitting on his lap. Resting her head on his shoulder exhausted by their intense lovemaking. Ethan thinks that she was angry at him but she wasn’t. She loved it when he held her in his arms. It’s just that she doesn’t know how to express her emotions.