17 Marks morning view

We grab only what we need for tonight, after finding Ethan's bag, and head inside. Mark is passed out on the couch in the living room, cutting logs with his chain saw snore.

Ethan whispered to me, "Go ahead and shower while I cover him up, I'll join you in a minute."

Giggling at Mark's snort before he starts snoring again, I nod and make my way up to the bathroom. I get the water warm, hop in and begin to lather myself up. Ethan walks in and is sliding into the shower behind me in seconds. I step over so he can wash up while I finish washing my legs and feet.

"Here let me get your back, you missed a spot." Ethan holds his hand out for my loofa, knowing that I love it when he scrubs my back.

I hum as scrubs my back in firm, small circles, getting a back scratch while getting clean feels so good. He presses a little harder on my lower back, making me groan as I notice the tense muscles forming. The loofa disappears, replaced by just Ethan's hands working circles of tense muscle out of my back.

I lean against the wall of the shower, allowing him to see what he's working on clearer. It doesn't take long till I feel his member harden and begin to poke at me. I wiggle my ass, pressing it against his hardon.

"Oh really?" Ethan chuckles, letting his member poke back.

His cock knocks on my back door, making me pull away and lean farther over.

Ethan laughs, holding me by my hips, moving his cock up and down my cheeks teasing both of my holes. He watches himself enter me, pulling one cheek up and out, making our joining visible. He groans as I moan, loving how he fills me up and makes me feel worshipped like a goddess but also makes me feel like his dirty whore, the way he fucks me.

He reaches around and rubs my clit, pulling my chest up to fondle my breast in one hand. I lift one of my legs, setting it on the lip of the shelf in the shower, giving him better access to shove his hard cock into me.

He forces me against the wall, slamming into me from behind, "Rub your clit for me baby." Ethan growls against my ear, nipping at my lobe sending a wave of euphoria through me.

I do as he instructs, playing with my clit, reaching farther down to feel him fucking me between my fingers. Ethan groans at the added sensation. I return my fingers to my clit, rubbing it in steady circles.

"Ethan, I'm going to cum...." I warn him feeling it coming on quickly. I slow my hand down, when he pulls out. "Hey?!" I voice my dismay, only for him to turn the water off and pick me up and throw me over his shoulder.

"Ethan!" I whisper yell at him, smack his back, "Put me down so I can wrap myself in a towel!"

He grabs a towel, throwing it over my bare ass, laughing as I wiggle in his arms as he takes me to his bedroom.

He tosses me on the bed and I go to sit up and scold him, only he's on his knees in front of me, diving between my legs, effectively shutting me up the rest of night.

The bright light of early morning sun wakes me up as it burns the inside of my eyelids. Groaning, I roll over and cuddle up to Ethan's chest. He wraps his arm around me and sighs.

"I hate to say it babe, but we need to get up." Ethan groans as he hears footsteps coming up the stairs.

The deep, scratchy voice of Mark, Ethan's childhood friend, comes through the door, "Hey you two, you decent? Or should I give you a minute and wait for you downstairs? We need to talk before we do this."

Ethan croaks in his early morning voice, "We'll be down in a few minutes, just woke up man."

Marks voice comes through again, "I'll make some coffee then, see you in a few."

His footsteps can be heard as he turns and heads downstairs. Ethan pulls me closer and kisses me on the forehead, than smacks my ass, playfully.

"Hey!" I rub my stinging ass cheek, sitting up pouting, "Why did you have to smack my ass?"

His response is just a shit-eating grin on his face, smug as can be.

Muttering to myself, I stand and grab my bag to get dressed, "Starting shit you can't finish..."

"Who's says I can't?" Ethan stands up and struts over to me, in all his early morning glory, standing proudly at attention.

"Mark is waiting for us downstairs?" I say, flushing and looking in the direction of door.

He pulls me to him, pressing his hard body against mine, whispering into my ear, "Guess that means you better keep quiet."

"Ethan..." I start, but he just smiles, and directs our bodies in the direction of the bed, then turns me around and bends me over.

I may have started to protest, but easily spread my legs, already wet from the excitement of having someone who could hear us nearby.

He slid into me, my wet entrance was waiting for him, ready to go.

We both moaned softly as he seated himself within me, as deeply as he could go. His hands went to my shoulders and pulled me farther back on to him.

"Oh...." I moaned a little louder than I should have.

"Shhh," Ethan hushed, "Otherwise someone will hear you..."

He then began to hold my shoulders, keeping me bent over, as he rammed his hard cock into me. I have to bite my own lips to keep from moaning, even those seem loud in my ears though.

Ethan releases my shoulders, letting me shove my face into the mattress, as he rams into me, pounding away like a jackhammer.

"Fuck, baby. You feel so damn good.." Ethan grunts, feeling me tightening around his cock.

I cling to the blankets for dear life, as I try to stifle my intense orgasm, rifling through my body.

"Yeah that's right baby, cum on my cock." Ethan gasps as I do, surprised by the spasming my walls are doing. "Oh damn.... you like trying to be quiet... I wonder..." He mumbles as I feel his thumb slide to where our bodies join, entering in with his thrust, making me give a muffled cry of surprise.

His thumb runs over my taint and circles my asshole, applying pressure to it. When I back my ass up to meet his thrusts, he chuckles.

"Yeah, you want me to stick my thumb in your ass, baby? " He asks, putting more of my fluids around my tight little hole.

"Yes.. give it to me.." I gasp out, loving the teasing pressure and the sensations it gives me.

"Oh yeah, give it to you... You want it that badly?" He asks, pressing a little farther, stretching it to accommodate his probing digit.

"Yes, I do... stick it in my ass, baby." I moan.

He presses it inside my hole and I'm cumming again, He removes his fingers and thrusts furiously into me, moaning out his own release.

"Good morning, Sam." Ethan whispers, breathless against the skin of my back.

"Morning Ethan." I giggle back at him.

"Shall we go make ourselves, presentable?" He chuckles, kissing my back along my spine.

"Mmmm, yeah. We need to go figure out how we're going to help Pa." I remind him.

"Yeah, let's go get these thieving assholes." Ethan tenses and pulls himself out from me. Giving my ass a good smack.

"Hey! Remember that's how this all started!" I scold him, rubbing my stinging cheek again.

He chuckles, "Oh I didn't forget." He sticks his tongue out at me and walks naked to the bathroom.

I hear suddenly Mark's voice from downstairs. "DAMN IT ETHAN! I COULD HAVE GONE WITH OUT SEEING YOUR DAMN DICK SWINGING THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING!"

Ethan's laughter echo's from the hall, as I burst into a fit of giggles myself.