CHAPTER FORTY ONE

▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮

we luv hockey (players)

stassie😜
girls night.

stassie😜
tmr after the game

stassie😜
@ sofia's place

stassie😜
who's with me!?!?!?!?!?!?

sofia
what drugs did you take babe?

lola🤍
fr and can you give me some?

sofia
lo we talked abt this...

lola🤍
sorry😔

sofia
so why are you insisting a girls night?

sofia
and why are you volunteering my house?

stassie😜
it's an apartment first of all, get your facts straight

sofia
i think both of you guys have spent too much time around rut

lola🤍
he makes life more entertaining what can we say🤷‍♀️

stassie😜
^ he's quite the chuckle master i'll give him that!

sofia
ain't no way you just said "chuckle master"....

stassie😜
oops?

lola🤍
there's something she needs to tell us that's why she's being weird

sofia
how tf can you tell😭😭

lola🤍
YEARS of practice...

sofia
she's gone silent

lola🤍
it's bc she knows i have her figured out

stassie😜
ur good lo...

lola🤍
so that's a yes!

lola🤍
what do you have to tell us......

stassie😜
it's a surprise🙈

sofia
hm

lola🤍
you're back with ethan aren't you

sofia
AINT NO WAY

sofia
YOU ARE?????

lola🤍
he picked her up on saturday to "talk" and she was gone for about 3 hours...

sofia
SHUT UP RIGHT NOW

sofia
ethan finally redeemed himself???????

lola🤍
i would say more than redeemed considering bitch came back to the dorm w hickeys all over and couldn't stop smiling

sofia
i'm speechless rn

stassie😜
ok so now what's the point of having a girls night

lola🤍
SHES NOT DENYING MY ALLEGATIONS

stassie😜
girls night tmr after the game.

stassie😜
that's all i'm saying. good bye.

sofia
holy shit i cant

sofia
i cant believe this

sofia
idk if i need to give ethan a stern talking to or like if i should be happy for u

lola🤍
ethan's scared of me either way so🤷‍♀️

sofia
wait

sofia
does that mean my bbg isn't a virgin anymore 🥹🥹

stassie😜
oh my GOD you guys are so annoying

lola🤍
she didn't deny it!!

sofia
AHHHHHHHHHHHH

stassie😜
do not disturb is going on.

THE PAST FEW days have been nothing but that oasis Anastasia found herself escaping to all too often during the month of November. The willow trees branches that danced in the wind, creating sounds that only the two of them could hear, that they could dance mindlessly to. The purple light that seemed to seep through the clouds that decorated the sky, encapsualting them in time, freezing them in the moment that she craved to experience. The softness of his touch against her skin, almost as soft as the plush grass that rubbed against her back, as her lover trailed his lips further and further down her writhing body. Quiet murmurs of reassurance, of love tumbling from his lips and into the sweet air of the oasis that became a reality for her in the matter of seconds.

Love with Ethan Edwards was anything and everything she couldn've ever hoped for. It exceeded her expectations, and made her mind fuzzy every time he was around. Whether it be after practice, when it wasn't just them who were in the surrounding area, she couldn't help but feel giddy when she saw his smiling face ascend up the stairs– his hair sweaty and his body seeming so much larger due to the pads that he wore underneath his practice jersey. Or, while they were out with their friends, her leg draped over his thigh as he traced his fingers up and down her calf lovingly, which allowed her to be lost in the feeling. The feeling of laughing with her friends at a joke Dylan told, or when Rutger failed miserably at flirting with the waitress, and the man she loved at her side. It was everying she imagined, everything she believed she deserved.

But quite possibly, the time she felt most giddy, was when he was on top of her, his head buried in her neck, his breath fanning against her hot skin as she grinded her hips against his, trying to bring back the feeling euphoria she just felt before he pulled out. Her arms wrapped around him, as he was trying to catch his breath. Her fingers tangling themselves in his hair, while her other hand trailed her nails down his spine. It was a feeling of ecstacy like no other– skin against skin, chests heaving, desperate to inflate their lungs quicker than they allowed. Golden light radiated from the two bodies, both of their minds caught up in their post-orgasm dazed state.

She liked the feeling of him on top of her, the heaviness of his body providing a comfort that she couldn't explain. His room was like their realistic version of an oasis, a hideout where they could love each other in secret, hidden from judgement or manipulation.

The two of them decided to keep their resumed relationship a secret from their friends. They didn't want to deal with the bombarding questions, or the constant jokes that Rutger and Luca would undoubtedly crack. It wasn't that they didn't trust their friends, or that they were scared, it was just they were basking in the ambience that their love provided them. Their reciprocated love was something neither of them thought would happen, not when Alyssa was sat on his lap, not when she felt her heart break at the silence from his end, and especially not when Mark was so against her getting with any of his teammates in the first place.

Anastasia was quite honestly surprised when Ethan told her about how he held him as he cried the night of the last party. But what warmed her heart wasn't the fact that he was crying over how much he loved her, it was the fact that Mark, the man who was like a brother to her, held him; when just a few days priot to that, he wanted nothing more than to rip his head clean off his body. She remembers how Mark wasn't all that mad as she thought he would be; and it could've been the fact that over the entire duration of Thanksgiving Break she was on the brink of tears, but nonetheless, it showed how even though she broke the one rule he requested she follows, he was leniant towards her. He saw how much Ethan meant to her, heard how hard she cried, and how even while she was swiping through pictures of them on her phone, ones that she could never get herself to delete, the sad smile that tugged on the corner of her lips each time she saw him on her phone.

The clock that sat on his bedside table read 6:29 pm in thin, red lines. The sun had already fallen across the sky, cascading the darkness of the night over the city of Ann Arbor. The team had an early afternoon practice that day, since Coach Naurato wanted to give them time to rest before the game tomorrow. It was currently the week before finals, the week before the first semester of her freshman year ended. She wasn't necesarrily sad over the fact, she was more relieved than anything. Not having to worry about homework for three weeks, or running to get to Yost from across campus in time to stretch anyone who had a stiff shoulder. She was looking forward to her favorite time of year, the relaxation of it all.

Like the touch of the purest of angels, Ethan's lips danced across her slightly sweaty skin, light and delicate, waking her from her pointless thoughts. "I love you," low baritone husked, his arms by her head once more like they were before he collapsed on top of her. Anastasia felt her breath hitch in her throat, he was so beautiful. His body free of any clothing, his cheeks pale, a small smile on his swollen lips as he smiled down at the girl he loved. She scrunched up her nose, a fluttering feeling swelling in her stomach at the words he spoke with such confidence. "I love you more," she teased, her fingers now dancing along his sides, her nails lightly scratching him like she knew he liked.

Ethan mocked her nose scrunch, "Impossible," he muttered lowly, his face hovering just inches above hers. His hair fanned from his forehead, as he teased her lips with his, Anstasia relished in the feeling of his mouth just milimeters from hers, the intamacy of it all, the fact that their naked bodies were still pressed together in the most delightful of ways. "Oh really?" she quirked, her voice not reaching above a whisper. She felt his breath fanning against her lips, one of an airy chuckle escaping him. "Really," he rushed out, before capturing her mouth with his.

It wasn't one that was quickened by urgency, or one that was the meaningless goodbye. It was paced, as every emotion that the that either of them felt, good or bad, was meshing together in the most addicting of ways. A kiss that only two lovers could share, the dovtion, the time, the agonizing pain that both of them went through. And the most prominent: finally. Finally the safe haven that both of them craved so desperately. Her top lip caught between his, her fingers lightly tugging on the roots of his hair, which caused him to groan lowly into her mouth. She smiled into the kiss, pulling away so that she could trail her lips over his cheek, finally kissing every beautiful birth mark the decorated his angelic face.

His eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of her being so gentle with him. His lips soft against the skin of his face, her hips lightly bucking up into his that he probably wouldn't have noticed the movement if his senses weren't in overdrive. Her touch was like a drug, the feeling of her fingers in his hair, her breasts firmly pressed against his chest was something that only he got to experience. The fact that no one had seen Anastasia Green the way that he has made him feel on top of the world. Like he had gone to heaven and back.

She whined against the collum of his throat as her hips contiuned against his. Dragging back and forth along his hardening cock, the tip of it catching her clit just right that she felt pathetic that the knot in her stomach was already tightening. She felt the vibrations of a chuckle come from his throat, his hand coming to grab her jaw, "You're getting off on my cock again, baby?" He smirked, looking down to see her hips moving against his dick, her abs flexing with her movements. She nodded her head weakly, her eyes fluttering closed as she focused on the pit that was growing rapidly. Her hands wrapped around his wrist, moving his hand down that held her jaw, to her neck.

Once again, he was taken aback by her actions, the boldness of them. But he couldn't help but let out a husky grown at the sight of her practically begging him to choke her. He squeezed the sides of her neck slightly, his fingers just pressing lightly over her pulse, so that he didn't hurt his pretty girl. She let out a staggered whimper, her hips moving faster along his cock, her eyebrows furrowing each time his tip rubbed against her clit. "How much do you love me?" He questioned, wanted nothing more than to hear the confession fall from her lips as she came. She darted her tongue out to wet her lips, swallowing harshly against his palm that was over her throat. "So much,"

Ethan quirked his head, pressing his hips further into his so that she could finally get the release she was so suddenly desperate for. "Yeah?" He squeezed a little harder against the sides of her neck; he was careful, making sure he didn't bruise her or hurt her in any way shape or form. She was far too important to him. He loved her too much.

The knot in her stomach only tightened at his antagnizing words. He knew how much she loved him, he was just doing this because he loved watching her stuttering out a response when her mind was too lost in the pleasure that he was making her feel. "I do, I love you, so, so, much," she moaned out, her body teetering on the edge of something that she craved. He hummed, his chest constricting at the words that tumbled from her lips that were parted in pleasure. "I love you too," he leaned down to place a slow kiss on her lips, the sounds of her euphoric-state her muffled into his mouth. "Now go ahead and make yourself come, pretty girl. You can do it,"

His words were sinful, his tone only egging her on closer and closer to what she most desired. Her eyes fluttered open, the edges of her vision spotting as she looked up at him. The way he gazed down at her lovingly, his chain that dangled in front of her like a pendalum, his hair that slightly damp with sweat, and the way his hand squeezed just right on the sides of her neck. The overcoming feeling of love was floating in the air, leaving the atmosphere around them filled with nothing but affection and delicacy. She was a goner.

He watched as her body twitched in pleasure, as the strength of her oragsm washed over her. Her eyes squeezing shut tightly, seeing nothing but white hot elation behind her eyelids. He pressed his lips to hers, swallowing each whimper, each moan, every heavy breath as she came. His hand trailed down from her neck, before he founds hers. Their fingers intertwined beside her head, their mouths still connected in a sensual kiss, as he squeezed her hands, hoping and praying that he knew just how much he truly loved her. Her hips ceased their movement against his, leaving him painfully hard after she just used him to get off. But that didn't matter to him, he'd rather suffer silently if that meant he could spend more time with his pretty girl.

Ethan pulled away slightly, "You are amazing, you know that right?" he mumbled against her lips, before he hovered over her completely, so that he could look at just how beautiful she looked in his bed. Her collar bones and neck littered in small love bites, her cheeks flushed and spotted with freckles that he thought were just so adorable, her green eyes that were widened and blown with lust and love.

She scrunched her nose playfully, "You're being cheesy, Eddie," He smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he just basked in the moment, taking in how incredle the woman he loved was. "Let me be cheesy," he squeezed her hands yet again, before he placed a quick kiss to her nose. She turned her head to look at the clock, to see that it was still only early into the night. Her favorite time of the day, ironically. "You got somewhere to be?" He questioned, hoping that she didn't have to leave his bed, that they could stay there until the end of time.

"No, but I promised Mackie we'd watch a couple episodes of Friends," she trailed off dreamily, her eyes trailing over his face. She watched as a slight pout settled on his lips. She giggled, "What? I'm giving you time to fix your little problem," she glanced down to where his erection poked at her thigh. Ethan rolled his eyes, "Or you could fix it for me?" "Not happening."

She laughed as he got up from the bed and made his way to the bathroom, his naked figure disappering behind the wall as the sound of the shower coming to life made itself known to her. She leaned over to grab her phone, scrolling through the missed messages that Lola and Sofia left her, filled with questions about anything and everything that they would talk about tomorrow night after the game. And when her eyes glimmered over the notification, it was like her consciousness was warning her of what was yet to come.

alyssabrown01 has followed you!

AUTHOR'S NOTE

cliffhanger bc...

fuck you guys😼

yes, we are back to the cliffhangers. yes, the smut in this chapter was unplanned. yes, ethan does have an innocence kink (what are you gonna do about it?). yes, mackie is her favorite soph (besides ethan & mark). yes, we get a girls night chapter. and yes, the first semester of this book DOES indeed come to an end in four more chapters.

this was kinda a filler but nonetheless a very fun and horny filler so idrc😹
but that doesn't mean i don't need validation. i still need validation guys bc i crave it.

and a little update on the quinn hughes book that no one asked about: it will be published on august first! i have already pre written a couple chapters and i'm IN LOVE with this story. i cant wait for you guys to read it

as always, don't forget to drink water, take ur meds, and masturbate 😘😘