The moment she got home, Indy took off her shirt. Going with just a bra was much more comfortable. She set her master playlist on shuffle and turned it up as loud as it could go. She texted Ethan before she set down her phone.
*I'm home, front door is unlocked ;)*
Seconds later, she got a response.
*On my way! cutie*
Grabbing a spoon, she spun around the kitchen and shouted and danced to the lyrics. She didn't even hear the front door open.
She didn't know he was there until he was behind her, hands bracketing her waist. Her voice broke off and she leaned back into his chest.
"Whatcha doing?" he murmured into her ear.
Indy smirked and said "enjoying myself. Messing around."
Ethan's hands tightened around her. The way her hips pushed back into his was not an accident.
"Mind if I mess around with you?" he asked.
She responded by pushing her ass back into him even more and tilting her head to expose more of her neck.
"Good girl," Ethan whispered against her skin before grabbing a fistful of her hair. He pulled it so that she was turned the right way for him to kiss and suck and lick his way up her neck. He smiled when her breathing hitched.
When he met her lips she turned the rest of her body so that they were flush against each other. The kiss was needy and passionate. Indy swiped her tongue over his lips and put her arms around him. With one hand, he lightly dragged his nails across her back, making her shiver a little. He grabbed her ass with the other hand and pushed his growing erection against her.
The hand on her back drifted to her bra. Ethan skillfully undid the clasp like he had many times before and they stepped back from each other. She slid it off her arms and onto the floor. He smiled at the fading hickeys on her tits, thinking of last time they were alone. He had beautiful pictures of her chest covered in his cum and the fresh hickeys he'd given her.
They moved towards each other at the same time. Indy immediately reached for his cock while Ethan went for her tits. A small sound escaped her lips when he made contact with her nipples. He brushed his thumbs over them, and they quickly became hard from her arousal.
Indy was already having trouble focusing on stroking him through his shorts. She was getting impatient too. When he started to move to replace one of his hands with his mouth, she stopped him.
"Less clothing," was all she said before she grabbed the bottom of Ethan's shirt and discarded it. She went to remove his shorts but he was faster. He undid her button and zipper and pulled down her shorts. Indy was in nothing but a light blue thong.
"Perfect." Ethan brought a hand down on her ass. She gasped at the unexpected flare of pain.
She didn't meet his eyes when she whispered "harder."
"What was that?" he asked, trailing a finger up her neck so she'd look at him.
"Harder," she said louder.
He slapped her ass again, harder this time like how he knows she likes it. Indy moaned at the sting. She hoped there would be a handprint.
Ethan hooked his thumbs around the top of the flimsy thong and pulled them down around her ankles.
"Should we go somewhere more comfortable?" He gestured around the kitchen and family room.
"I don't care," she breathed. He shouldn't have expected an actual answer.
Ethan placed a hand on her chest and guided her to the nearest wall. Once she was against it, he gathered her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head. Indy pushed against his grip just so he would hold her tighter. He was very close to her, with one hand holding her wrists and the other lazily brushing her inner thigh. She squirmed at the teasing touches.
"You must be horny or something," he muttered. He knew her body like the back of his hand. She was obviously horny.
"No. I'm not," she said defEthantly.
"Don't lie." The hand on her thigh stopped moving and came to rest between them, but not quite touching her.
Her breathing was very deep and shaky. They stayed like that, neither willing to give up ground. Until Ethan couldn't resist touching her.
Indy moaned at the contact.
"Seems like you're horny to me."
He ran a finger up and down her soaked pussy. He pushed one up inside her and she moaned louder. He pumped out in and out of her a few times before moving to her clit. She twitched. Ethan rubbed her until she was having trouble standing. He withdrew his hand.
"Nice and wet for me." He held up his glistening finger for her to see. She blushed, but then nearly moaned at the sight of him sucking the wetness off of his finger.
All he gave her was a warning look before he picked her up. Ethan set her down on the edge of the table and gently pushed on her chest again. As she laid back, Ethan knelt on the floor and spread her legs. He held her thighs and gently ran his tongue all the way up her pussy. He did this a few times until he gave in and focused on her clit, making her moan loudly. He was incredibly skilled with his mouth, and Indy was close within minutes.
Ethan repositioned himself to finger her while continuing to go down on her. He was very satisfied with the way her thighs squeezed his head. He picked up the pace, and when her breathing stopped and her back arched he pushed his finger deep inside her. He didn't stop licking her clit which made Indy twitch through her orgasm.
She sat up once he'd finished making her moan and twitch- for the time being anyway.
"Can I suck your cock?" She asked, already knowing his answer.
"Of course you can baby. You're delicious by the way," he winked and stood up.
Indy slid off the table and onto her knees. She pulled off his shorts and underwear in one motion, freeing his hard cock. She stroked him a few times and then licked the head of his cock, all without breaking eye contact. Ethan let out a low groan at the sight. She licked and sucked up and down his shaft and tasted precum on her tongue. When she had as much as his thick cock in her mouth as she could, she moved her tongue around, making him twitch and grab her shoulder for stability.
With his other hand, Ethan pulled her hair so she stopped and met his eyes.
"On all fours," was his command.
She quickly moved over to the carpeted floor and waited for him to get behind her. He slapped her ass once before burying his cock inside deep her with a slow thrust. Indy let out a moan at the familiar feeling of being full of his cock. He stayed still for a little, just enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy. But then she started wiggling her ass against him.
"What do you think you're doing?" He was amused. He slapped her ass again, smiling at the loud sound it made, as well as the small sound she made. Wrapping his hands around her tightly for emphasis, he told her "I'm the one who decides how we fuck."
Ethan didn't give her a chance to adjust to him moving inside her. He just fucked the shit out of her.
The moans and gasps coming from Indy were music to his ears. He glanced down at her hands, which were desperately trying to grab the carpet like she always did to his sheets.
He slowed down his pace just a little so he could grope and slap her gorgeous thighs. Her moans got louder.
