Do Not Feed Recklessly - Chapter 5. Part 5

“That was… a compliment, right?”

“Of course it was! Would I say something mean?”

Jia couldn’t help but laugh softly at his seriousness. After sharing a good laugh, she stepped out of the elevator. She started to unlock the door to her apartment.

“Seriously though, do you always give compliments like that?” she asked, still smiling.

Ethan shrugged, a playful grin on his face.

“Only to people who deserve it. And you definitely do.”

“Then why do you keep calling me a little rascal?”

“Uh, well. that’s..”

Ethan struggled to find the words, his lips moving as he hesitated. Jia’s gaze was intense, urging him to answer.

Finally, unable to withstand the pressure, Ethan murmured in a barely audible voice.

“…because it’s embarrassing.”

“What?”

“Never mind, let’s just go inside,” he said quickly, trying to brush it off.

Jia raised an eyebrow, intrigued but also amused by his nervous reaction.

“Embarrassed, huh? Is that the reason why you always tease me?”

“Yeah, something like that” he admitted, looking a little embarrassed.

She laughed, finding his honesty endearing.

“Well, let’s go inside then.”

With that, she unlocked the door and stepped inside, leaving Ethan to follow, a playful smile still on his face.

But Ethan burst through the front door, striding in as if he owned the place. He moved with such confidence that it was as if he was completely at home. Jia rushed in after him, calling out again.

“Hey! What’s going on?”

Ethan’s face was flushed. He tried to hide it with the back of his hand as he playfully pushed her away. 

“Go wash up or something.” 

“What are you talking about?” Jia asked, confused. 

“If you keep clinging to me like this, I might just… well, you know.” 

“Stop playing around and just tell me. What’s going on?” she pressed, her curiosity growing. 

“Ugh, little rascal, can you just get away from me?” he replied, half joking, half nervous, his voice betraying the playful frustration he was trying to hide.

Jia couldn’t help but laugh, enjoying their playful banter even as Ethan grew more and more embarrassed.

Seeing her cling to him without giving up, Ethan sighed in mock annoyance and swept his hair back. But then, without warning, he wrapped his arm around her waist and leaned in to press his lips against hers.

“Mmm…!”

Jia was startled and instinctively tried to pull away, but Ethan easily held her in place. Stuck in his embrace, she couldn’t help but respond to the warmth of his lips, feeling the unexpected intensity of the moment as his kiss deepened.

Caught off guard, yet strangely captivated, Jia felt her heart race. She melted into the kiss, the world around them disappearing for a brief, sweet moment.

Her plump lower lip was sucked between Ethan’s lips in an instant. The smooth, wet mucous membranes rubbed and tickled together. 

“Hmph…” 

The heat of Ethan’s tongue was hot as it plunged in and out, along with his breath right in front of him.

The slurping sound of saliva filled the quiet room as Ethan bit and s*cked on Jia’s lips until they were slick with saliva, then gently removed his lips and mumbled.

“I told you to go away, why won’t you listen.”

Catching her breath, Jia gave him a sharp look and replied, 

“Am I a dog? Just because you say something doesn’t mean I have to listen…” 

Trying to keep her composure, Jia pretended not to notice Ethan’s lower body and, in an attempt to escape the awkwardness, she tried to sneak towards the bathroom.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“What? You told me to wash up!”

“That was earlier,” he replied with a smirk.

Jia could feel the bulge of his hard front pressing against her lower body, making her heart race even faster. As she stepped back, Ethan effortlessly bridged the gap and followed close behind. With nowhere to run in the cramped two-bedroom apartment, she rolled her eyes and mentally searched for a way out.

But Ethan followed her relentlessly into the bathroom, a teasing smile on his lips as he casually stripped off his sweatshirt. Under the bright bathroom lights, his bare torso was fully exposed, muscles taut and glistening.

Flustered, Jia quickly averted her eyes and, a blush rising to her cheeks, tried to shove him out.

“Get out, Ethan!” she insisted, her voice wavering slightly despite her efforts to sound stern.

“Hey, hey… I said I want to wash up! Why are you taking your clothes off?”

Jia shouted, her hand pressing against his firm chest, but Ethan didn’t move, standing as firm as a rock.

“Let’s wash up together,” he said, his voice low and playful.

“What?” Jia’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“I’ll help you wash up,” Ethan repeated a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

“What are you talking about?” she stammered, trying to process the situation as her mind raced.

But as soon as the sound of the shower turned on, Ethan began to peel off Jia’s clothes, one by one.

With his relentless grip, Jia found herself completely n*ked. It felt different from undressing in the dark bedroom. Being completely exposed under the bright lights for Ethan to see was not easy.

Jia hesitated, trying to cover her br*asts and between her legs with her hands.

“Get your hands off me.”

Then Ethan picked up the shower head and sprayed Jia’s body with water.  It was a normal shower, but when Ethan started spraying her, it felt strange. Every drop of water that hit her body seemed to tickle her. 

“What are you doing? Move your hands!”

Ethan said, pointing the shower head persistently between her legs.

“If you keep that up, I’ll move them for you.”

“Ethan…….”

Jia stammered as she carefully pulled her hand away, and Ethan’s eyes moved over her body as if he were waiting.

Feeling a mixture of frustration and curiosity, Jia couldn’t help but stare at Ethan’s body in return. His chiseled physique seemed sculpted and every time he moved, his muscles flexed and rippled.

His c*ck, still erect, stood straight up against his navel.

The pink flesh despite its lovely color, was actually quite unattractive. It was a pillar of creepy-crawly blood, with a gl*ns that looked like a snake’s head, and she couldn’t believe how it had gotten inside her. 

But her admiration was short-lived.  Ethan was more persistent and brought the showerhead between Jia’s legs.