"We shouldn't," Zoe whispers, but Ethan's hands are already under her shirt, cupping her firm breasts. "Fuck that," he growls, pushing her against the wall. Zoe gasps, her heart pounding as Ethan grinds his hard cock against her. She can't help but respond, her hands unbuckling his belt, freeing his stiff member. Their lips meet in a feverish kiss, tongues intertwining as they stumble towards the couch. Ethan pushes Zoe onto her back, her legs spreading wide, inviting him in. He plunges into her wetness, their bodies slapping together, each thrust filled with pent-up desire and forbidden lust.