"I think her butt isn't as perky as yours," Ethan said in all seriousness, making a comparison.

Even though I was still inexperienced, the boys in our class never seemed to stop talking about women. They would often make comments about my figure, especially since I had developed earlier than most.

Even my best friend had once blushed furiously as she secretly told me about her experience staying at a hotel with her boyfriend. She even showed me a little video they'd recorded.

After being exposed to such an environment, I had long since stopped blushing at the sight of a porno.

But watching it in class? That was a first—it was way too intense!

I quickly turned my gaze away, only to find Ethan staring at me. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Can't handle it?"

Under the bright lights, his features were sharp and clear. Even though he had that playful smirk on his face, it couldn't hide how handsome he was.

Pretending to be indifferent, I turned my eyes back to the screen. "Please, I've seen plenty of these."

The couple on the screen switched positions. I forced myself not to let my thoughts wander, but I couldn't help noticing how Ethan's breathing synced with my own heartbeats, both getting faster.

Just then, Ethan's hand slowly reached over and gently squeezed my leg.

"Nn..."

Even through the thin fabric, I could clearly feel the warmth of his palm. His warm breath brushed against my ear, and I couldn't help but part my lips, letting out a soft sound.

I instinctively pressed my legs together and grabbed his hand. "Stop touching me. Are you going to watch or not?"

"You just keep watching, and I'll do my thing. We won't bother each other," his voice, huskier now, blew hot air against the back of my ear.

I couldn't help but shiver, trying my best to relax.