Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 111089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
When I finally stepped into his classroom, I noticed him, the cowlick at the crown of his head more severe than usual. Under the glow of fluorescent lights, everything looked exactly as it might have had nothing happened the night before, but when his gaze shifted to me, I knew that wasn’t true.
Such a simple look transformed all the usual to the very unusual that we were caught up in.
I took my seat, sliding my textbook and notebook across the desktop as I enjoyed my view of my teach, doing what he did best, what he loved most.
We’d see each other again that night, I was sure.
And despite not wanting a false promise, I was determined to spend the weekend with him. I struggled with the fantasy, because if he did end up seeing this dream as the nightmare it could become for his life, I would have to find a way to come to terms with that. It wouldn’t make me hate him less for denying me all I wanted, but how could I pretend not to understand?
At the bell, when everyone left class, I lingered behind, the way I might have any other day, and we exchanged the subtlest of looks before I left.
Oh, the secrets behind those beautiful eyes.
The terrible things we did.
The magical moments we shared.
When school came to an end, I headed home, waiting for a text as I lied to myself and acted like I was fine even without hearing from him. But as soon as I’d showered off, he’d already messaged: Too soon to ask about tonight?
I had to laugh. He wasn’t slick or smooth in his approach, but that was part of what made him so damn adorable.
I’ll be over in an hour if that works.
I deleted if that works, since if he didn’t want me over, he’d bring it up himself.
A smiley face popped up in reply.
Texting with James.
Finally.
Fina-fucking-ly.
So many fina-fucking-lies.
I told Tex I was heading out, without mentioning why, knowing he would assume I was running deliveries. Then I went over to James’s, cutting through the woods from the park, as I had done the night before. His house was positioned perfectly, so I remained out of sight all the way to his back door, which I rapped on softly as excitement pulsed through me.
I could hardly remember him opening the door before my lips were pressed against his. I shoved him back against the adjacent kitchen counter.
No time was wasted as we wrestled our way to the bedroom, fighting together against the clothes that threatened to keep our bodies apart for too long. Soon he was on top of me, rubbing his cock against mine, as we’d done on the desk the night before. With his weight pressed against me, I had to remember to breathe as we kissed with an intensity that let me know the chemistry was as potent the second time. He kissed down my body, his mouth feeling its way around my flesh, learning every part of me. He took my dick into his mouth, enjoying it for a moment before he lay back, and I played with his cock and ass, fingering him like I’d done before.
Like so much of our relationship, there was a fresh innocence in the way we probed each other’s bodies, moving at a pace just right for us.
I had my fingers in his ass, my mouth around his cock, when he came, calling out my name. I sucked his cum right up as he petted my head. Then I leaned up and jerked off so that my cum sprayed over him, droplets scattering across his torso, drenching the tiny hairs. He slid his fingers through some before taking them to his mouth and lapping me up, tasting me like he might have a delicious dessert.
“Oh,” he moaned as he ran his tongue around his fingers with as much care as he had my body.
I collapsed beside him, resting my hand in what remained of my cum on him, then wiped it across his torso and chest. I wanted to cover his body, to claim it for myself, to let anyone who came after me know I was there.
Our mouths weren’t apart for long before he rolled on top of me, getting my own mess across me too.
I wasn’t close to being done with him, but it was a beautiful start.
As we settled after that first encounter, we held one another. It felt like no time had passed since the night before. It all threaded together seamlessly.
The only thing that shook me from my enchanted state was the rumble of his stomach.
He laughed, looking to his belly. “Guess I should have eaten before you came over.”
“Ah, is that why the poor baby was having to eat my filthy cum?”
“I don’t think that was really the reason, but now that you mention it…” He swiped across a wet spot on my abs and pulled it back into his mouth, looking wickedly pleased with himself for the inspiration.