I’mjustabouttowalk into my class when my phone vibrates in my pocket. Stepping to the side of the doorway, I pull out my phone and see it’s Nova. Weird. She never calls before my streams unless something’s wrong. Normally I’d let it go and call her back once I’m done with class, but I have a room booked for later today and dread seeps into my belly that there may have been an issue with my booking.
God, I hope not!
At first I had to do all my shows at the ranch house, well that’s what it looks like to me. Lorna claims it’s a warehouse, but I will fight her on that. I’d love to do them at home, but I think it would be awkward. Even though Mom has met a new man, and she’s gone more, I’m still scared she could walk in on me any time. The thought has me cringing. I love that she’s happy, glowingactually. She even found a new job. It doesn’t pay as well as when she was cleaning, but she’s working a normal eight to five, Monday through Friday, in an office now. Most importantly, she has benefits. It's actually how she met Calvin. He works on the floor above her and they ran into each other in the elevator. It was love at first sight according to Calvin. For mom, it took a little longer.
“Hey Nova, what’s up?” I ask as soon as I answer.
“Not much, Bliss. Lorna wants to meet with you. She saw you have your normal room booked for five today and wanted to check if you could come in a little earlier and meet with her around four?”
“Umm,” I hesitate, trying to debate if I’ll have enough time to do that and also get ready for my live stream.
“It won’t take long. Maybe fifteen minutes, tops,” she adds when I still haven’t answered. “Trust me, you don’t want to miss this appointment.” Her voice, full of excitement, has my interest suddenly piqued.
“Yeah. Umm… that should work as long as it doesn’t take long. I need to head into class now.”
“Okay, Bliss. Have a great day and see you later.”
The call goes dead, Nova already hanging up before I even have the chance to say goodbye.
I take a deep breath, pull the strap of my bookbag higher on my shoulder, and step into my class. Psychology. Abnormal Psychology to be exact. And it's my favorite class this semester.
Entering the class, I head straight to my seat. Not in the front so that I’m right in the instructor’s direct view, or in the back where I could easily become distracted. Nope, the sweet spot for me is dead center and my bestie Katelynn is right there waiting for me.
The instructor stands, and I can't help but smile at the middle-aged woman. She’s brilliant, yet clueless about what she wears.She looks like she’s straight out of Little House on the Prairie with her long dress, the collar all the way to her neck. Yet here she is, teaching this course.
“I was beginning to think you weren’t coming.” Katelynn leans into me, whispering in my ear.
“Nope, just got tied up.” I keep my voice low, not wanting to gain Professor Mason’s attention. God knows I don’t want to be on her bad side this close to our exam. I’ll let the dumbass football players in this class take that position.
“Fuck, girl, I didn’t know teacher McHottie was a freak in the bedroom. Shit, maybe I should’ve tried to steal him away from you.”
I can’t help but roll my eyes at her. “Katelynn, you weren’t even with me when I met him.”
“Technicalities. It’s all on how you look at it.” She leans in closer to me. “So, does he have any friends to set me up with? I’m okay with a silver fox, if daddy is single.” She winks before jotting down something that Professor Mason just said.
Katelynn keeps leaning in through the rest of the class, inquiring about Ezra’s friends, but I ignore her. We have an exam next week and it’s twenty-five percent of our class grade and there’s no way in hell I’m failing it.
Meeting Ezra ten months ago was amazing. A casual encounter while at the bookstore. I’d seen an ad for a new book on the clock app and was eagerly looking for it. So much so that I didn’t notice him until I ran smack into him, causing him to spill his coffee on his shirt. Embarrassed wasn’t the word for how I was feeling at that moment. Needless to say, he laughed it off, and I offered to buy him another cup.
Ezra was the most handsome man I’d ever seen in my life. His tousled, wavy light brown hair fell into his face, giving it a windswept look. His dark eyes never strayed from me; it was as if I was the only person in the room. His chiseled jawlinehad just the faintest of stubble, accentuated by his sun-kissed complexion.
We haven’t gone more than a day without seeing each other since then. Every morning I wake to a message from him, telling me how much he loves me. Ezra told me once it was love at first sight for him. He even told me he loved me within the first week of us meeting. For me it took a little longer, but I couldn’t fight my feelings for him, no matter how fast it seemed to be moving.
I never expected that the man of my dreams would be a slightly older middle school teacher, but he is.
I told him my secret three months ago. My nerves had my stomach in knots, and I felt as if I was going to vomit, but I had to tell him. We were getting serious, and I didn’t want there to be secrets between us. I needed to come clean and tell him the truth.
We went out to dinner, then back to his place. I was positive he was going to kick me out the door as soon as I told him. Ezra listened to every word I said. He had questions. Lots of them, to be exact. He wasn’t ecstatic about it, but was happy that I went to lengths to keep my identity a secret. The selling point was that I never had anyone in my lives with me. I was a one woman solo act.
Him asking how to watch my streaming show was something I didn’t expect, but I helped him set up a username.Hot4student.Let’s just say I had the most amazing orgasm that night when I met him at his place after the show.
He was waiting for me at the door, naked, cock hard, his hand fisted around the shaft. I was in his arms in an instant, our lips crashing together in a kiss that was filled with lust, desire and need for more.
The door slammed behind us as Ezra lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. Our lips never parted as he carried me to his bedroom, dropping me down on the bed. He was likea wild animal and I was his prey. His fingers worked like magic, removing my clothing until I lay before him bare and needy. Craving to have his mouth on my pussy, his cock buried deep inside of me.
Thankfully, Ezra felt the same as me and I didn’t have to wait long. He’s always been so gentle with me, especially with me being so inexperienced. He was my first and I’m sure he’ll be my last. I can still feel his gentle caresses on my body. The way he teases me, bringing me to the edge, then backing off. Drawing out my release to the very last second. Just thinking about that night has an ache building in my core and I have to press my legs together to ease the desire crashing through me.
“Bitch, you okay?” she asks, her eyebrow raising. Her eyes drop to the movement of my legs and her smirk quickly forms. “Never mind. Kinky slut.”
