Ten minutes!? Absolute torture. Even ten seconds would have been hard to handle. Now I have to sit here waiting, knowing he’s probably in his office with another student or a female teacher who is doing everything they can to be noticed by him.
In some ways, it makes me feel so special that Chris has all these women around him but he chose me. But I can’t stop myself from feeling jealous either. I mean, it’s natural.
He has so many options. And at night, if I let myself, I sometimes end up playing out worst-case scenarios in my mind where one of them cracks his shell and he leaves me for them.
But that would never happen…
I’m just worrying for no reason. I know Chris loves me. He’s putting his career on the line for me. He wouldn’t do that if he didn’t love me.
I plonk down on the steps and take a deep sigh. I’m tingling with anticipation. No matter how many of these little secret rendezvous we have, I always love the rush leading up to them.
Outside, I hear the sound of girls filtering out to the busses. Most of them will be gone by the time Chris gets here, but at Pine Hills, we’re nevertrulyalone.
I jump at the door hinges squeaking below and quickly look down, expecting to see Chris staring up at me. Instead, it’s just one of the janitors bringing his cart in from out back.
I wonder if he would ever suspect what I’m up to. Does the thought ever cross his mind that a girl like me, looking so sweet and innocent in my prep school outfit, would ever be sitting here on the steps with Daddy’s seed inside her?
My thighs are burning. I grip the railing and reach between my legs. I’m soaked with anticipation. Chris better get here soon, or I’m going to run to his office and throw myself onto his desk.
Thankfully, I hear the door open again, and before I see him, I smell him.
It’s not like his scent is overpowering or intense or anything like that; it’s just that I’ve become so accustomed to it that my nose is like a radar that can pick up where he is if he’s anywhere in my vicinity.
“I was in a meeting when you sent me that.” Chris voice echoes up the stairwell as he ascends, causing my cheeks to warm and a smile to cross my face.
“I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.”
He appears in front of me, his shirt already unbuttoned, exposing the thick flesh of his torso. The bulge between his legs is massive, signaling his arousal.
My picture worked.
“Don’t apologize.” He smirks, jerking down his fly, allowing his thick erection to spill out. “Don’t you ever apologize for giving Daddy what he wants.”
I lean back and spread my legs for him. His strong hand grips the back of my neck, and the other takes me by the hip as he positions himself.
“You know I meant to tell you earlier that youdefinitelyearned an A-plus back in the library.”
Smirking back at him, I roll my hips, drawing his eyes between my thighs. He brings the mischief out in me. “Well, that’s nice to hear, Mr. Davis. But all I want is the D.”
His cheeks hollow with intent, and he presses his lips fiercely against mine. As he pulls back, my eyes move down to the action. Ilovewatching him enter me.
“I still can’t believe it,” I moan as he presses his hips forward, penetrating me deep, stretching me like he always does.
“What can’t you believe, Miss Williams?” he asks as he begins his wonderous rhythm.
“That…it fits.”
A low groan rumbles up from within him, and he hungrily leans in and takes my lower lip between his, gently sucking. “Youcan’t believe all those thick inches fit in your tiny little pussy?” I nod up at him, hopelessly taken by his prowess. “Well, they can. That’s because your tight hole was made for Daddy’s cock.”
His hot breath against my neck inflames me. My breathing shallows, and my focus slips as the pressure fills me.
Then my body convulses as the first shocks of my climax hit me. I’ve been on edge since the library, and knowing that I’m still filled with his first release, coupled with his expert dirty-talk, sends me right over the edge.
“Already? I love it,” he whispers. I hear the praise in his voice as he angles his hips up, putting pressure right on that secret spot that takes everything to a whole new level. “You’re gonna make Daddy come too.”
I can’t even speak, but I cry out as he goes off inside me. His palm instantly covers my mouth. Even after all this time sneaking around at school, I still can’t stop myself from making noise.
He fills me up, adding to what he already shot into me earlier. Our bodies make wet, slapping sounds as they slam together, my hips bucking against his muscled thighs, every inch of his arousal buried to its limit.
