William tutted. “That won’t do.”
I made a motion to turn the doorknob. “I’m sorry,you’re right. I’ll go tell them right now.”
William’s hot mouth latched onto my neck, and he bit down hard enough to leave a mark. “Ah-ah. Before you go to them, I want to hear it from you first.”
“Wh-what?”
“I want to hear you say your mine.”
I was so turned on that I felt like my body was on autopilot. He lifted me from my waist, and my legs wrapped around his hips. There was a bow at the front of my bust that William quickly unraveled so he could slide his large hand over my breast, and I moaned.
He chuckled darkly. “I love your sounds, baby. But I’m going to need words. Whose tits are these?”
“You-yours.”
“That’s right.”
William dipped his head and took one nipple, nibbling on it until it popped out of his mouth.
He trailed his tongue along the shell of my ear. “Touch yourself, love.”
I slid down his tall frame and looked up at him, unsure. He enveloped my fingers with his strong hand and gently brought them to his mouth. He sucked them, running his soft, hot tongue over my index and middle finger. My knees nearly gave out. He released me from his mouth and guided my hand down my body, the intensity of his gaze burning through me. William watched my fingers dip into the hem of my dress. He lifted the rest of my skirt so he could get a better view of the way I worked myself. I was already wet for him as I crept my slippery digits inside my pussy, moving back and forth. I rubbed over my sensitive clit and arched against the wall as William watched me. He grabbed my wrist and brought my fingers to his mouth, closing his eyes and savoring thetaste.
He lifted me back up and unzipped his pants, swiftly impaling me with his cock. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, but I ground my hips against him, loving the feeling of the angle and his hard body pressed up against me. His thrusts were fast and strong, and the sounds of his grunts and my wetness unraveled me. My orgasm came fast and loud, and I buried my face in his shoulder to quell the sound. William quickly followed and leaned his head into my hair, breathing me in. I could feel his heartbeat slowing and clutched him tighter.
William leaned back to take in my face. He smoothed my hair back in place and slowly removed his cock, letting me back down gently. We stared at each other for a second, smiling like giddy fools until William bent down on his knee. Almost like he was proposing. Almost.
He lifted my leg over his shoulder and brought the hem of my dress up so he could see his cum dripping down my thigh.
William dragged his finger through it and pushed the hot wetness back up inside me. “You’re mine, Nairie. Say it.”
I felt a sick satisfaction at his display of possessiveness, and the devotion and hunger in his eyes nearly took my breath away. “I’m yours, always.”
William smiled and kissed my inner thigh before getting back up.
We adjusted ourselves before opening the door and were too busy looking at one another to notice the crowd that had formed in the hallway. When I turned my head, my parents wore horrified expressions, and my stomach plummeted. David was holding back a laugh ashe watched the chaos unfold.
The rat bastard set me up.
Baba’s voice was hushed but stern. “Nairie, why were you in a room alone with William?”
I looked at William and back at my father. William’s face was unreadable, and he stood with his hands clasped in front like a soldier awaiting punishment. It was hard catching up to what was going on when I was still reeling from the supply closet.
William spoke for me. “I was helping her reach something from a top shelf.”
Mom scoffed. “Nairie, you shouldn’t be hanging out with boys like this. What is going on with you?!”
My parents looked at me with disappointment and anger, and I was tired of the guilt weighing me down.
I took a deep breath and found the strength somewhere deep inside. William was still willing to keep up the lie, but I wouldn’t have it.
“William and I are together.”
Mom’s mouth gaped open. “Together?”
Baba’s face was filled with suspicion. “How long has this been going on?”
“For the past month or so.”
