Her lips are plump and tender. She tastes of mint with a hint of J?ger. The moment she touches her tongue with mine, my senses flip and that need that’s been knocking to escape all night erupts.
A couple exits the bar and we separate for a brief moment. Then I pull her down the side of the building. The moment we are tucked nicely into the dark alley, we pick right back up. This is seedy as fuck.
It’s a crisp night, but being with her in the cold doesn’t bother me. Her hands are warm as they explore every part of my body. But being a man, I want more. “Keep touching me,” I command, wanting to feel her warm hands on my cock. Holding her face, I continue to kiss her, loving the release I get while indulging in her.
“Mmmmm, you do speak.”
Growling, I flip her around, now pressing her against the wall. “I do. Fuck, Arion…” I trail off, unsure of what to say next.
She makes quick work of the button and zipper of my pants and wastes no time going in, clenching me hard, just like I wanted. “Mmmmmhhhhh,” I groan as she begins to stroke me.
“Your cock is big and I want it deep in my throat.” She drops to her knees and I lean my hands against the wall, questioning what we are doing for half a second. There is no one around us and no one in sight – fuck it. Her tongue hits me swirling over the end; I brush her hair out of her face and watch as she engulfs me. From tip to base, she takes me all the way. When I don’t think she can go any further, she does, and her nose touches my skin. It takes real skill to take all of me. She stares up working my cock in and out of those sweet, plump lips. We watch one another, and I wonder who in the world she is. So confident, sexy, and…dominant. Christ, it’s such a fucking turn-on.
Each pull and push she matches with her hand, twirling her tongue as she goes. I especially like watching her mouth stretch. Stopping for a moment, she removes her lips but jerks my shaft, quickly. “Will you come in my mouth, Bain?”
“Suck me hard and I will.”
I nod my head when she obeys and feel my balls tighten. Fuck, it’s been too long. Looking at her as she takes my release, her eyes are closed and she’s in a zone, enjoying this. As she pushes me to orgasm, her mouth is so warm. Her movements are perfect and I come so hard in the back of her throat, pumping my hips and thrusting out every last drop of cum. To my surprise, she swallows, smirking at me the moment she finally takes my cock out of her mouth. Standing, she licks her lips. I’m panting, trying to catch my breath as she says, “It was a pleasure to meet you, Bain,” and walks away.
“Thank you so much for my homework,” I tell Anna as we leave Biology and head to lunch.
“Anything for you, you know that.”
“Thanks,” I say checking my phone, noticing I missed a call from my brother earlier.
“Who’s that?”
“Bain.”
“Oh God, I was just daydreaming about him. When will I see him again?”
“Anna,” I scold her. She and Bain hooked up once, in high school, and she hasn’t let it go. But it’s not just Anna – I think that goes for the entire female population. It’s why Bain doesn’t date much. When he does, women are on him, all clingy and annoying.
“What?” she asks innocently, grabbing a pre-packaged salad for lunch.
I take a tuna sandwich and buy Anna her salad like I always do for helping me out. We find a table and I stare outside, wishing it were warm enough to eat in the sun. But that’s not going to happen for quite a few months.
“So what are you up to this weekend?” Anna asks me.
“Just getting ready for Bain to come home for my mom’s fiftieth birthday.”
“Do you need any help getting things together?”
Before I can answer her, we’re both sidetracked by Anthony as he crosses in front of us in the lunchroom. “Who’s that?” she asks.
“Anthony, he’s my photography substitute.”
“Dammit, I knew I should have taken photography,” she whines.
I can’t help, but bust out laughing. My outburst causes Anthony to look in our direction. Then it happens again, the moment we lock eyes – combustion. Pure unadulterated, carnal, sexual tension like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
I give him a tiny smile, it’s all I can muster, staring at him like he’s on a white horse, and he winks at me in return. Jesus, the guy’s got to be only in his twenties, which is not far from me, but he’s my teacher.
“What was that about?”
“I could ask myself the same thing, Anna.”
“Are you seriously not going to tell me where you were?” Aubrey asks, removing her hot pink heels.
“Dude, I told you. I went outside to smoke.”
“A, that’s bullshit. I looked for you.”
“Aubrey, you’re drunk.”
“Whatever,” she slurs grabbing a jar of peanut butter out of the kitchen cabinet.
“I can’t watch you eat that shit like that; it’s fucking gross. I’m going to bed,” I respond and give her a hug.