Tommy chuckled.
“Dr. Wild told me that she offered to pay for Tallulah’s medical bills, and you told the woman to shove her money where the sun doesn’t shine.”
His eyes were full of mirth, and I had to squelch the urge to laugh.
Again.
I wasn’t necessarily an antagonistic person, but when it came to Tallulah and Sheena, I was protective and territorial, as any new mother in this situation would be.
Her acting as if she were the one who had Tallulah’s best interests at heart was beginning to really chap my ass. I pushed that kid out of my vagina. I walked the floor with her for hours a night when she was fussy and not feeling well. I was the one who was there with her during her first asthma attack.
So no, she didn’t have any rights when it came to Tallulah and decisions about her care or well-being, and if I had anything to say about it, she would never have that right.
Not ever.
I leaned back in my chair, letting my pencil drop onto the couch beside me, and stared at him.
“What are you doing?”
He worked his jaw, his hand coming up to allow his fingers to scratch his beard.
He looked so freakin’ sexy, even doing innocuous things like touching his majestic beard.
It really was majestic…and longer than I remembered.
Was he growing it out? I wonder what it would feel like rubbing against the inside of my thighs?
“That look won’t get you anywhere right now,” he murmured.
I bit my lip.
“I…” I didn’t have anything to say to that.
I really shouldn’t be thinking about it.
Really.
I shouldn’t be thinking about how his cock filled me up. I shouldn’t be thinking about the erection I could now see straining his pants. I shouldn’t be wishing I could take it out and swallow it…
“Stop,” he snapped.
I’d bitten my lip, but my eyes remained on his cock.
And the next thing I knew, there was a two hundred and thirty-pound man on top of me, pinning me to the couch.
I gasped, taken aback at the suddenness.
He used my gasp against me, slamming his mouth to mine as he thrust his tongue into my mouth.
I moaned.
He tasted like chocolate.
I’d seen him eating M&M’s in class when I’d passed his classroom door on the way to my own.
I’d also been insanely jealous of that candy.
I wanted to melt in his mouth. I wanted to be the thing that he enjoyed the taste of.
He thrust his leg in between my thighs, and I parted them without hesitation before wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pulling him even closer to me.
I forgot what I was doing. I forgot where I was. I forgot everything, focusing only on the feel of his body on mine. The taste of his mouth. The smell of his skin.
The pencil jabbing into my thigh…yeah, even that wasn’t enough to stop me from lifting my hips and grinding myself into him.
His erection pressed between the seam of my sex, and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from moaning.
We were in the most secluded part of the entire school—hidden in the dark corner where I usually took my naps.
Nobody ever came over this way. Not teachers. Not students. Not staff.
There wasn’t much lighting, and the only thing that was good about this space was that it was dark and quiet.
The only reason I came over here was because I had my own little battery powered, clip-on book light that I usually brought with me, enabling me to see as I studied.
It was a cool little contraption to have, but it apparently couldn’t withstand being knocked off a table. Which is what happened when Tommy suddenly moved over me, jostling the table in the process and knocking my book, and the light, onto the floor. The lamp clicked off when it hit the floor under the book, plunging the alcove we were sitting in into darkness. With it being dark outside, paired with the building being practically empty, there really wasn’t much one could see.
And Tommy took advantage of that.
One second I was on my back with him grinding his hips into me, and the next I was twisted, turned, and placed straight onto his cock.
Or I would’ve been had my pants and his pants been gone.
But he didn’t waste time in fooling around with that, either.
I felt him working at the ties of his pants, and I decided to take mercy on him and do the same with mine.
The moment I felt him push his pants down and allow his erection to push free of its confines, I pushed mine down as well.
“You get on birth control?” he rasped.
I nodded, biting my lip. The shot was my best and worst enemy at this point. Yes, I was now ninety nine percent protected against pregnancy…but I’d gained six pounds since being on it.
His beard rasped against the soft skin of my neck, bringing me out of the contemplation of my birth control, and I nearly orgasmed on the spot.
“What about your tests?”
I nodded again.
I’d done everything, just like he’d asked.
“Good,” he growled, lining his cock up to my entrance. “Because I did, too.”
Then he pushed up, at the same time he pulled me down by my hips.
I was filled to capacity instantly.
One single glide of his cock was all he took.
I was so wet for him that it didn’t take anything more.
My pussy was stretched to capacity, and I could feel the sweet burn of my sensitive skin straining to accommodate him.
Did I ask him to stop, though? Hell no. I urged him on by clenching my muscles onto his rigid length at the same time ordering him to hurry up.
“Hurry!” I ordered. “Fucking hurry.”
His mouth came down on my neck, and his teeth bit into the sensitive skin, and I lost my ability to think clearly.
One second I was urging him on, and the next I was coming.
His hands moved to my ass to better angle me for his use, and that only served to…
“Why is it always so dark on this side of the building?” I heard someone ask, breaking into my sex haze. “Someone should ask management to put in some more lighting.”
“I thought Dr. Tommy had already asked someone to do that,” a man replied. “Normally, they do anything that man wants.”
My teachers. Two of them. Motherfucker.
Did the fact that there were two teachers on the other side of the couch, probably only ten feet away, stop the man inside of me from continuing his thrusts?
No.
Of course it didn’t.
In fact, I thought the fact that we might get caught was making him harder.
I got my confirmation on that thought a few moments later when he breathed in my ear.
“Does it turn you on knowing that I’m fucking you with someone standing five feet away?” he breathed into my ear.
Five feet?
“No,” I said as quietly as I dared.
But my nipples didn’t get with the game, and neither did my betraying vagina.
It’d sold me out for a ride on the Tommy Train.
I was slicker than ever, and knowing that someone was right there, that we could be caught at any moment, was enough to make me come again.