Page 145 of Their Naughty Student
“Tell me what it was like,” I ordered.“To have your fingers buried in her pussy.”
A deep rumble came from his chest.“I wanted to bury myself inside her, feel that sweet pussy choke my cock.”He groaned long and low.“To drive into her, hear her beg me to let her come.”
Fuck.My cock strained against my zipper, anxious to get free.
“But you didn’t.”
Cav shook his head, his mouth falling open as he moaned.“I didn’t.But I will.Fuck … Edge … Make me come.”
I fisted his cock firmly, jerked roughly, and watched as he slipped right over that precarious edge he’d been perched upon.He didn’t cry out, but he did open his eyes, meeting mine as he came in my hand.I saw the fierceness within, the beast that paced back and forth.
“I told her I would own her,” he said softly when his breathing returned to normal.“And I will.”
Not wanting him to see the uncertainty I knew I couldn’t hide, I released him, grabbed some tissues from the holder on my desk.I perched on the edge once more, cleaning his cum from my hand.
“Why’re you holding back?”he asked as he tucked himself back in his jeans.
I gave the tissues far too much attention.“I’m not.”
“You are.”
With a sigh, I discarded the tissues, stood again.I was restless; no way to deny that.
Cav took a step toward me.I didn’t run, but there was a fleeting need to.This was more than I’d signed on for, and it seemed to be building more and more each day.
“You don’t have to,” Cav whispered, his face nearing mine.
I leaned in, bit his lower lip.
“Before it’s over, I’ll own you both,” I promised because I needed to hear it as much as he did.
Cav stared back at me.“You’re already halfway there.”
I let my eyes dance over his handsome face, trying to read between the lines.
“You don’t have to work me over, Edge,” he whispered.“You already have me.All that you’re willing to take.”
My chest tightened.My heart, maybe?It was a feeling I wasn’t familiar with, one I wasn’t quite comfortable with.But I was working toward it.Or trying to, anyway.
“And once we get Jamie between us,” he continued, “you’ll see that we own you, too.”
Something softened inside me.I palmed the back of his head, leaned in, and kissed him.It wasn’t rough; it wasn’t laced with frustration.No, this was an acceptance.We had our work cut out for us where Jamie was concerned.I’d known that all along.
However, I hadn’t stopped to think about what this was between Cav and me, how quickly it was escalating.
A natural progression.
From friends to lovers to…
To everything.
Jamie
When I woke up on Sunday morning, a restless energy came with the new day.In an effort to alleviate it, I decided to go for a run, needing something to calm my mind.Back before life got so hectic, I would go for a run every morning, the endorphins paving the way to less stress in any given day.
Today, the run had helped, but not nearly as much as I’d hoped.
However, the call from Tiffany inviting me for coffee had given me something to look forward to.
