I'm Not Letting Her Go (Excerpt of the story Rest on Amazon)

The New Girl

Declan

Driving down main street I'm going way over the speed limit. Instead of pulling me over, the police officers hiding along the alley just wave at me. I smile to myself, sometimes it's so good to be me. I have never had a ticket in my life. My family is well known, not just here, but many big cities along the U.S.

The things I can get away with would make a mother's head shake. Of course, I'd make anyone's mother feel better bent over in front of me. Done it a few times before, just so I could get away with having their daughters out late at night. What can I say I'm an equal opportunist. I look to make everyone's life, moms, and their gorgeous daughters, easier by giving them all an amazing experience.

As I turn into the school, I see everyone is already here. I give a devious smile when I see my parking spot is still free. Everyone knows better than to try and take what's mine. Even things as mundane as a parking spot. The last kid that parked here, well let's just say he wound up in the hospital for a week.

Guess you can say I have a bit of a temper, but the ladies all find it hot. So why change? Making my way into the school I take my time getting to the office for a late slip. I don't need to be in any hurry. They know I am never on time, but what will they do about it? Absolutely nothing. The principal is on my father's pay roll. If I'm being honest, I think he owes my father a few grand. So, I know I won't be getting into any trouble.

Opening the door, the receptionist gives me her bright smile. "Late again Mr. King." She says in a sultry voice. She makes a show of crossing her long legs under her desk. Her skirt is so short I can almost see her panties.

I give her my best bad boy smile, "well you know me Connie I always like to make an entrance."

She giggles as she opens her desk drawer, grabbing the late slips. She fiddles with her hair and gives me a pointed look. Now don't get me wrong the woman is fine as hell, but I would get bored with her after one good fuck. Then, things would be awkward for the rest of senior year, and I don't need the hassle.

So instead of taking her up on her many offers, that she hints in my direction. I simply flirt with her a bit, still making her feel worthwhile, and then I'm on my way. Leaving her wanting for more. What can I say, I'm not the relationship type. I never have been. I'm the kind of guy that gives you the night of your life, one go around, no second encounters, and then we are through.

Most of the women I have been with get it. They crave the one time with me because I know how to make a girl come so hard multiple times, she won't be able to walk for a week. Unfortunately, I cannot bring myself to do any teachers. That's my one rule. No faculty in the school. Things will get too complicated, and my father always taught me not to shit where I eat. Since I have the rest of this year here, I cannot afford the drama and trouble that would follow with that.

Just as she hands me the slip, the principals door opens and the first thing I see, as I'm looking down are blue flip flops, leading up to the nicest pair of legs I've seen in a long time. This girls' ass is fine as hell, and I can see a cascade of midnight black hair flowing to the middle of her back.

I find myself begging for whoever this girl is to turn around so I can see if the front is as good as the back. Principal Warner says something to her I can't quite make out, and then he's walking her out the office door. She stumbles, as she comes face to face with me.

I give her my best panty melting smile, usually that has the girls swooning. This gorgeous girl seems unaffected somehow. She gives me a sad smile and walks right by me to the nerd Stuart. I believe that's what his name is. The one that gives all the new kids a tour of our school.