Teacher's Pet

XXXI

Xander

Her legs wrapped around me, and her ass rested perfectly in my hands. "Say it again, please." She sighed as she left sweet kisses on my neck. The light contact sent a chill down my back, and caused a tent to form in my pants. I knew exactly what she was asking for—the sentiment we had shared only moments ago. "I love you, baby girl." I groaned, loving the way she trickled kisses along my jaw, and up to my mouth. Our lips met and it was like I had never been kissed before, this was new and I didn't want to rush it. I had felt too many emotions and worried too much in the time frame that she was gone.

I felt raw, like her soul was pouring into me and intertwining with my own. This girl was ruining me—for the better—and I didn't I would ever be able to part from her. I didn't believe in fate, or any of that bullshit, but something told me she was meant to show up on my doorstep, whether it be that first day she came here, or now.

Mollie rocked her hips into me, grinding that sweet pussy into the front of my sweatpants. I had broken so many things in my room in my fit of anger, my clothes had become dirty and I needed to change. But this material was breathable enough I could feel the heat radiating off of her and I needed to sink into it. It was like a drug, so euphoric I didn't want to be anywhere else.

Our kisses were molding from sweet, tender gestures, into a passionate rhythm. I licked at her lip, demanding entry into her mouth. "I need-" she began between heady breaths, "more of you." Her words guided me up the stairs and into her bedroom. I didn't want her to notice the mess yet, when I could explain everything later. Right now, I needed her to focus entirely on this.

Kicking her door shut with my foot, I laid her down on the bed. "Strip," I instructed as I began to remove my own clothes. First, I reached behind my back and pulled my t-shirt over my head, letting it fall to the floor, next, I slipped my tennis shoes off, relishing in the sight of her undress before me. Her shirt was already off, and she unclasped her bra, letting the straps slide off of her shoulders. She was up on her knees, giving me the show I desired. Her perky tits bounced out when the soft fabric concealing them fell to the mattress.

My little vixen swept the tips of her fingers across the pink tips of her mounds, and ever so gently down her creamy stomach. "What has gotten into you, little pet?" I asked. A teasing smile curled up on her lips, and I was surprised with this behavior from her, though it was entirely appreciated. She could be a sweet temptation if for me, and only me, if that's what she wanted. My hand was burning with the ache to touch her, spank her, punish her. Everything I wanted to do in this moment, I knew it needed to be saved for later. She's teasing me, such a brat.

My cock bounced against my abdomen once it was freed from my clothes. Throbbing with need, I could feel the pulse in my groin urging me to devour her. I stroked myself, watching her shimmy out of her pants, pushing her baby pink lace underwear down her hips, over her peachy ass, and discarded the clothing into the pile with the others. I stroked myself, collecting the bead of pre-cum to lubricate myself.
"Lie back, sweetheart, and spread your legs nice and wide for me." I spoke lowly, feeling the rasp reverberate through my voice from my arousal. I got onto the bed, feeling the mattress dip beneath me, and situated myself between her legs. I let out a hot breath, letting it fan her slit. She whimpered and squirmed beneath me, but not asking for more. Good girl.

I kissed the inside thigh up to its apex, and repeated the action with the other. I couldn't keep myself from biting at her soft skin, leaving sweet purple bruises in my wake. I'd mark my territory, and remind her who she belonged to everytime she looked at herself. When these would fade, I would just have to make new ones.

Using my middle finger, I curled it into her opening until I found that spongy pad inside of her. "So wet already, sweetheart? I've barely touched you." I teased as I pumped and twisted my finger in and out her.

"Y-you don't have to to-" she tried to speak between breaths, and little squeals, "touch me to make me wet, Sir." God damn, this woman will be the death of me. I groaned at her confession, and dipped my head down to taste her. The honey seeping from her tasted delicious on the pad of my tongue, and I became greedier. I needed more of her, to devour her endlessly.

I licked from the bottom, passed my finger, and up until I was able to wrap my lips around her clit and sucked. She rolled her hips into me, and I grazed her bud with my teeth, adding just enough pressure for the pain to be euphoric. "Please, Sir, I'm gonna come." She panted, and I added another finger. Her walls were tight enough taking a single one, but I needed to stretch her just a little. "Please c-can I-I?" She clenched around me, and I needed it to be my cock she was wrapped around instead of my fucking fingers.

"Come for me, Mollie." I ordered her, and she didn't waste a second in coming undone before me. I placed a hand between her belly button and pelvis to keep her from raising too high off the bed, and she arched her back letting the pleasure wash over her. Her eyes were shut tight, but when I got her to orgasim again, that wouldn't happen. Buried deep inside of her, she'd come while looking into my eyes like those damned cheesy chick-flicks. About twenty years ago, I'd kick my own fucking ass for wanting something like that to happen.

I removed my fingers from her, slipping them into my mouth and licked them clean. "Did I tell you I missed you?" She asked, wiping the sweat from her brow. I let out a soft chuckle, "you did." I crawled up her body, and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. She moaned at the taste of herself on my tongue, and I wrapped my hand around my cock, positioning it at her drenched entrance.

I thrusted my hips forward gently, letting the tip push in, and then another inch slowly before I was bottomed out in her. A gasp fell from her lips, and she rested her against the pillow. With her chin tipped upwards, I had the perfect access to nuzzle my face into her neck and kiss that soft spot between her jaw and shoulder. I rocked my hips, feeling her already spasm against me, and I let out a deep groan of pleasure. The tightness of her was unyielding, making each stroke of her pussy around my dick send a jolt from my abdomen to my toes.
A hand wrapped around my back, her nails digging into my skin, and the other rested on the back of my hair. Her fingers weaved themselves through my curls and gripped down to the scalp hard. "Fuck, sweetheart," I began, "I can't begin to tell how fucking good you feel wrapped around me. This pussy was made for me."

I trailed my fingers along her collar bond, down her shoulder pulling her hand from my back, and arm until I reached her hand. Our fingers intertwined together, yet her hand was engulfed by mine. More and more sounds of pleasure left her lips, sending shivers through me and my head was buzzing. Release was so close enough to chase, I knew we could reach it together. I picked up the pace of my movements just enough to feel her clench around me, letting her feel everything I did for her without words. You're mine. I thrusted. You aren't going anywhere. And again.

"Look at me," I breathed above her once I lifted my head to be face-to-face. With no hesitation, she did as I asked and her blue eyes were swirling with desire, adoration, and devotion. I hoped she could see the same from me. I rested my forehead against her, feeling my abdomen grow taut with warmth. Our sweaty bodies were molded together, perfect for fucking and loving. Her grip on my hand—and cock—tightened, and I pulled all the way out, just to sink balls deep into her again. My hips moved faster, and I felt the end of her from inside.
Her eyes dilated, and that beautiful expression she wore when she came started to break out onto her face starting with the pinch between her brows. Release pulled at my stomach, and I felt my balls tighten up, ready to spill into her. "Fuck," I growled, no longer possessing the will to hold it off. Her walls fluttered, milking my cock, and my I twitched, filling her to the brim with my seed.

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