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BLOSSOMS POV.

You know that weird funny feeling you get when you want something so bad, that was me in this moment.

Although I was shocked to see Brick in my house I couldn't shake the weird feelings in between my thighs.

He looked hot as in spy speciality hot.

What he was wearing:

I squeeze my eyes and thighs shut

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I squeeze my eyes and thighs shut.

The cologne was very strong, stronger than the one he wears at school.

"Blossom, what are you doing here!?"

I open my eyes to see Brick just a few steps away from me. Damn-

"What are you doing here?"

I try and sound as confident as possible but my voice comes out a little quieter than I wanted it to.

Brick crosses his arms before speaking again. 

"I'm pretty sure I asked first."

I feel a little bit smaller as Brick talks to me. It's almost like I was getting told off for being in my own house.

I wasn't going to let that happen. I stand up straight.

"This is my house, idiot!"

I cross my arms trying to mimick Brick as much as possible but my eyes can't help but wander around his body. 

I quickly look up to see if he caught me but he seems to be doing the same.

I flush at the factor of him looking at me. 

Maybe I was desirable to him.

I come out of my thoughts as I hear my keys jingle. Right I wanted to go out to get food.

I look at Brick again to see if he had anything to say but he just looked at me.

"If this is your house why are you trying to sneak out quietly, from the looks of it."

I drop my arm when I realise he's done to the same.

"I just didn't want to disturb the Professor if he had any work guests, but I still don't know why your here."

Brick pauses for a moment to check his watch, I watch as his he clenches his fists and his muscles ripple obviously up his arm.

I think I was staring to much seeing as Brick coughs making he look him in the eyes.

Dang it.

"I just happen to be here as a guest with my family." He says.

"Oh okay....well.....that's fine-", I didn't know what to say. I was too busy eye fucking him.

But I was pretty sure he was subtly doing the same.

I was pretty sure a minute had passed since we had said anything, but I was breathing heavy.

And just like that Brick's tongue was down my throat and his hands slowly running through my messy hair.

He pinned me to the door picking me up along the way.

I wrap my legs around his waist pulling his pelvis closer to my cunt.

I wanted him as much as he seemed to want me.

Between breaths Brick puts an arm around my waist trying to support me from falling down.

His hand start to go up my hoodie, I suddenly wanted to thanks past me for not putting on  a bra.

He squeeze onto my nipple, hard.

I let a whimper as he chuckles.

Well two can play that game. I nestle my head against the door taking my hands to his chest.

I roam around and slowly start to undo his shirt buttons.

Just before I could finish he pulls my jumper roughly up my arms and over my head.

I glide my hand to push down his blazer so it drops to the floor.

His lips claim my again as his roams his hands down to my shorts and under my underwear.

I moan as he inserts to of his fingers.

He leans down to my neck planting little kisses that I knew would turn into hickeys.

I pull his shirt open trying to concentrate on him. And man was that difficult.

I take his lips again unbuckling his belt and trousers.

I take hold of his erect and hold it to shifting onto it.

I can hear his groans in my ear.

He quickens his paste on my pussy as I do on his pelvis. 

If I thought that I would be giving Brick a handjob and him fingering me at 9pm just because I was trying sneak downstairs.

Past me would never believe it.

Brick takes his finger out just to change it to his very hard member.

I groan as he moves quickly inside me. I hear small grunt coming from him as well.

As he quickens it makes a small clanking against the door making some movement obvious from downstairs.

I look at Brick, who has heavy breathing, the movement of the stairs makes our both stop.

Shit-


Hey guys another part for you to enjoy. I hope you like it.... see you next time.

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