Lionel's laugh reappeared and I sunk my teeth into his flesh.
Repressing my giggles as a loud moan left his mouth.
"That's good. I want you to feel comfortable with me, my love," His reassurance was followed by a deep kiss.
One where all colors mixed and yet there was nothing but light.
Where you feel as if you're flying. Soaring over all neigh-sayers and wrongdoers. Breathe in the scent of lust every chance you can find.
Nothing had ever felt more right. Being with him, like this.
Pressed against the stacks of ungraded papers and hypotheses.
Crying a name I've known for two consecutive years.
YOU ARE READING
"older"
RomanceHave you ever dreamt of being with someone a little bit older than you? Have you ever toyed with the idea of going for that one hot teacher? The one that pops into your mind when I say those words. He's charming, intelligent, and best of all, able t...
