At First Sight

Six

As it was explained to me typically I'd go back to class after lunch but because I had gym during my lunch period, coach lets us have a study period after lunch. 

So I turned toward the north stairwell and went right to the library for the remainder of my second period.

I get to the library and wave to the librarian, a cute young guy with brown curly hair and freckles, before finding a private corner behind bookcases but by the large windows.

I took out my schedule and saw that I had Astronomy next, it was on the first floor and looked to be right at the entrance of the east hallway, so I decided to read for a bit before heading to my locker to finally put some newly acquired textbooks away and put my lock on before heading to the north stairwell.

There were still five or so minutes before the bell rang and people flooded the hallways.

As I stepped into the north stairwell I immediately got a bad feeling, I'd been getting an ache in my stomach at my locker but it ached tenfold in the stairwell. Maybe I should go to the nurse?

I heard a wet sound, maybe water pushing against something? What in the world is that?

The ache in my stomach got worse as I climbed down the stairs and it felt like I was going to throw up right at the landing between the first floor and second, but I took another step toward the stairs before I heard a deep groan.

I stiffened. It wasn't a groan of pain it was definitely one of pleasure, I've made a man make that noise so I know what it is.

I went down a couple steps and froze again when I heard the wet noises, I could hear it more clearly, like it was right next to me.

The slick slurping sound of a wet mouth over a wet cock, that's what that was. I got a burning pain in my stomach and doubled over, biting my lip to stop the cry of pain that bubbled in my throat.

I opened my eyes and in my crouched position I could see the top of a black haired girl's head bobbing furiously, just as a large dark hand falls on her head and grips her hair making her groan.

"Ahhhhhhh" a deep throaty sigh is released and the hairs on my arms raise under my cardigan.

What a sexy voice; it  drags down my senses like honeyed whiskey making me feel hot and slightly drunk. Fuck what a sexy voice when it's not dripping with venom.

I'm ashamed of myself for my reaction as my eyes trail up the large hand to its muscular arm and broad shoulders all the way to that stupid ruggedly handsome face, which was thrown back against the cement wall; eyes shut serenely and jaw slack as he enjoyed himself.

He even looked hot when he was getting blown, what the fuck.

Also gross, he's right out in the open.

I straighten up silently and although I want to wrap my arms around the burning ache in my stomach, I leave my arms at my side and continue down the stairs. Making sure to make noise, but not stomp.

I heard the slurping sound slow down but not stop as I rounded the corner of the stairs, I was going to continue as if I heard and saw nothing but my attention was pulled to them when I heard him.

"Fuuuck, Vivian." He said throatily.

I looked at him over my shoulder and watched as his eyes slitted open and they locked with mine, his were lustful and heady and... dark brown? My eyes must be playing tricks on me.

I was shocked and I felt my lips curl back in a sneer, what a complete dog. Getting pleasure from a girl in a stairwell and then calling out my name when I walk by!?