Mr. TWELVE Stories

- Push 4 -

I don't know what came over me; I guess his words had sent me over the edge, cause next thing I knew I had yanked him by his collar and dragged his mouth firmly onto mine.

There were no possible words I could have used to describe how it felt to finally have his lips on mine. Mr. Jackson had briefly been caught off guard, but a few moments into it he immediately took control of the kiss, causing me to practically melt into a puddle at the feel of his soft warm lips sensuously caressing mine.

I felt his hands slowly sliding up my frame, and I gasped as I suddenly felt his hands on my breasts, loving them manually. Taking advantage of my surprise he sneakily slipped his tongue in between my lips, invariably deepening our kiss.

"Nnn..ah Mr. Jackson..!" I moaned as the pads of his thumbs began to tease my nipples, which were straining against the thin cotton of my shirt.

"Mmm.." he groaned against my mouth as he continued to wreak havoc on my mind, body and soul. "You like that?" he asked huskily with his voice about an octave deeper, and I could feel him smirking darkly against my mouth.

"A-ah...yesss...Mr. Jackson..." I hissed as another shock of pleasure shot through
me, settling in the heat between my legs where it sizzled and throbbed.

He made a strangled sound before he tore his lips from my mouth, his eyes wild with passion.

"Baby...my name is Michael..." he rasped before his lips ravaged mine again. "Mr. Jackson...is...my father." he groaned in between kisses.

Without warning, he suddenly tucked his hands into where my thigh met my rear and deftly picked me up. My legs automatically wrapped around his narrow waist as he quickly crossed the length of the room, before arriving at his desk.

He muttered a couple of curses under his breath before he swept everything on the desk onto the floor with a loud crash, before he set me down on the now clear desk.

I looked up at him dazedly, and I was vaguely aware that my lips were swollen from his insistent kisses.

I had never felt more alive.

With hunger in his eyes, he bit his lip as he slid his hands down from my hips to my thighs, parting my legs slightly before settled himself in between them. Like a man possessed, his hands instantly found themselves on my breasts again.

"Damn girl..." he moaned."You make me wanna do things your mama warns you about..."

I swear I was gonna effing melt in his hands.

And then all of a sudden he was on me, all over me, and driving me up the wall with bliss. With a sudden burst of strength, he slid me across the desk towards him, my butt making a squeaking noise as it slid against the polished surface. Embarrassed, I giggled slightly, however, it soon gave way to a gasp as I suddenly felt his leg firmly pressed up against my throbbing heat.

"O-oh God..!" I cried out as he insistently pressed his leg against me, before his lips captured mine in a hungry kiss.

"He can't help you now..." he murmured wickedly against my lips.

I moaned helplessly; by this point my panties were completely soaked.

I was so far gone by this point, I barely even noticed when he took hold of one of my hands, placing it on his firm chest.

However, I did notice when all of a sudden he took my hand and placed it on him, which throbbed warmly beneath my palm.

Ohmygodohmygodomygod--!

"Mmm...baby...look what you've done to me..." he moaned as he looked into my glazed over eyes, his own eyes peering up at me through his lashes. "It's all your fault..."