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» twenty-one

"Demi, I need to talk to you." I heard the ever so familiar voice of Jeremy call from behind me just as I had exited my history class. When his hand touched my right shoulder, I rolled my eyes and tensed my entire body before backing away to face him.

"What do you want Jeremy?" I asked, an annoyed tone in my voice.

"I...I was just going to tell you that I had a good time the other night." I smiled, not saying anything else as I really didn't want to take this conversation any further. I didn't want to fuck anything up after my birthday with Wilmer, after waking up in the morning while still in his arms and seeing that he hadn't fled in the middle of the night. "I was wondering if you wanted to chill again?"

I shook my head, "No thank you, I'm a little busy."

"Okay well...I wanna see you again, Demi." He said, not taking the fucking hint as he inched closer to me. I looked up at him, not knowing what to do at this moment. I didn't want to make a scene but it was more difficult when he placed his hand on my hip. I froze not knowing if I should yell or not. I wanted to run, to smack his hand away from me but I spent so much time thinking instead of reacting.
The next thing I knew, his lips were on mine for a brief second before I pushed him back.

"I knew you would fucking try and take it that one step too far again!" I hissed angrily while pushing him away from me. A loud thud echoed as his back hit the wall. "Don't touch me!" I growled, coming back to reality to see everyone surrounding us observing the situation.
I rolled my eyes, ready to turn on my heels when I saw Wilmer heading towards his office. Jeremy saw the distressed expression on my face as I thought through what I was going to do. "Fuck!" I hissed, running my hand through my black hair. People moved along when they realised that there wasn't going to be a big fight or anything.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were into me!" Jeremy called as I took off down the hall, jogging towards Wilmer's office just as he slammed the door shut.

I knocked, trying to seem as if I wasn't completely panicking. "Please let me in, Wilmer, it's not what you think." I said calmly,

"It's unlocked." His stone cold voice stated. I let out a deep breath before pushing the door open and taking a seat on the small sofa that he kept in his office. I had only been in here a handful of times before, and although he could lock the door, he was always afraid of the Headmaster walking in. "You're fucking around with Jeremy again, correct?"

I screwed up my face in disgust. "No, completely and utterly incorrect. Nowhere near correct!"

"Well, I don't think this is going to work if you run around kissing other guys."

"Can you just shut up and listen to me for once?" I said sternly, Wilmer clenched his jaw at the way I had spoken to him, I was usually begging him to let me speak, but this time I had genuinely done nothing wrong. "I invited Jeremy over a few nights ago for pizza and a movie because I was drunk and lonely, he left before 10 pm and I hadn't seen him again or even spoken to him again since this morning. Okay?" I explained, Wilmer nodded his head, taking a seat next to me on the couch as he waited for me to go on. "He obviously took it as an opportunity to make a move again, but it wasn't, and I had made that clear to him. He kissed me. That's what you saw. You didn't see when I fucking pushed him off of me and into the wall, telling him not to touch me. I don't want him, Wilmer, I want you."

"I don't trust you, that's the problem. What's a relationship without trust?"

"Two people who love each other who are learning each other. That's what it is. Two people who love each other enough to learn to bring their walls down and trust again. That's what it is." I said desperately, "I'm willing to try for you, I'm willing to change for you. What do we have to lose?"

Wilmer looked to the floor, "Each other." He stated, leaving his seat next to me and walking across his small office.

"And if we don't give it a go then we are going to lose each other anyway."

"I want to give us another shot. One last chance. I love you, and I want to allow myself to love you..." Wilmer trailed off, leaving me confused at what exactly he was trying to say.

"...so?"

"What?"

I raised my eyebrows, "Are you going to ask me?"

"Ask you what?" The man asked, finally catching on as I smiled to him. "Really? Shouldn't you be the one asking me since you fought for it so hard?" I looked at him with a blank expression as he let out a chuckle, "Demi, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes please." I said with a chuckle. Making my way up to him, he pulled me closer to him by my hand. My body bumped up against his, sending chills throughout mine. I looked up at him with a blissful smile before standing on my tip toes, pressing my lips against his. I moaned when one of his hands snaked around to my ass, giving it a light squeeze. I saw how he wanted to take charge, but I didn't want to give in. I wanted to be dominant. As our lips danced with one another I moaned into the kiss a little more just to turn him on.

Breaking the kiss, I bit my lip before looking over his shoulder at his desk. "Clear your desk, baby." I whispered in a seductive tone. Wilmer did as asked without even the slightest bit of hesitation, moving everything to one side so we can have enough room, and it was more than enough. I gave him a guiding push towards the bare surface before he positioned himself lying on the desk in front of me. I moved my hands ever so slowly from his knees to his thighs, being sure to get close to the part I knew he wanted me to touch. After a moment of anticipation, I knelt down onto my knees and undid his belt, the unzipping of his pants following soon after.

I could feel him grow under my fingertips as I fiddled with the fabric of his boxers, as soon as his erection was released I wrapped my lips around his girth. It wasn't long before his fingers were tangled in my hair, moans of ecstasy escaping from his lips as I bobbed up and down, one of my hands at the base jerking him off as my mouth focussed on the rest.

The decision to spit or swallow always had me unsure, I mean, he didn't taste bad, but it's not something I would drink with my dinner, you know? The fact that had I brought him to that point always made me feel as if I had succeeded in something though, and for once he didn't have dominance over me and I was in control of him. When it came down to him climaxing, I quickly swallowed before cleaning up any excess fluids. Keeping my lips against his erect member for just a minute longer, kissing and softly sucking his length as he throbbed under my touch, I slipped his boxers to cover him again before he proceeded to secure everything else.

"I love you, woman." Wilmer said with hunger in his voice as I pressed my lips against him. He kissed back, not minding that he could taste himself on my lips because if anything he probably found it sexy.

I smiled at the remark as I pulled away. "I love you too."

Tbh Jeremy needs to fuck off, comment 'fuckeremy' if you think he needs to leave.