Is it Love or Lust? [Student/Teacher] BIG CHANGE/REWRITING IS COMING SOON!

19 - Impaired Judgment, Charmed, and My Car Turns You On

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                      Chapter 19 - Impaired Judgment, Charmed, and My Car Turns You On

“Why didn’t you tell me about the second one?” He moved so close to me, his face bending down to mine.

“It wasn’t important, what are you doing?”

“What I should have done a long time ago.” He pressed into me, my eyes closed, I was loving the contact between us.  

“You’ve been drinking.” I tried to get my hands free, but his grip was too tight.

“Three beers, not enough to be drunk.” He spread my legs apart with his body, pressing into my core. I had to fight to keep the moan from escaping my lips.

“It’s enough to impair your judgment. Chris, stop.” I didn’t want to nor could I take seeing his back as he left my room again. His lips were at my ear. My body shook beneath him.

“It’s enough to do what we both want. You’re burning.” He pressed into my core further, emphasizing what he was talking about. He has no idea, it’s like liquid fire pooling in my jeans. His lips grazed my jaw to my lips.

“Chris!” His lips were hovering, barely touching.

“Do you want it?” I couldn’t think, all I could do was feel him and what he did to me. I closed the small gap between our lips, kissing him the way I’ve wanted for so long. I finally get to feel his smooth lips on mine. The stubble on his face felt even better than it did the first time. He was so warm compared to me; his body heat was rolling off in waves. His tongue traced my bottom lip, asking for permission. I didn’t give it to him. He tried again, but I still held back. He slid my hands up the door above my head, gathering both my wrists in one hand. His other hand explored my body. He pulled away from my lips making my eyes open to see him gazing into my eyes. His index finger slid down the front of my body, slowly going from my collar bone down the valley between my breasts and down my stomach to the top of my jeans. He wasn’t making direct skin to skin contact, but his finger left a trail of fire in its wake. He kept the eye contact throughout the charade. He bunched my jeans in his fist pulling me to him hard, I whimpered at the force he used. His eyes shone with desire, an emotion so close to lust.

I brought my leg up to wrap around his waist, he got the hint, letting go of my jeans and pressing my back into the wall. I wrapped my other leg around his waist, never breaking our eye contact. He let go of my arms, I immediately snaked them around his neck, fisting his hair in my hands, pulling him down for a kiss. His hands were on my lower back traveling lower and lower as he moved us to my bed. He set me down before crawling between my legs to kiss me again. Once his lips were back on mine my hands slipped their way up his shirt feeling the hard muscles under his soft skin. He shivered against me as my fingers were cold. His tongue traced my bottom lip, asking for entrance, which I granted thinking I had kept him out long enough. His tongue thrust into my mouth, I whimpered not really expecting him to be so fast about it. He moaned into my mouth, gripping me tighter. I grabbed his shirt gliding it up with my fingers. He broke the kiss reluctantly before sitting up and taking his shirt off.

I stared for an unknown amount of time, almost drooling over his god like perfection. I look up at his eyes; he was watching me take him in. He came back down and I shivered in anticipation. He stopped just above my lips, looking me in the eyes before kissing me senseless. I slid my hands up his chest before pushing on him straddling his hips, never breaking the kiss. His hands slid under my shirt feeling for skin, my instinct reaction was to clench my muscles pulling in my stomach. His touch lit my skin on fire as it got harder to kiss him. I couldn’t breathe when he touched me and adding the kissing, I couldn’t breathe at all. I broke the kiss needing air as I sat up taking my shirt off then taking the tank top off too. I got off of him and the bed, he sat up confused. I gave him a small smile as I unzipped my jeans. I slowly pushed them down over my hips inch by inch. His eyes trailed my jeans with every movement, like a cat ready to pounce. Once they were down all the way, I stepped out of them, leaving me in my black boy short panties and a black lacey bra. His eyes traveled up my body slowly, taking in the contrast between my creamy white skin and the pitch black of my bra and panties. I walked up to him slowly, in between his legs, looking down at his face.