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“You have school tomorrow,” I say, turning to face him with a stern, raised brow. “Meet in my office when you’re done?”
“I’ll see you there.”
Half an hour of unending torture goes by before I hear my door handle jostle. We’ve passed through the house many times over the last few days, but the inability to touch or kiss Alyssa because she was with Tony or because I was with my crew drove me crazy.
She steps inside, the rocket ship-shaped ice cream removed from its cover but untouched as she walks towards my desk. Like the night we spent in my garden, she’s dressed in grey shorts – although this time, they’d be better called panties – and an old, worn shirt that stretches so tightly against her breasts I can see the buds of her pink nipples sticking through. She’s taunting me and she knows it.
One look is all it takes for my manhood to stiffen against my leg.
“You wanted to see me, Mr. Hawthorne?” Alyssa approaches me with a carelessness that makes her breasts dance with every step.
“Yes, I wanted to talk about your employ,” I keep the conversation serious. It doesn’t penetrate the giddiness Alyssa’s wearing like an intoxicating perfume.
“Have I done something wrong, Mr. Hawthorne?” She takes a seat opposite me.
Yes, she has done something wrong. The leather chair opposite me isn't her seat, my fucking lap is.
Alyssa spreads her legs enough to give me a view of the promised land between them, and the small wet patch against the grey cotton. I immediately forget about where she's supposed to sit and bite down on the inside of my cheek.
If she’s not careful, I won’t be able to control myself. I won’t only take her virginity; I’ll fucking destroy her tight cunt. She doesn’t know the monster she’s awoken in me, hell, I don’t even know it.
I slide a hand beneath the desk, reaching for my dick. It throbs and twitches for her, tightening my pants into a stiff tent.
“You’re here for three weeks, right?”
“Uh-huh,” the tip of her tongue strikes the head of her Red Rocket.
I want to turn away to get through what I have to say, but she’s enchanted me. I’m locked in her spell as her tongue plays with the treat. My mind spirals, the image of her mouth around my tip repeats in my head over and over again.
“I don’t think it’s long enough. You’re doing so well… I’d hate to lose you so soon after I got you.” Even these rudimentary sentences are hard to get out. I’m fumbling over my words and my hand instinctively takes the head of my cock into a tight fist.
Three days of filthy thoughts about Alyssa have brought me to this point. I can’t stop or control myself. The beast has taken over and he will get what he demands.
“Then what would you suggest?” Alyssa leans back in her chair, pushing her chest out further. The fabric of her black top stretches tighter against her skin. If it was a fleeting sight before, now I get a full view of her tits in the worn-out fabric.
I physically restrain my hand from stroking my shaft.
“Simple. Don’t leave.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Alyssa slides her mouth over the Rocket and pushes it deeper until it hits the back of her throat. A satisfied moan follows the motion and her eyes go squinty.
“I wasn’t joking when I said you’re going to be mine, Alyssa.”
“Then believe me when I say, I can’t wait for you to take me.” Those words send me over the edge.
I can’t stop myself from launching out of my chair and around the table to her. Alyssa’s eyes widen at my sudden movements, but I don’t give her time to process what’s happening. I grab the hand holding the ice cream and pull her to her feet.
Our lips meet and the taste of cherry floods my mouth. Alyssa wraps her arms around my shoulders and the icy sweet hits the back of my neck. The sudden chill isn’t enough to still my arousal and somehow enhances my rock-hard erection.
I could probably break a fucking rock with the sledgehammer between my legs.
“Oh, Mr. Hawthorne, what are you doing?” Alyssa whispers the sultry words into my ear.
“Taking what’s mine,” I say, my voice ragged and hoarse.
I take her earlobe into my mouth and nibble it. Her body reacts with spasms of pleasure. That’s right, she’s a virgin, she’s never had a man's touch, she doesn’t know all the pleasure it can bring.
You’re in good hands, princess.
