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I sighed. “I know exactly what you are, Garrett, that’s the problem.”

“And what’s that?” He said, looking hurt, like I was about to destroy him with my words.

“You’re my downfall.” I said and drank the rest of the glass of wine.

This time Garrett told me his real life story. How his father ran a computer science company that looked into how systems could be run smoother and more efficiently. In just over fourteen months, Garrett would take a job at the family firm alongside his elder brother and sister. Fourteen months. That was how long we would have to stay a secret if I continued this.

“Is there anything else you want to know about me, Meredith?” Garrett finished his water. He’d not touched the wine. I felt the buzz of the alcohol in my system, making me feel mellower. Making me give less of a fuck about anything.

“If you’d been told to fuck the girl in the room to get your new accommodation. Would you have done it?”

He stroked his chin. “Before I met you, yes, without a doubt. I’m young. As long as she had consented, and we had a good time why not?”

I looked at the floor.

“But after, I don’t know. I was prepared to go down on the girl and give her a good time, but to fuck someone, when all I had in my mind was you. I’d have been using them. Because I’d have imagined your face under that mask whether it was you or not.”

“I imagined it was you.” I confessed. “Yours was the face I held in my mind while the stranger got me off.” I shook my head. “And it was you all along. I want to replay it.” I told him. “Now that I know it was you. I want to do it again.”

He pulled me toward him, brought my face closer to his. “Yes, but this time, I will do what I wanted to do after you came on my face. I want to fuck you until you’re no use to anyone else because you’ll crave only me.

Straddling him on the couch, my breasts pressed against him through my blouse. I ground my pubic bone against his groin while my mouth captured his. Garrett fisted his hands in my hair and then showing his strength again when stood up with me still wrapped around him like a monkey on a tree, walked a few paces and then he threw me down onto my bed. He looked around the room until he spotted a scarf I’d left at the foot of the bed, another item that had yet to make it to the laundry hamper. He picked it up and fastened it over my eyes. I was returned to Friday night and not being able to see, everything being left to my other senses, my being alert, but this time I didn’t have to imagine it was Garrett, because it was Garrett, had been him all along.

He stripped me out of all my clothes. I felt the cool breeze from the window flick over my body, making my nipples peak and my skin goose bump. Large hands gripped my breasts and tweaked my nipples and then I felt his tongue there, it was so definitely him. I placed my hands in his hair, the hair I now recognized while he traced his tongue in the lazy circles that had made me come so hard before.

Fingers entered me, plunging into my heat while his tongue continued to tease and torment me. I was already riding so close to the edge and it had only been a few minutes. As I exploded over his mouth, he repeated the words I’d heard Friday night.

“You are beautiful when you come.”

And then I came again, a second wave following the first, as I bucked against Garrett’s mouth giving him everything I had. I remembered all the thoughts and feelings I’d had on the Friday night, how I’d wanted to ride a huge cock. How the tongue hadn’t been enough.

“Please, I need to feel you inside me,” I begged.

“I need to be inside you. My dick is so fucking hard. Feel. See what you do to me.”

He moved up the bed and placed his dick in my hand. I felt the girth of him. He was wide, and he was long, he must have been a good ten inches. I twisted so that he got the message I wanted to ride him and then I climbed on top of him. I positioned his dick at the entrance to my soaking wet pussy and then I lowered myself onto that huge cock.

As his lifted his hips and impaled me deeper, I moaned and groaned. I was full of cock and I loved it. He bought his fingers to my clit and teased me there while I put one hand on his toned stomach and another in my hair and I raised myself up and down on his huge pole, changing to flicking my hips in tiny circles, feeling him plunging deeper and deeper inside my walls. I moved a hand from my hair to one of my breasts and cupped myself there, rolling my breast in my hand before teasing my nipple and then swapping to the other side.

“Garrett, I’m so close.”

Just when I thought I had everything I wanted, Garrett spoke.

“Look at you, you dirty bitch. Open your eyes. You’re fucking me. Fucking a student. We’re in the classroom. Can you see that? We’re in the classroom and I’m fucking you on your desk and the other students could come in at any moment. And you don’t care. You’re just riding my cock and ready to explode and I can hear footsteps coming up the corridor and we’re about to be caught at any time.”

My clit and walls started to pulse slowly around his cock as I felt my climax explode around him. Then the wave hit.

“Oh my fucking God.”

Garrett held onto my ass firmly with those huge hands that belonged to those super strong arms and he rode me through my orgasm until he spilled with his own, cum shooting inside me. I collapsed forward onto his torso, sweat pouring down my face. My breathing was ragged and my heart pounded so hard I feared a cardiac arrest.

“That was what I wanted to do to you Friday night.” Garrett said, stroking my hair back and holding it off my face. “Don’t tell me this is wrong, because it doesn’t feel wrong. It feels all so right.”

I looked up at him and bit my lip. I craved him but I knew I shouldn’t continue this.

“And next time. We will really fuck in a classroom,” Garrett added.

And I was done for.

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