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GIBSON
I’m not comfortable going to the house of a student’s dad, not when the student is there. But I understand the showdown Stone has had with his former father-in-law and applaud him for putting Jett first, knowing it would impede the already shaky relationship he has with Jett’s grandpa.
On the phone today, he’d sounded a bit discouraged, having not had a chance to have reconciled with Charis. “I promise, when Jett falls asleep, he’s out. Anyway, we can hang out in the film room where there’s a door. He won’t be able to just come in.”
Stone is a persuasive man, and because I couldn’t say no to him, or didn’t want to, is more like it, I find myself in front of his door, texting him I’m here.
It’s pulled back, just seconds after I send the text. He’s in a pair of faded blue jeans and a Nirvana T-shirt. So, unlike every other time I’ve been around him.
“What is this?” I point to his outfit, fanning my hand up and down.
With one eyebrow higher than the other, I know I’m in for quite the retort. “You really want me to explain what this is?”
He points to his pants, more appropriately, where his cock happens to be.
“Nah, I’m familiar with that part of your body.” I impart a sly wink, bypassing him, entering his house. “I’m speaking of your relaxed almost alternative nineties grunge look you have going on. Where’s your flannel?”
He doesn’t respond, but brings me in for a long kiss, and when his lips crash with mine, my body is pushed against the wall. He’s not gentle, nor are his hands, when he grips my cheeks a little too tight, but the pain is a delicious sort of sensation, as he takes his knee to open my legs. I don’t duel with him for control. The big, bad doctor needs it, and I gladly give it to him. He pulls away and I think the kiss will be over soon, but he only nips at my lips, another pain I’m enjoying too much.
My hands return the favor, with one on his crotch, his cock hardening by the second with my touch. The other rakes through his blond hair and the moans emitting from his mouth have me as hard as he is.
I’m the one to break our connection, but the smile on his face with my hand still on his erection is beautiful.
“Is Jett asleep?”
He leans in, placing a kiss on the bridge of my nose. It’s so intimate, and honestly, I love it.
“Yeah, he’s been down for an hour. And I have a monitor on in his room to hear him just in case he needs me. And the film room can be locked.” He arches an eyebrow at me, a silent question between us. I’d like nothing more than to let him fuck me, like he had just two weeks ago. But he wants more than I’m willing to give. And that’s the reassurance that if Charis is down with this insane idea, eventually, I’ll be on board.
“Nothing has to be decided tonight. Let’s just enjoy our time together, okay?” This is his reassuring retort. He moves his hand to mine, which had been still on his cock.
“I know your ploy, Doctor O’Leary.”
“Really, Teach? Do tell.”
I thread my fingers with his and bring them to my lips to kiss. “You want us to fall for you, so we can’t say no to your insane idea.”
“I’ve never given it much thought.”
My stare doesn’t leave his eyes. “Has anyone ever told you that you can’t lie for shit?”
We both laugh. I know his secret. I’m not sure if I want his plan to succeed or not.
* * *
Why watcha movie when both of our hands wander? “If you wanted to just make out all night, you didn’t have to use a movie as a pretense.” I push from him just enough to say this.
“Actually, I had every intention of watching a film with you. You went from wanting to kill me just a week ago, to wanting to blow me.”
He gets my attention. “Is that an option?” I ask.
“Everything is an option.” He nips my lips for a brief second. “No, but seriously, Teach, what changed? I’m not complaining, but fuck, I gotta know what I need to do to make this a tradition when we get together.”
“It just so happened, I spoke with Charis today. She called me on her way home. She seemed happy and something made me want to have her with us tonight. Not that you’re not enough for me, because you are—especially if you suck me off,” I explain.
“You’re naughty, Teach. Aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I guess I am.” The truth is, when I’m with him, he brings out the naughty in me and I love it.
