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Mary moans into my mouth again, this time with an edge of anticipation. Yeah, me too, girl.
If anyone is in the hallway right now, even with this classroom door closed, they definitely hear the hungry, needy groan that came out of me.
I briefly pull away and glance around the room.“Would it be too fucked up to throw you over my shoulder and take you into that supply closet?” I gesture to the corner of the room, where the open door reveals a wall of mostly empty shelves.
Mary’s eyes widen, her parted lips swollen from our kissing. My gut clenches at the sight of her pink chin.
Slowly a wicked smile crosses her face. “Only because letting me ambulate myself would be faster.”
“Oh shit, did my beard hurt you that bad? Do I need to call 9-1-1?”
“No, it means I can walk.” She bites down on her smiling lips.
The confusion might be due to the lack of blood flowing to my brain, but I am done forming coherent sentences. And we’ve wasted a whole thirty seconds having this vocabulary lesson.
She shrieks in surprise when I bend down and haul her over my shoulder, my hands wrapped around her legs.
“Beau!”
“Hush, woman. I’m the ambulator now.”
I switch on the light in the closet before I close the door.
“Lights on?” Mary asks breathlessly as I set her down, the door clicking shut behind us.
I smile. “I want to see what your blue eyes do when I make you come.”
The air between us ripples with our shared heat. Mary’s throat bobs, and her fingers go to her swollen, shining lips.
“For real,” I ask, cupping her face. “Did I hurt you?” I run the pad of my thumb over her full bottom lip.
“It’s just a little bit of rubbing. Not too bad,” she says, smiling up at me.
“Hm. Suppose we’ll give your face a break, then.”
The hand that cups her face drags down her throat, then lower, stopping briefly to rest my palm against her breastbone. Her rounded tits heave, and my mouth salivates with the need to taste them.
I push aside the neck of her wrap-style knit top, revealing one pink satin cup of her bra. It’s pretty—Mary would look pretty in anything—but made of thick fabric covering her whole breast. She sighs, biting her bottom lip as my hand travels over the satin and along the base of the metal wire underneath. I’ll never understand these things. They must be a bitch to wear all day. Mary’s tits deserve freedom. Yeah, that’s a self-serving thought. So what.
I slide one thumb over the soft flesh that bulges above the exposed cup of her bra, her heartbeat hammering against my roaming fingers. My gaze flicks up to gauge Mary’s reaction. Her eyes flutter closed, and her teeth pull on her bottom lip. I hook one finger inside the satin cup, and it gives surprisingly easily, revealing one full, round breast tipped with a pink, tempting nipple.
Mary moans, then whispers my name at the swipe of my thumb over the hard bud. I watch it pucker under my touch, and I’m hit with the overwhelming urge to taste and suckle.
My mouth closes over that tight nipple, my tongue dragging lazy circles as I suck. Mary gasps, speaking my name a little louder this time.
“Beau…this is so inappropriate…we have to work together…but that feels so…good.”
I let go of her nipple with a loud kiss, then softly, gently, nuzzle the soft skin with my beard, inhaling her scent. “We’re just two old friends catching up. Nothing inappropriate. But I’ll stop if you want me to stop.”
She blurts, “No. Don’t stop.”
Her words are edged with need. I try to be gentle, but my kisses against her skin grow more urgent as I drag my beard over her chest, tugging aside her dress to expose her collarbone and shoulder. I lick and kiss the delicate bones there. “I won’t be stopping until you come on my fingers.”
ChapterSix
Mary
Did I hear that correctly?
