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Abel hit the gas as the light changed, and I moved my hand up and down him as fast and tight as I could. I maneuvered in my seat and double-fisted him as pre-cum leaked from the head. I flicked my thumb and slid it down his dick as I stared at his cock and worked him over.

Abel lifted his ass from the seat and thrust into my palm once he hit cruise control. I glanced out the window, and we hit the open highway. Abel’s eyes were sternly on the road, half hooded as his jaw remained clenched. His breathing ragged as I cupped his balls in one hand and rolled them in my palm while I stroked him. He white-knuckled the steering wheel, and my panties were drenched from the scene before me. Turning him on turned me on.

“Fuck, pet, that’s so hot. Look at the size of your hand compared to my big dick. It’s been too long. I can’t wait to get inside you. I need your tight cunt sucking on my dick.”

The image in my head, his dirty words, had me pulsating. I held my legs together tightly, rubbing my thighs, hoping for relief. If both hands weren’t occupied, my fingers would be plunging deep inside me.

I couldn’t wait any longer, and I had to try it. I dropped my head and licked the top, moaning as his salty taste ruptured my taste buds. I licked up his shaft, and Abel moaned loudly.

“Fuck.”

Gripping his base, I opened my mouth and took as much of him as possible while stroking what my mouth couldn’t take. Abel rocked his hips as I bounced my head up and down. My eyes watered, and I gagged, but I wanted so much more of him.

“That’s it, pet. Oh, fucking yeah, swallow it down. We’ll work on it. You’ll take all of me soon enough.” His hand held the back of my head while he watched me and the road.

“I’m almost there. Suck me hard, baby. I’m about to blow.”

Within seconds, hot spurts of cum shot into the back of my throat, and I swallowed him down, sucking softly on his dick and taking everything he had to give.

Abel slumped into the seat and took cruise control off as we neared the campus gates. I tucked him back into his pants, closed him up, sat back, and wiped at my mouth. I rubbed my thighs together as I needed my own release.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

Chapter 10

Chantilla

After giving him my first road head, Abel took outstanding care of me, giving me two very euphoric orgasms and making me want to do it all over again. However, Abel had more control than me, and we studied for the rest of the night. I used his studying tools and got further ahead than I imagined possible.

Abel stayed the night and woke me very satisfactorily on Thursday, which helped ease my stress even more. We went to class, but my first midterm was tomorrow, and all I wanted to do was study.

After my last class, I hunkered down in my room, put my phone on do not disturb mode, and attacked the books. Not too long later, Abel arrived with a crap ton of tacos.

“Abel, I told you I need to study. I have my first midterm tomorrow.”

Ignoring me, Abel grabbed a couple of plates from the kitchenette and sat on the couch, unloading the food. “That’s why I’m here. I’m going to help you study. I had this class my freshman year, too. I aced it.” He winked and took a massive bite of his taco.

I was unable to stay irked with him because he was going to help me with my studying when he could be off doing something that made his future all bright and sunny. I grabbed a taco and ate it while Abel quizzed me.

We spent the next couple of hours reviewing theories and even what the professors sided more on.

“With some of these professors, they like hearing the sound of their own voice. Matthews is that kind of professor. In the essay questions, if you write toward his viewpoint, he’ll grade easier on you.”

The wrongness had me opening my mouth to argue, but Abel cut me off. “It’s not fair, but as long as you know what you believe, it doesn’t matter when you’re trying to pass his test. In the real world, yeah, tell him to fuck off, but in his classroom, play by his rules so you can get out of there with a good grade.”

It made me feel dirty to think that way, but Abel had a valid point. As much as I disagreed, this was just a grade at the end of the day and didn’t showcase my opinions. At Malum Kings Academy, I had to play along to get along.

The solid advice demonstrated how Abel manipulated and calculated everything he said and did. I was learning from a master, so I should heed his advice and follow through.

“Do you mind if I check my email?”

“Sure, go ahead.” I handed him my laptop.

While he checked his email, I reviewed the several topics the essay questions would likely be and made notes of exactly what the professor had mentioned in the lectures, so I had an idea of what to side my essays on.

Abel’s cell buzzed, and he looked at the message. “Babe, I have to go. I have to deal with a couple of idiot frat brothers.” He stood, put his jacket on, and kissed my forehead. “Don’t stay up too late. Good luck on the exam tomorrow.”

“Thank you.” I pouted as I didn’t want him to go. He was a major help, and everything became better when he hung around.

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