The Queen of the Rogues

Good Morning

The ride to school was awkward. Kyle was usually not this quiet. Every attempt at small talk resulted in short answers. After Amanda convinced him that her ribs were healing fine he simply paid attention to the road. Amanda ended up opting for silence, chocking it up to Kyle being a cranky pants in the morning. Her long brown hair was brushed out and down. She wore her make up the same as usual, playing up her brown eyes with some extra liner and coats of mascara. She had kept her outfit simple. A white ribbed tank top over top of her favourite white push up bra. A light denim mink skirt and her usual white converse sneakers. She nervously played with the pendent around her neck. Keeping her eye on the time.

At 8:20 she received a text on her phone.

“Slight change of plans. Can we meet on the benches by the forest at the back building?” It read.

Amanda felt uneasy. She wasn’t sure why he had changed their plans. She hadn’t responded to his text the night before. Feeling spent from her orgasm and the stress of the day, she had passed out into a deep dreamless sleep.

“I guess so,” she typed back.

Kyle dropped her off at the front door at 8:25. He usually ran to her door to open it but this time he just kept his eyes focused straight ahead.

“You’re being a real jerk for, considering you broke my ribs,” she told him as she climbed out of the Suv.

She could see his face twitch but he said nothing. “You know Kyle, it’s not about not opening the door. I’m more than capable. It’s the fact that you’re supposed to be one of my best friends and your silent treatment is coming out of nowhere and it’s cruel and gross. I didn’t do anything to you,” she slammed the door.

“I will be ready at 3”, she told him via mind link. “Don’t bother speaking to me til then,” she closed the link so he couldn’t respond as she stormed off.

Amanda wandered through the crowds to the back building. It was just after 8:30, as she exited the back, when she saw him. He was standing at a picnic table, under a patch of trees at the edge of the campus. He was pacing. His hands wringing together as he he slowly paced around the table. She took in the sight of him. Relaxed blue jeans and a grey t shirt.

Suddenly, he had his nose in the air. She smiled as he turned towards her, remembering what he said about her scent. His face broke into a smile. The locked eyes and held their gaze. Neither daring to move. Neither knowing their next move.

Jake moved first. His blue eyes lit with a fire from within, he quickly cleared the space between. Taking her hands in his, she felt a ripple of little electric waves. His eyes searched hers for permission as he held her small hands in his large ones. They were calloused yet smooth.

Not being able to control herself any longer, she dropped her bag and took hold of his t shirt as she stood on her tiptoes, pulling him closer to her.

He smashed his lips into hers with the ferocity of a starved man, about to devour his first meal in days. His lips moving with hers in a natural rhythm, as they both felt the tiny electric waves.

Amanda let out an involuntary moan, causing him to pull her closer, his tongue taking advantage of the opening, as it found hers, in a slow sensual dance. His hands were up in her hair. She tugged on his beard with one hand, grasping his shoulder tightly with the other. They kissed for minutes which felt like forever. Their lips and tongues working together and causing each other such slow, immense pleasure.

She could feel her arousal starting to seep from her white lace panties.

Jake let out a low growl as he noticed and smelt it too, picking her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her away from the school, into the forest, his lips never stopping their assault on hers.

He held her against a tree, and she could feel his massive c**k fighting to escape his jeans. As if it would destroy the fabric and come out in full force.

His lips left hers, as he began to lick and suck her neck and marking spot. She moaned again causing another growl as he pushed himself up against her harder. She was soaked with pleasure as his lips made their way to her breasts, licking and sucking her cleavage while one hand fondled her. He pulled out one of her breasts, and slowly started to lick and suck her n****e, taking her closer to the edge as she rubbed herself against him. She moaned harder and he sucked her n****e, taking as much of her breast as he could in his mouth. Moaning, as his fingers slid up her skirt, growling as he slid over her panties and rubbed her folds, feeling how wet she really was. He paused to look at her. She was panting and already out of breath, but nodded to signal her permission.

He rubbed in between her folds, his fingers expertly rubbing her mound as she became dangerously close to the edge. Entering one finger into her she lost all control. Her walls contracting around his finger as she slid in and out of her orgasm, while she was gasping and moaning his name. It sounded like music to his ears.

But he didn’t stop and entered a second finger into her. Sliding them in and out, pausing to massage her clit as she undid the button of his jeans. Finding his c**k, bursting against his briefs, she slid her hand inside, taking him in his entirety in her hand, only making it halfway around his girth, as she began to stroke and massage him. Slowly at first, matching the rhythm of his fingers inside her, quickening her pace as she felt closer to exploding. His lips met hers with a fierce velocity, as she took him over the edge and he moaned and groaned her name into her mouth. This took her into ecstasy again, causing her walls to contract over and over, her juices coating his fingers as he emptied his seed in her hand.

Jake laid his forehead against hers, as he broke from their kiss to catch his breath.

“What have you done to me?” He whispered.

She sucked on his bottom lip. “I could ask you the same question,” she whispered into his mouth.