The Love of Lies

Teach Me

MATURE CONTENT 18+

Ashton’s POV

Before Mark came back with the lady in pink, I had already given the woman by my side a hard ‘no’ to whatever plans we had. It’s foul I know, but I saw Mark struggling with the woman who kept shaking her head, and in her actions, I saw an opportunity.

Mark has enough women not to care, and if I asked him to back off, he would, or at least I hope he would.

I see the woman shrug her shoulders in a way that is familiar, and Mark extends his elbow to her, which she rejects. I see him laughing as the girl follows him, and when they are close enough for me to see their faces clearly, my heart leaps in my chest.

The sexy lady in pink is Cori. I always thought she was pretty, but she always dressed frumpy, even on her birthday. This is the first time I’m seeing her in something fitted, and her hair... She had it tied in a braid or up in a bun every time we met, and I’m actually surprised by the fullness of her curls.

I say her name loudly, and she looks up at me in confusion. I flash a smile and her eyes light up.

“Glasses Guy!” She says excitedly, and my heart skips a beat thinking she doesn’t remember my name. I make a joke about it, and she looks down guiltily.

I don't get to follow up because Mark interjects, and not wanting Cori to fall victim to his charms, I intentionally mislead him when he asks if she and I know one another.

“Oh yeah, she and I go way back, but this is the first time I’m seeing her so dressed.” I purposely made it seem as if I have seen the woman naked, and I can tell it puts Mark off, but not fully.

Cori extends a hand to the woman next to me, but she doesn’t get a handshake back. She makes a comment about my girlfriend being mad at me, and I assure her that I barely even knew the woman's name.

Seeing that he is being ignored, Mark leaves, and I pull Cori toward my brother, eager to introduce her. It doesn’t help that I have been drinking, and I can see both him and Julia smiling as Cori and I speak.

I ask her to have a drink with me, but she declines, so I press a little harder. I tell her that I will make sure she is sober before she leaves, and that works to get her to agree. I come back with two fuzzy navels for her and Julia, who I’m not surprised has already pulled the girl in close, likely protecting her from the other vultures, especially Mark who hasn’t stopped looking.

“Cori is a lightweight too,” I say to Julia, who raises an eyebrow at me. I know what she is thinking, and I don’t bother to correct her.

The women clink their glasses, and Cori takes careful sips of her drink, making me smile because I know she is heeding the warning I had previously given her.

Cori’s POV

Troy and his girlfriend are extremely fun people to be around. For some reason, I'm comfortable with them, and because Ashton has always made sure to sober me up in the past, I trust that he will do the same tonight.

Julia has also promised to make sure that I get home safe, and while her drunken words shouldn’t mean much; I’m also drunk, so she has my trust.

A song she and I love comes on and I find myself, me, Cori Russo, on the dancefloor. I know how to dance; I just don’t do it in public. My dancefloor is usually my living room, and my dance partner is always my mop or broom.

I feel arms wrap around my waist and I intuitively know it's Ashto and Julia gives me a cheeky thumbs up as her boyfriend pulls her into his chest.

I start mimicking the way the couple is dancing, and Ashton groans in my ear.

“So sexy,” he growls seductively, and I chuckle, telling myself that he is being sarcastic.

Julia and Troy leave and come back to the dancefloor where Ashton and I are still grinding on one another. They have glasses of shots with them, and I take two before the burn in my chest is too intense, making Julia laugh.

She gives her boyfriend puppy dog eyes, and he nods with an eye roll. I watch her also take two shots, but when she goes for a third, Troy stops her.

“Babe, I still want some tonight,” he whines, and I laugh more loudly than I meant to. My body starts to sway, and Ashton uses a hand to steady me. “You should get her home Bro,” Troy says. “I think she is done too.”

I look around, trying to find the other person who is 'done' for the night, and I laugh when I realize that Julia is no longer standing on her own. Troy has her propped against his body, and her eyes are pretty much closed.

“Let's get you out of here,” Ashton says into my ear, and I nod, not wanting to pass out on the dance floor.

I’m drunk, but I remember to send a text to Syd, marking the time I’m leaving because I still want to get paid, even if I was too distracted to actually work.

Ashton’s POV

Cori and I had such a fun time that I completely forgot about how uncomfortable the night started off for me. I swear I haven’t laughed so much in a club ever, and that's saying a lot since I wasn’t always the boring person I am now.

While Cori and I are dancing, my brother brings shots for me and him, but Cori reaches out and takes two of them, making Julia jealous. I really shouldn’t have let the girl drink anything else because I was already steadying her while we were dancing.

Once my brother gives into Julia, I take the remaining shots for myself, something I shouldn’t have done, but I can tell my brother is going to have to sober up quickly, so I’m just trying to help.

In the short amount of time it takes me to down the drinks, Cori sways, and my brother tells me that she is done. Cori laughs at something, and I find myself smiling like a fool.

“Let’s get you out of here,” I whisper into her ear, and she nods, sending a text that I think is her asking someone to get her, making me panic.

“Cori, can I please take you home?” I ask, hoping that she says yes, and when she does, I practically pull her out of the place.

I hail a taxi, giving him my address as Cori leans against me.

I start caressing her arm and I lift her hair to gently stroke her exposed neck. She makes soft moaning sounds that have me so hard I can barely wait to get her home.

If it weren’t for the fact that we were in a taxi and not a private car with a partition, I would have already been balls deep in the girl.

As soon as the taxi stops, I pull Cori out of the car and attack her lips with a hunger that I haven’t felt in a long time. We are clumsily kissing, but I forgive us for our mistakes because we are drunk, and every time our teeth hit, Cori giggles, which turns me on further.

I push open my apartment door, lifting Cori in my arms as I press my erection against her. She hasn’t stopped kissing me, but by the time we get to the bed, we are both completely naked.

I take one of her n*****s into my mouth and she squeals in pleasure. I have never been with a woman as responsive as she is, and my d**k is practically leaking in anticipation.

“Tell me how you like it,” I whisper, kissing and sucking on the part of her neck that seems to be her sweet spot. I want to give her the best f**k of her life, unlike what I planned to do with the other girl.

“I don’t know; you'll have to show me how.”

“f*****g kinky,” I say huskily, and now, I'm more excited.

I reach my hand down, making sure she's wet before sliding a condom on, then I drive my c**k into her.

Cori makes a loud noise that sounds pained; she is so unbelievably tight that I sober up a bit. I haven’t entered her fully, but the resistance I feel as I try to push myself inside makes me question what I think should be impossible.

“Cori,” I say, planting kisses on the woman’s eyes, which are closed and wet from tears that should not be there. “When you said I would have to teach you… did you mean this is your first time?”

“Yes,” she whispers back, and I feel like a complete asshole, but my c**k is beating my brain.

I pull out, making the girl whimper and I remove the condom. I have been with a virgin once, and since the damage has already been done, I might as well enjoy her fully.

I slide back in, still facing resistance that feels amazing. I have not felt this level of tightness since high school, and I must say that I’m tempted to not pull out.

I rock my hips into the woman, making her breast bounce as she moans my name. Her eyes are still closed, but I know she isn’t in pain anymore because she has started to pant in the way that women do when they are close to an orgasm.

As she finds her release, I find mine, and not expecting her muscles to clench so tightly while she climaxes, I’m unable to pull out, but truthfully, I’m not sure I wanted to.

I kiss her all over her face as she drifts into a sleep that I wouldn’t dare to interrupt. Usually, I would already be calling whoever I was banging a cab, but Cori can stay the night.

I pull out, noticing the slightest hint of blood on my bed sheets, and I’m once again confronted by reality.

I get a warm washcloth and use it to clean between Cori’s legs. I read somewhere that semen can become sticky and irritable, but I want her to rest well, especially since I don’t know if she has clinicals in the morning.

I put on a pair of pajama bottoms as I crawl into the bed, telling myself to stay awake, so that if she wakes up, I can explain that I didn’t know it was her first time, and give her the option to kick my ass, which I would gladly deserve.

I also pick up my phone and start looking for a pharmacy that sells the morning after pill. When I find one, I save the location so that I can tell Cori where to go if she wants to get it herself, or if she wants me to go, I can go and get it for her quickly.

I'm trying hard to keep my eyes open, but sleep is calling for me, and with Cori peacefully resting beside me, I start being lulled by the light sound of her breathing.

I just stare at her beautiful face, taking in the cute shape of her nose, and her pouty and full pink lips, but exhaustion wins, and my heavy eyes eventually close.