KYLE
There she was again, doe-eyed Chloe that was more or less mine to command.
As soon as she spotted me outside the door, her initial expression was a tinge of nervousness which was understandable since I held the one secret that could ruin her and everything she’s ever worked for.
But within seconds, her arms were crossed over her chest and she was looking at me like she could send me to the seven circles of hell with a snap of her fingers. Little did she know, her standoffish attitude drew me toward her rather than scaring me off like she hoped it would.
To show her just that, I let my eyes slowly sweep over her magnificent body.
I noticed how she nervously readjusted her hands across her chest and I knew it was her body responding to mine despite the frown that had crawled over he features.
“Stop ogling me from over there like a creep,” she glared at me before attempting to walk past me.
I didn’t let her, I was nowhere done with her.
Easily, I reached out and grabbed her wrist before pulling her towards me until her back was pressed against my chest and her ass was cushioning my pelvis.
“I’ll only stop because I’d much rather ogle you up close than from a distance where I can’t touch you,” my breath was fanning her ears as I leaned in closer, “and of course, I have vivid plans to touch you until you’re a quivering mess.”
Her breath hitched on hearing that and I easily picked up on it.
“I know you’re a hardheaded serial offender, but I’m not so stop crushing me in front of a teacher’s office!” she harshly whispered and tried to wiggle her way out of my grip but I didn’t let her.
“Hardheaded serial offender huh? One of the names you tagged me in your first viral article about wayward students,” I laughed, “is that why you stormed off to the teacher’s office to get me removed as your partner?”
On hearing that, she stiffened.
She must’ve thought her outrage upon seeing the list and storming out frantically right after was subtle, but I had my eyes on her the entire time and made sure to track her high and mighty ass to the office.
Chloe was always running from me, but she didn’t know how much I enjoyed a good chase, especially if my prey was as naive and mind-numbingly hot as herself.
“Did your silly attempt to get rid of me flop, princess?” I dragged out the last word in a mocking tone knowing that I was probably right.
“Let. Me. f*****g. Go!” she said through gritted teeth while glancing at the teacher’s door scared that it would be opened anytime soon.
At least her avoiding the question was my confirmation that she’d failed and was still stuck with me.
“I should remind you that you’ll have much more to worry about than being written up for misconduct by a teacher if you ever disobey me,” I turned her neck roughly to face me so she could see the no-nonsense look I had on.
“But if you’re willing to risk that then I dare you to call my bluff and walk away.”
I loosened my grip around her wrist but she stayed put, “Good girl.”
Lazily, I moved my hand from her neck and gripped her jaw to take a good look at the little w***e I now had at my fingertips to do with as I pleased. But my gloating was short-lived as she suddenly pushed my hand away from her face and shot me a glare.
“Don’t bite the hand that shoved a d**k in your mouth, president,” I told her as I let go of her.
She scrunched up her nose at me in disgust at the same time the teacher’s door was pushed open and I simply winked at her and walked off in the direction of the parking lot.
In no time, I slipped into my grey Mustang and roared the engine to life before driving out of the school building.
Going on drives had been a coping method for me for as long as I could remember and right now I needed to clear my head of all the dark and sensual thoughts that being close to Chloe had triggered.
Just like she’d been triggering similar thoughts from the second I saw her.
I’ll never forget that day, I was late for the class but instead of scrambling to find a seat when I walked in, my eyes fell on her and stayed glued to her mesmerizing eyes. She was heavily focused on the slides the teacher was going on about and she didn’t spare me a glance, but that’s when I marked her as mine to explore.
The days and weeks that followed were tougher than I’d expected. I couldn’t get her attention no matter what I did because she didn’t move with my type of crowd, just the f*****g nerdy crews and math club types.
That didn’t stop me from fantasizing about her though, if anything, it made me crave her in an obsessive way. I daresay that the wildest orgasms I’ve ever gotten all happened while I was stroking my d**k and thinking of all the nasty ways I’d explore her body.
Finally, fate smiled on me the day I saw her sneaking stealthily towards the office, I didn’t know if it was the inexplicable pull I felt around her that made me follow her, but after finding something to hold over her head I was glad I did.
Then that f*****g blowjob? That was my undoing, my Achilles heel.
From the second she started pumping up and down, I felt my obsession with her intensify unbelievably. Even as naive and inexperienced as she was, she managed to give me the best head I’d ever gotten.
Like that wasn’t enough, I realized just how easily her body reacted to mine despite the fact that she acted like I was the worst possible person she’d ever come across. How she had shattered so wildly on my fingers and those pretty moans that she did everything to bite back were enough proof. I didn’t care what she thought of me though and now that I’d learned about her hidden dark desires, I planned to f**k her in every position known to mankind.
To pull her hair until she was choking on my c**k, to watch her scream while I filled her holes, to see her come undone from my touch, to revel in her nervous blushing whenever I said dirty words at will…. I wanted to do all of that and so much more to her with the leverage I now had.
I dragged in a deep breath as I felt an erection brimming just when I pulled into the parking lot of a pharmacy.
Instinctively, I pulled my huge hoodie over it and reached for my doctor’s prescription from my glove compartment. God knows if I didn’t refill my prescription, It’d be a lot harder to hold back the next time I’d see her.
As I pushed the door of the pharmacy open, I laughed at the thought of ripping her clothes to shreds in public because I was off my meds.
Weirdly, it seemed f*****g hot.