by Cheri Marie
“Listen to me, Halle. I’ve never been one for rules and when I see something I want, I go for it.”
“What if I don’t want the same thing? What if I never stray from the rules?”
A wicked grin spreads across his face. “Just give me a chance, I’ll have you breaking all the rules.”
My brain is screaming at me to run, to tell him to leave and never come back, but my body is screaming yes! I stare into those blue pools and watch the color in them shift. Starting at my knees, he softly massages my legs as he moves up my thighs. My breathing hitches and my pulse quickens with anticipation of what’s to come if I just give in and say okay.
“Don’t think Halle, just feel. I can take you places you could only dream of.” He pauses as his hands reach the top of my thighs and leans in close as if he’s telling me a secret. “All you have to do is say yes.” His voice is low, husky and full of promise.
He looks at me with a raised eyebrow, waiting for an answer. I can’t speak. All I can think about are his hands on my thighs so I just nod. His lips crush to mine and his thumb skims against the soft material covering my pussy. He pushes against me and I suck a breath through my teeth. His hands move up my stomach to the waistband of my pants. I lift my ass off the counter to help him and he strips me of my pants and panties is one quick movement. Tossing them to the ground, his lips find mine again. I moan against his lips as he slides his fingers in and out of me. Suddenly, I hear Natalie’s key’s in the door.
“Fuck.” I scramble off the counter trying to grab my pants and slip them on but he snatches them from me. “She can’t see you,” I whisper, panicked.
He puts his fingers to his lips, shushing me, as he sinks to his knees just as the door swings open.
“Hey! You’re home early.”
“Yea, we ended the study group early tonight. One of the girls had to get to work.”
I glance down at Jaksen and he puts his finger to his lips again as he slides between my legs. I try to smack him away but he grabs my hands and suddenly his mouth is on me. I gasp and clear my throat.
“You okay?”
“Mhm.” I half moan as Jaksen rolls his tongue over my clit. I clear my throat again. “I was just going to.. Uhm… start dinner.” I thread one of my hands in his hair, trying to pull his head away from me but he grabs my ass and holds me in place.
“Do you need some help?”
She starts to walk towards the kitchen and panic rises in my chest.
“No, nope. I’ve got it.”
Thankfully she stops in her tracks and turns around.
“Okay… well I’m going to go upstairs and work on this paper that’s due Friday. Let me know if you need any help.”
Jaksen thrusts two fingers inside me as he lightly nips my clit before rolling his tongue over it causing me to shout, “Fuck.”
“What happened?” Nat asks, concerned.
“Nothing. Just stubbed my toe.”
She laughs, shaking her head. Thank god I’m naturally accident prone or she probably wouldn’t have believed me.
“Okay.”
She grabs her bag off the couch where she’d tossed it when she came in and makes her way up the stairs. Once I hear her bedroom door close I let out a half breath half moan. I feel Jaksen smile against my pussy as he continues his assault on my clit. I hang on to the counter to steady myself as I feel my body building. His fingers and tongue hit that sweet spot that has my legs shaking and feeling weak.
“Jaksen,” I call out, as I reach my orgasm. He removes his fingers from my pussy and his mouth moves to where he pulled his fingers from to drink in my orgasm. Bringing his hand up, he slides his fingers into my mouth to silence me, letting me taste myself. I’ve always thought that was nasty but now that I’ve experienced it, it’s pretty erotic. Once my legs stop quivering, he removes his fingers from my mouth and stands up.
“That was hot.”
He doesn’t respond. He just places a kiss to my forehead and slips silently out the front door. Leaving me naked from the waist down in my kitchen, I am feeling more confused than I was before.
Chapter Four
Jaksen
I quietly slip out the door of Halle’s apartment so that her roommate doesn’t hear me leave. I had every intention of fucking the shit out of her tonight but it will have to wait for another time. Looking both ways, I make sure no one is in eyesight and quickly slip into my car. Firing up the engine, I pull away from the curb and take off towards home. I’m only a few blocks away when my phone rings. Without looking at the caller ID I answer.
“Hello.”
“Hey there sweetheart,” my ex Yvette’s voice rings through the line and I curse myself for not checking to see who was calling.
“What do you want, Yvette?”
“Where are you?”
“I’m home.”
The line goes quiet for a moment, “Are you sure? I could have swore I just saw you downtown.”
“Must have been someone else.”
She laughs, “With a custom blacked out Viper just like yours?”
Fuck.
“What do you want, Yvette?”
“Come back to me, Jaksen.”
“We’ve been done for a long time. It’s over, Yvette.”
She smacks her lips together, “Well, how about this then? How about I tell everyone about that little blonde student that you’re fucking? There’s no use in even trying to deny it, I saw you with her. I could ruin both of you.”
“Fine. Where are you?”
She giggles, “That’s a good boy. I’m at home. Door is unlocked. I’ll be in my room, ready and waiting.”
I hit end on my phone as I turn the wheel and whip the car around to head back in the other direction. This bitch, I thought I was rid of her. Pissed off, I hit the gas trying to get there and get this over with. At least she’s a fun fuck and nothing is off limits.
But she isn’t Halle.
Halle
It’s been three weeks and Jaksen has hardly said two words to me outside of anything having to do with class. After a week of him ignoring me, I resorted to short skirts and low cut shirts. It still didn’t work in the beginning, until a couple guys in class started showing me attention. I noticed the glares he gave them when they’d look in my direction. Even though he still wasn’t speaking to me, let alone fucking me, at least I had his attention. I decide I’m going in for the kill today, wearing a short navy blue pleated skirt that ends just past my ass and a tight fitted button up that I leave the top couple buttons undone showing off the girls. I grab my books and make my way to class so that I arrive early. As soon as I walk in the hall I know he’s watching me. Since my first day of class I can sense when his eyes are on me. I don’t even look around for him as I make my way into the room and take a seat at my desk. The room is empty since I’m early and I’m going to take full advantage of it. I hear footsteps coming down the hallway and I already know it’s him before he steps into view. Inside my heart is racing and my pulse quickens as his eyes peruse my body. I tap my pen on the corner of my desk, casually letting it fall to the floor. I slide my chair back and stand up. His eyes move with me as I turn my back to him and bend over. I hear him growl and the legs of the chair scrape across the floor, his footsteps coming closer but then they stop. I stand and as I turn around he glares at me as another student enters the class. Grinning I take my seat again, ready for class to start.
Jaksen passes out the test we have today and takes a seat back at his desk to grade papers. I glance up at him over the top of my test and he’s eyes are always on me. There’s a light tap on the door before a busty redhead walks in. She’s a little older, in her late 30s early 40s, tall and slender. She walks over to Jaksen, touching his arm and whispering in his ear before she giggles. He shakes his head yes to whatever she said, which instantly pisses me off. Leaving my unfinished test face down on my desk, I stand from my seat, grab my things and storm out of class. Son of a bitch.
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sp; I take off towards home pissed, at him but more pissed at myself. I should have stuck to my guns and never given into his charismatic, sexy pleas for a chance. Fuck Jaksen Harlow.
Chapter Five
Jaksen
Halle storms out of class and I want to chase after her but I know I can’t, especially not with Yvette lurking around the hallways. Come to think of it, I think I’ll just let her be pissed, at least she knows how it feels now watching her prance around in those little skirts while these losers fall at her feet.
“I’ll see you tonight for drinks then?” Yvette asks, grabbing my attention.
“Yea, I’ll see you then.”
Yvette kisses my cheek and then disappears out the door. Thank fuck she’s gone. Everyone finishes their tests just as class is dismissed. I go around and collect up everyone’s test, leaving Halle’s for last. Once all the students have left, I pick it up and flip it over. In big bold letters it says ‘Fuck You Jaksen Harlow’. I laugh and shake my head. Oh baby you aren’t ready for the ways I’m going to fuck you when I get my hands on you. I pack the papers into my briefcase to grade at home and lock up my classroom. I want to go to Halle, but I won’t. I’ll let her sulk until tomorrow.
Unable to sleep, I get up and get ready for work. I’m tired as fuck but all I could do was think about Halle in that short fucking school girl skirt. It’s okay though, she’s in for it today. Today I have an excuse to keep her after class and Yvette is two states away due to a family emergency. I collect up the papers that are spread across my bed that I gave up on grading last night and stuff them back in my briefcase.
I grab my keys off the table by the door and I’m on my way to the school, desperately needing to see Halle. As I walk into class, I glance back at her desk and there she is. Her long blonde hair in mounds of curls, her face painted into perfection and wearing a skin tight black dress that I’m almost positive she isn’t wearing panties under. Fuck. I become more frustrated as each student enters the classroom. Class starts and I pass out the test to everyone except Halle.
“Halle?”
“Yes, Professor Harlow?”
“Please stay after class today, I’d like to talk to you about your test score from yesterday.”
She shifts in her seat, “Sure.”
During the rest of class I try not to look at her because it only increases the anticipation of what’s to come after class. Finally class is over and the students file out of class one by one. Thank fuck. I watch as everyone files out of the building before I shut the door and lock it. I pull down the shutter over the small window in the door and switch off the lights. Walking over to my desk I lean back against it and watch Halle in the darkness of the classroom.
“Halle… come here.”
She stands from her seat and gracefully makes her way over to me. I undo my tie and pull it from around my neck.
“Take off your dress, then turn around and put your hands behind your back.”
She does as she’s told without question and my cock hardens at her submission.
“I hope you’re ready for this,” I whisper in her ear, causing her to inhale deeply, as I wrap my tie around her slim wrists.
Halle
I hear him shuffling around in a desk drawer and then it slams shut. He slaps what sounds like a ruler on the palm of his hand. I jump at the sound as he circles me like a tiger stalking its prey. I feel his hands on my hips as he slides my dress up around my waist.
“No panties?” he growls.
I don’t answer him, I just listen. His footsteps are silent in the darkness and it isn't until I feel the bite of the thin wood across my ass that I know where he is. The sting is painful, yet arousing. He strikes me again, and I suck air between my teeth.
“You’ve been teasing me. Taunting me with this great ass in those tiny skirts,” he whispers in my ear.
He circles me again, running the ruler up my arm and across my chest to my tits. Pulling back he connects the ruler with one sensitive erect nipple, then the next. I pull against my restraints as I whimper from the sting.
“Jaksen, please,” I cry out in frustration but he ignores my pleas as he continues his assault.
“These tits,” he says, taking a nipple into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth as he rolls the other between his fingers. He releases the one in his mouth with a pop. “Taunting me with these in those low cut shirts.”
“I'm sorry, punkin’. I was just trying to make you jealous. I wanted you to feel the same way I do when I see you with… her.”
“Oh princess, I know and it worked. You should be happy.”
“I'd be happy if you were fucking me,” I mumble.
“Don't worry princess, I have every intention of fucking the shit out of that tight little pussy. But first, I want you to feel the frustration and pain I've been feeling for the past five weeks.”
Taking the ruler in his hand, he uses his finger to pull the end back. Letting it go, it slaps against my exposed pussy. The connection causes my body to jerk and I pull against the restraints on my wrists. I make a mental note to destroy that ruler as soon as he let's me free.
“Jaksen! Please. I need you punkin’,” I beg him.
I feel the tie around my wrists loosen and then I’m hoisted up to sit on his desk. I reach into the darkness and find his shoulders. My hands run down his chest and stomach to the button on his slacks. Quickly undoing them, I slide my hands into his pants, finding his hardening cock.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” he asks cockily.
“Mhm…”
I run my hand up and down his length as he crushes his lips to mine. I wrap my legs around him pulling him closer to me.
“Punkin’ please fuck me. I need you.”
He bites my bottom lip before his lips leave mine.
“Lay back princess.”
I do as I’m told while he grabs my hips and pulls me down so my ass is at the edge of the desk. I feel him center himself before he slams into me without another word. I scream out in a mix of pain and pleasure as my back arches off the desk.
“Shh, Halle. You have to be quiet.”
He stills between my legs as I feel him wrap the tie around the back of my head and over my mouth, effectively gagging me. He pulls back and slams into me again, forcing me to bite down on the silk material to keep from screaming out again. His rhythm starts out slow before he gradually picks up speed. I moan against the soft material in my mouth as I feel that warm feeling rush over me, my orgasm on the brink of exploding. My hands find his arms and I dig my nails into his flesh as my orgasm wrecks my body. He doesn’t slow until my body stills and he unties the tie from around my mouth. I sit up, still trying to catch my breath. I stand to fix my skirt while he checks the hall to see if it’s safe. He waves me out into the hall, giving me a quick kiss before I leave.
Chapter Six
Halle
It has been two weeks since that day in Jaksen’s classroom and they have been filled with passion. He’s hiding something from me though. I know it deep down so tonight I’m just going to ask him straight out. Looking around the apartment once more, I’m satisfied with the way the table is set. Thank God Nat went home for the week making it possible for him to come over tonight.
The knock on the door startles me out of my thoughts. Walking over to let Jaksen in, he places a gentle kiss on my forehead as he walks in.
“You cooked?” he asks with an adorable frown on his face.
“Uh, that would be a no. I have no desire to give both of us food poisoning.”
Walking over to the oven, I remove the food I had delivered earlier. Turning, I walk to the table and place the food on the table. Jaksen walks up behind me and starts kissing on my neck. Melting into him for a minute, I enjoy the feel of his stubble as it lightly scrapes across my skin. Before I let myself get any more distracted I stiffen in his arms, causing him to step back and gaze at me with a perplexed expression on his face.
“What’s
wrong, Halle?”
Such a simple question, one that should be easy to answer but I’m frozen. Afraid that if I ask him what he’s hiding from me he will walk away, or that what he has to say will make me want to walk away. I don’t think I’d be able to walk away from him at this point. He has burrowed so deeply into my skin and heart the thought of being without him physically hurts me.
Some days I wonder if there is anything I wouldn’t do for him. Some days I think I have completely lost myself in him. Being unable to talk to anyone about our relationship has added a level of extreme intimacy, with us only discussing it with each other. It’s not healthy. I know that in my head but everything about Jaksen screams to me on a primal level. I would kill for him if he asked. How he’s come to mean so much to me so quickly is beyond my comprehension. The old saying of when you know, you know plays through my mind.
Taking a deep breath, I turn to face Jaksen who has leaned casually against the counter in my kitchen. He looks amazing in jeans and a tight black t-shirt, allowing the colorful tattoos to stand out. Licking my lips, I have to stop myself from stepping into his space and tracing each and every line of them with my tongue. Closing my eyes, I decide to just spit it out quickly, like ripping the band aid off. I just hope it doesn’t bite me in the ass when he answers.
“I need to know what you are hiding from me, Jaksen. I know you are hiding something so don’t even try to deny it.”
Panic flashes in his eyes before he closes them and heaves a deep sigh. When he opens his eyes and they are filled with pain, I know I am not going to like what he has to say .