I looked at her, all of her. She was so perfect and toned. Her flat stomach and tiny waist made me rock hard. The wet pink flesh between her legs was glistening with desire. I couldn’t wait to push myself between her legs and make her moan.
“You don’t have to worry about getting pregnant,” I told her.
She nodded. “I know. My reproductive system won’t mature until age twenty-five.”
I smiled at her. “Right.”
I began touching her all over. I stroked her bare breasts and trailed a circle around her navel. I watched in satisfaction as goosebumps of pleasure prickled on her skin. She arched her back and quivered under my embrace.
I loved her response to my attention. Her eyes were wild and excited, making her look enchanting. I could get lost in the depth of her eyes forever. I knew that her soul was sparkling.
I pushed my pants down and tossed them to the edge of the bed. I gently pushed Tara’s legs apart. Her thighs were shaking.
“Everything is going to be okay,” I told her in a reassuring voice as she gasped and took in my substantial girth.
“Will you go gentle?” Her eyes were wide and full of wonderment.
“I will,” I vowed.
I stroked her inner thighs until she sighed and laid back on the mattress with a dreamy expression on her face.
I gently parted the sensitive folds of the flesh between her legs with the tip of my throbbing prick. I groaned as her wetness enveloped me. Her warm hole was inviting and alluring.
“Is this okay?” I asked her before I pushed myself deeper inside of her.
She nodded. “It feels better than I thought it would for my first…. experience with this.”
I smiled. “Good.” I aimed to please. I wanted to bring her pleasure and a sense of ecstasy.
I burrowed myself into her hole. She cried out and grabbed my back as she roped her legs around my waist. Her eyes fluttered and she began to moan quietly into my ear.
I pumped in and out very slowly at first, and then when I was satisfied that she was enjoying herself and that I wasn’t hurting her, I increased the throttle of my thrusts ever so slightly.
I began to grind on her hips, rocking back and forth as we found our rhythm and began creaking the box springs underneath us. The headboard began to lightly tap against the wall.
She ran her hands through my hair. I was in a world filled with lust and elation. She was so slippery and wet. I slid in and out of her with ease as she continued to soak a puddle right there on the bed sheets.
Her moaning became even more desperate after a few minutes. I felt like I was brimming on the edge of climax and I could tell that she was too by the glazed look in her eyes.
I wanted her to release all her stress. I wanted her to yield to the pleasure and allow her body to succumb to the passion and flame ignited inside of her.
It felt so good to hold onto her as her hips wiggled around and ground on my hard cock. After a few more minutes, she cried out and her cheeks turned red. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she tensed her thigh muscles. Then she relaxed and a look of ecstasy came over her features.
I groaned and released my own orgasm inside of her. I collapsed beside her, staring up at the ceiling as we both tried to catch our breath.
I noticed that she was looking at me with a dazed and shocked expression.
“What?” I asked.
“Your skin…” she said and trailed off.
I glanced down. “Oh, shit.” My skin had turned a pale green. “That happens sometimes,” I told her. “Don’t worry about it. When I have an orgasm or if I release a lot of endorphins and adrenaline at once, I tend to turn green for a few seconds.”
I pointed to my arms. “See, it’s already going back to normal.” The greenish tint was starting to fade. It never lingered for long.
“Okay.” She smiled and I could tell that she felt reassured by my answer. I cuddled her close.
“Thank you for tonight.”
“Was I good?” She peered up at me with a slightly self-conscious demeanor.
“Are you kidding?” I propped myself up on my elbow and grinned at her. “You were incredible. The whole thing was magical.”
She was glowing in the blissful aftermath of her orgasm and I could tell that she was pleased by the compliment.
“Will you stay with me?” she asked in a vulnerable voice as she pulled the sheets up around her body.
I kissed her cheek. “I can stay with you until you fall asleep.” I hoped it was a perfect compromise.
“That sounds good.” She gave me a heartfelt smile that melted my insides. I was still bouncing through the clouds in a euphoric state of mind.
She rested her head on my chest and I listened to the lulling sound of her breathing. After a while, her body relaxed and her grip on me slackened ever so slightly. I gently untwisted my arm from around her neck where I had been cradling her.
“Only for a little bit. I have to bathe. Or at least shower. Hmm…” she whispered, but her voice was so soft and filled with sleep, I wasn’t sure she’d keep true to her statement.
“Good night and sweet dreams,” I whispered to her and gave her a kiss on the side of her cheek before slipping back out into the night.
It nearly killed me to leave her. I would be counting down the hours until I got to see her again. I was hooked on her and the intimate bond we now shared.
16
Tara
When I first heard the sound of the knocking on my dorm door, I thought I was dreaming. I was still in the fragmented haze of being somewhere in between awake and asleep. I drew my knees up to my chest and covered my naked body with the sheets.
“Hello?” My heart pounded. What if it was the headmaster? What if he was coming to reprimand me, or worse, kick me out of the school for having a sexual encounter with one of the other students?
“Who is there?” I asked nervously, but I got no response. I wondered if they didn’t hear me.
I wasn’t sure if I had violated some kind of moral code of conduct. I was beginning to regret following my instincts and casting my inhibitions to the wind last night.
The knocking on the door persisted. I groaned and thrashed my legs to push the sheets off of my body.
“Just a second,” I called out impatiently to the tenacious knocker.
I threw a shirt over my head and jumped into a pair of pants that I found in the drawers next to the foot of my bed.
“Be right there,” I shouted again, fully preparing myself to get an ass reaming of epic proportions from either the headmaster himself or some other professor sent to do his bidding.
I tried not to throw myself into a downward spiral. What if it was just Jude coming back? He would be naturally locked out without a key to get back into my dorm room. I hadn’t seen him slip out in the middle of the night after we’d had sex. I hoped that it was just him coming back to reassure me that no one had noticed our little private rendezvous from last night.
I had achieved such incredible amounts of pleasure in sharing that intimacy with him that I hated to regret the act. Nevertheless, I was anxious, and I felt my ears growing hotter by the second. My heart pounded because I didn’t know what to expect. I hated the unsettled feeling of the fear of the unknown.
I wasn’t going to let this impromptu visitor rattle my cage too intensely. I was still floating on a euphoric high from the sex I’d shared with Jude. He had been so tender and compassionate toward me. I loved the way he’d welcomed me to the Mutant Academy. I finally felt like maybe I could be one of them after all.
He had made me feel ecstasy on levels that I had never even dreamed possible. The pleasure he had given me had been out of this world, off the charts, mind-bendingly exceptional. I knew that I would always be chasing after that amazing high. I was addicted to climaxing and I was still so completely new to all of these skyrocketing emotions.
So, naturally, when I swung the door open and saw Pete standing on the other side with his
unruly hair and sexy black glasses, I was a little surprised.
“Pete,” I said in a breathy voice, letting the fluster of the moment get the best of me.
“I’m sorry,” Pete said. “I didn’t mean to show up at your doorstep unannounced, but—”
I waved his apology off. “It’s totally not a big deal.” I stepped aside. “Please, come in.”
Truth be told, I was just thankful that it wasn’t the headmaster coming to tell me I was no longer welcome here at the school for being involved with a fellow student in a sexually explicit manner.
I had enjoyed myself with Jude, but I didn’t think that anything was worth the risk of getting thrown out of the school. I had nowhere else to go. I had to make this work.
Pete stepped into my door room and looked around. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled.
“How was your first night in the dorm?” he asked.
I ran a hand through my hair and began putting on my socks and shoes. “It was nice, but then again, anything is better than my cell at the Home Base camp.”
I gave him a polite smile, but I quickly flicked my glance away. I didn’t want to tell him what I had done with Jude, but I knew that it was imprudent to assume that guys wouldn’t talk about that kind of behavior with each other.
Pete gave me a handsome grin. “You are right about that.”
I loved the shape of his red eyes and he had the longest eyelashes I had ever seen. I loved his tousled hair too. It was almost as if he weren’t trying with his appearance, but in the process of not trying, he actually made the non-effort look really appealing.
“I just stopped by because I wanted to know if you might enjoy some company on your walk to your first class?” His eyes gleamed hopefully.
I exhaled a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much.” I placed my hand to my heart, touched by the depth of his chivalry. “That would be wonderful. I was actually kind of worried about getting lost. I’m still trying to get my bearings.”
Pete let out an adorable chuckle. “Absolutely. I’m here to make the process run a little easier and smoother.”
I grabbed my tablet off of the desk beside my bed and turned it on. “Let’s see here…” I trailed off as I swiped through a few documents in order to find my schedule.
Pete wandered up behind me. He was tall and lanky. I looked like a dainty midget standing next to him. He glanced over my shoulder at my schedule of classes and training sessions that I had pulled up on the screen.
I peered up at him. “My first class is Information Technology.”
“You’ll like that one,” Pete said with an eager grin that made me excited. “I took it last year.”
“What is it about?” I asked.
“It’s really entertaining.” Pete’s eyes lit up with animation behind the rims of his glasses. “You’ll learn the valuable skills to try and hack into the Fundamental Society’s computers, all while protecting our own computers against the detested scientists’ infiltration.”
“Sounds interesting,” I said with a nod.
“It’s pretty intriguing,” Pete said and pointed at the screen. “It’s just the introductory class, but you will still learn a good deal of information. There are other Mutants who choose to take those types of studies to another level, and some that don’t. You’ll find that each specific field that can be chosen to follow here at the school is designed to help win this war against the Fundamental Society.”
“I’m just glad I’m on the right side,” I said with a chuckle.
“You are one of the good ones.” Pete gave me a cheeky wink.
I glanced down at my tablet. “Thanks.” I felt myself blushing.
Pete was cute, there was no denying that. I was still reeling from my encounter with Jude last night. It was overwhelming to process having feelings for more than one of the guys who saved me from the arms of destruction. Meanwhile, I was still incredibly worried about Maddie and what danger might be befalling her at the moment.
I almost felt guilty for being enrolled in the school and not proactively searching for her. The guys had convinced me there would be time for that and I had no choice but to hope they were right.
“I’m ready to go when you are,” I said to Pete with an encouraging smile.
“Shall we, then?” Pete gestured for me to exit the room before him. He was such a gentleman. He was nothing like the guards at the Home Base camp. Those vicious men were brazen and abusive. I was going to have to get used to being treated with dignity and respect. Pete seemed a little on the nerdy side, but at the same time, I didn’t want to label him.
He was a sexy kind of nerdy because he still had solid muscles and wore tight fitting T-shirts that accentuated his sculpted body and enhanced my attraction to him.
We walked through the corridors of the Technology building as other Mutant students shuffled along.
“I feel so normal,” I said with a grin.
“Good.” Pete’s smile was earnest. “You deserve so much more than where you came from.”
“Thank you,” I whispered.
Pete came to a stop in front of a lecture room that had stadium-style seating and a huge white board with computer monitors attached to it in the front of the class.
My heart began to beat with excitement.
Pete smiled. “Here we are.” He pointed inside the room. “I have to get to a different class now, so I’m going to drop you off here.”
“Okay,” I said, surprised that I suddenly felt like a lost puppy. “Thank you for escorting me this morning.”
Pete’s eyes twinkled. “I’ll pick you up after class is over.”
“That sounds nice.” I leaned in and roped my arms around his waist for a quick hug.
He smelled good, like cologne. My chin pressed up against his pectoral muscles and I internally quivered with fervent excitement, which only left me more flummoxed than ever.
I ventured into the room and found a seat directly in the middle. I didn’t necessarily want to sit in the front, and I definitely didn’t want to be forgotten in the vanishing blend of the back, so I felt like the middle was the best choice.
I watched as other students began to file in and find empty seats. Soon, the lecture room was full. Everyone was dressed like me, in black pants and black shirts, as if they were ready for combat in a martial arts festival.
The teacher waltzed into the room with a breezy confidence. He had spiky silver hair and glasses like Pete’s. He was a little on the short side but was overall physically fit. I had noticed that the professors and staff at the school wore white instead of black, which made them easy to recognize.
“Good morning, class. My name is Professor Tuntil and I will be teaching Information Technology studies this year. If you are not in the right place, now’s your chance to correct that. I will wait a few moments before beginning the lesson so everyone can make sure they’re where they are supposed to be.”
Everyone glanced around the room, craning their necks to discover who might not belong here or who embarrassingly wandered into the wrong class room. I breathed a sigh of relief that I wasn’t one of them as I glanced down at my tablet to confirm that I did in fact have this as my first lesson of the day.
A handful of other Mutant students mumbled their apologies as they shuffled out the door.
I focused my attention back to Professor Tuntil, who gave the room a bright and welcoming smile.
He clapped his hands together animatedly. “Now. Who here is ready to jump on the wild and crazy train of Information Technology?”
I grinned as I opened my laptop and prepared myself to learn. It was going to be a great year. I could feel the positive energy flowing through my veins.
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A few hours later, my stomach rumbled with hunger pangs. I was tired, but even through the fatigue of the first day I remained motivated. I was being powered by the massive inspiration and creativity around m
e.
Pete and I were walking in the direction of the courtyard where he had invited me to have lunch with him. I enjoyed his company while the others were busy with their own respective schedules. I knew that I would be able to meet back up with them later, but for now the one-on-one attention with Pete was breathing new life into me.
“Where would you like to sit?” Pete asked.
I glanced around, drinking in the spectacularly beautiful sights. In a school full of technology and modern devices, the courtyard was a wonderous, magical place where you could turn off and enjoy a slice of nature and real-time social interaction.
“Can we go over there?” I pointed to a white stone picnic-style bench underneath an arbor with beautiful green ivy growing across the arch. There was also a bed of yellow tulips next to the bench in a natural area. A few butterflies fluttered around the arbor, with their delicate wings dashing and dancing in different directions.
Pete looked pleased with my suggestion. “Sounds perfect to me.”
We sat down at the bench and ate the lunches that had been given to us by the cafeteria staff. I had a turkey sandwich on sourdough and Pete had ham on rye.
I took a sip of my soft drink. The carbonation was incredibly thirst-quenching.
“Are you having a good first day around the campus?” Pete asked.
“It’s been amazing so far.” I nodded and picked up a half of my sandwich.
“I’m glad,” Pete said with a relieved smile.
“I’m just thankful to have the best tour guides ever helping me to get adjusted,” I said with a flirtatious smile.
Pete grinned. “What can I say?” He gave me an adorably humble shrug. “We try to accommodate as best we can.”
“Well, keep up the good work,” I coaxed. “You are doing a spectacular job at rising to the challenge.”
We sat at the table and chatted while we delighted in our lunch. When we stood up and tossed our waste into the trash, I followed Pete behind the courtyard.
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