by J. L. Beck
“You can do whatever you want Carrie. Tell the entire school I fucked Ava. Tell every staff member you can. None of it will matter now.” Andrew was so confident in his words and I wondered why.
“Oh you can bet your ass I will be telling everyone about you two…” She picked her shit up off the floor slipping her shirt on with no bra. My teeth ground together this was the woman that was supposed to be my closets friend. I told her things I never told anyone and she ended it all because she wanted the man I was with more than she wanted our friendship.
“I’ll be sure to let everyone know you came on to me as well. I’ve resigned Carrie. I won’t be teaching here anymore, hence all the boxes. I’m cleaning out my fucking desk.” I swallowed hard, my heart beating into my throat. He did what?
I turned in his arms an angry scowl marring my features. Carrie was looking at him too, but her look was more of shock than anything.
“You resigned…” She stumbled over her words and I could tell she knew she was caught in a big ass web that there was no escaping. All that we needed now was a spider to come out and eat her ugly heart.
“Yes I did. Not because you threatened me though, but because I will protect Ava against anyone and everything that tries to hurt her, even if it takes a piece of my own happiness. I can always get another job, I cannot find another Ava though.” His admission was sweet as hell and made me hornier than I ever had been before.
“None of that matters. They’ll still believe me.” Carrie took a step backwards in the direction of the door. The only person that would be believing her lies was herself. She scurried from the room as if someone had lit a fire under her ass. She knew that she had been caught and that there was no coming back from what she had done.
Carrie had ended our friendship and as said as that is having Andrew expose her for the real monster she was, was the right thing to do.
“I’m sorry.” I cried into his chest, his manly scent washing over me and calming my erratic heartbeat.
“Shhhh. You don’t need to apologize baby…” He soothed me, his hand rubbing against my hair and back. I was owned by this man. He protected me. He craved me. He loved me. There was nothing more I wanted than for someone to take care of me like he had.
“No. I didn’t believe you when I should’ve. I failed you.” The tears were real. I was a fucking mess. Andrew squeezed me to his chest tighter, holding all the fragile pieces of my heart together.
“Ava. I love you. I knew deep down inside you would come back to me. It killed me to have you hear those things, and to discover the truth this way but I knew you wouldn’t believe me if I told you. I’m just thankful you showed up when you did…” He sighed into my hair placing a kiss against my forehead. “I wanted to throw her ass out into the street. I hate that she hurt you. I hate it.” I could feel the rage he was feeling, and I wanted to feel something else, something more.
I didn’t hate Carrie. No hating her would give her a special place in my mind for the rest of my life. I simply would forget she ever existed and I would do so by starting right now.
“Take me to your house…” I pleaded. I needed his touch, but I didn’t want it here. I wanted it in his bed. His house. I wanted him in his world.
“Are you sure?” He questioned pulling back so that he could look me in the eyes. I had never been so sure of something in my life. I tipped my head up and down and let him whisk me up in his arms. He carried me out to his car, uncaring of the boxes he should be moving.
Once inside the car he put the key in the ignition and started the car. I took it upon myself then to ask him why he did all of this for me.
“You didn’t have to quit for me. I would’ve transferred.” I admitted, my hands finding there way into his lap, my fingers tracing the outline of his throbbing cock.
I could hear his intake of breath and knew the effect I had on him. “If you don’t stop touching my cock right now I’m going to be forced to pull this car over and fuck you hard. Harder than you’ve ever been fucked before.” A shiver ran down my spine as I smiled, continued to trace his cock with my finger. I wanted this man to own me.
“Tsk. Tsk. Incorrect Mr. Professor Andrew.” I purred gripping his shaft hard through his jeans. A moan of pleasure left his lips, and I nibbled on his earlobe wondering when he would snap and slam his steel hard cock into my pussy.
“I did it because I love you, because you’re the only thing that matters to me. I will protect you till the end of time, and quitting here was protecting you. Like I said I can find another job. I can’t find another you.”
My heart fluttered out my chest, and floated out the window. I gripped his cock again, harder than previously, watching as his eyes dilated. Now we were on the same level.
“That’s a good answer…” I whispered, just as we pulled into the driveway of his townhouse.
Chapter Ten
Andrew
I was going to fuck her so hard she would feel me for the next fucking week. She was a delicious fucking temptation and one that I would always give into no matter the consequences. We didn’t even make it through the front door before we were ripping our clothes off, her nails scraping against the button on my jeans while my hands made quick work of her blouse and yoga pants.
“I’ve craved this since the night you walked away from me. I wanted to spank you so hard, and force you to take my cock right there. You enraged me.” My teeth sank into her bottom lip right before I sucked it into my mouth soothing the painful bite away.
“I’m sorry. Walking away from you was nearly impossible.” Her words calmed me. I knew she was just trying to protect herself and I was hardly mad at her but having her ignore me for days made this crazy obsession I had with her that much more profound.
“Shhh no more talking. I want to show you how I feel instead of tell you.” I winked, carrying her to my bedroom. Our bedroom.
Placing her on the bed, I did the one thing I had longed to do over the last forty-eight hours. I kissed her. Really kissed her. I refused to stop until my lips had touched every single ounce of her flesh.
“Andrew.” She sighed my name squirming beneath me. I was going to devour her pussy next, but instead of me being on my knees for her she was going to be on her knees for me, while she rode my face.
Returning to the mattress, I directed her to sit up and on my face. Her cheeks warmed but she did as she was told.
My hands moved to there own accord as I held her lips open my tongue flicking against her clit with just the right amount of pressure.
“Fuck my face Ava. Fuck it.” I growled against her pussy, her sweet juices dripping into my mouth. The salty taste of her against my lips almost overpowered me. I wanted to sink eight inches deep into her pussy, my home.
I continued to my assault on her, as she ground her pussy into my face. I slipped my tongue deep into her tight hole. She was so fucking tight I was almost certain my tongue was going to get stuck inside her.
“More… Please…” She begged clawing at my head as her movements became jerky. She was close, so fucking close, and I wanted that release. I wanted to own it. To claim it.
Sucking her clit into my mouth and refusing to release it until she fell off the edge she fell apart on my face her release filling my mouth. I had never felt so fucking proud of myself, and I was even prouder of Ava for letting me have this moment with her.
Without giving her a moment to rest I eased out from underneath her licking my lips. Then I rolled her over onto her belly and helped her to her knees. I wanted to pound my love into her.
“Fuck…” She pawed at the sheets, as I slid into the hilt my balls slapping against her clit in one fluid motion.
“Oh I’m going to sweetheart…” I slapped one of her ass cheeks hard and the rubbed the pain away, watching as she arched her back into my touch more.
“Beg.” I ordered, pulling all the way out.
“Please fuck me…” She pleaded and I smiled, because I wasn’t going to give in tha
t easily, not this time.
“How badly do you want it?” I questioned pulling all the way out of her, swirling my cock at her entrance. She gazed at me over her shoulder, her blue eyes glittering with mischevou.
“Give it to me motherfucker…” She swore and I kid you not my cock grew harder. I laughed, sinking deep into her warmth, my home. No we weren’t your conventional couple and every single law that could stand before us did but we loved each other more and more every day and I would be damned if I was going to let anyone take something as special as her away from me.
“Oh fuck me…” The words vibrated from her throat, as she tried to hold on. My hands gripping her hips in a vice like grip, while her pussy took from me every single piece of my heart.
“I am baby. I fucking am.” I growled, placing my hand against her neck pushing her down, so I could go deeper. She obliged, sinking to the mattress with little convincing.
My head titled back and my entire body locked up as I hit the sweet spot in her cunt. Her muscles clenched around me, pushing me to my release. Light flickered behind my lids as my body soared into the heavens, a bolt of pleasure going down my spine.
It would never be better than this. Ava owned me. She was more than my student now. She was my lover. My everything, my all.
Epilogue
One year later
I was so excited, my fingers shaking as I picked up the test and looked at it again and again wondering how I was going to tell him.
“Ava baby, you’re going to be late for graduation if you don’t hurry up.” Andrew warned his voice dipping low. He was older than me but that didn’t mean I let him boss me around.
“I’m pregnant Andrew.” I blurted out the words, even though I wanted to do something amazing. I couldn’t withhold the information. I needed him to know. The moment was perfect. Life couldn’t have been more perfect.
He had a good job, better than at SU where we had met and where I was graduating today. I did night classes over the summer so I could graduate early, and surprisingly Carrie got what was coming to her.
One of the guys she was sleeping with ended up exposing nudes she sent him to everyone on campus. Karma was karma.
“What the fuck!” He shoved through the bathroom door, a profound look in his eyes. He seemed shocked but excited.
“See it say’s pregnant right here…” I pointed to the small screen. He pulled the test from my hand and eyed it like it was going to explode or something.
“Oh fuck, I need to sit down.” He muttered sitting down onto the toilet. I let out a girly giggle even though nothing about the situation was funny.
“You’re going to be a daddy Andrew. We went from being nothing but a sassy student and asshole teacher to being lovers, who were now going to have a baby.” I announced as if he didn’t know any of the above.
“Deep breathes.” He spoke under his breath, sinking to his knees on the floor. Was he sick?
“Are you o…” I stopped midsentence watching as he pulled a small black box out of his dress slacks. His hands were shaking, and his eyes sought mine out.
“I loved you then. I love you now. I’ll love you forever. Love isn’t perfect Ava. It takes work, lot’s of fucking work. It takes time, and trust. So with this ring I promise you all of those things. Will you marry me?”
It was my turn to sit on the toilet but since I couldn’t I too drop to my knees on the bathroom floor. We could’ve done these two things anywhere else but that wasn’t who we were.
We were simple, lovers. When the moment came we reached out and grabbed it. Just like we did each other.
“Yes! God yes.” I cried out, his fingers shaking harder as he placed the perfect diamond ring on my finger. It shimmered in the light and I hadn’t ever felt so happy.
“Thank god!” He sighed, picking us both up off the floor his hand weaving around my body as he clung me to his chest.
“I love you and now I have something else to love. Our baby.” Tears slipped from my eyes as I let him squeeze me tighter than he ever had before.
“And to think all of this happened because you needed an A.” He snickered ruining the moment. I pulled from his arms and smacked him across the chest playfully.
“Yeah all because some asshole was thinking with his cock instead of his brain.” Reaching up on my tiptoes I placed my lips against his refusing to let him speak. There were no words that needed to be said.
I love you.
The End
Coming Soon from J.L. Beck
Sweet Talker
When Nina Weston’s, dance studio building is bought by a new investor she thinks nothing of it. Until the investor himself shows up. Dax Bane is six feet of handsome devil wrapped up in a suit. I’ve dated men like him before and have no interest in doing so ever again. Dancing is my life now and there is no room for love in my heart right now.
Yet the man continues to show up at my studio unannounced making my blood boil, and my panties wet.
When he strikes a deal with me giving me the chance to have my studio free of charge in exchange for one date. I take the offer without thinking about the consequences or the fact that it’s definitely too good to be true.
She’s gorgeous with a mouth that makes me want to pick her up and take her to bed. When she tells me to get the hell out of her dance studio I push back making her an offer I know she can’t refuse. I’ve watched her for months and have every intention of making her mine.
Chapter One
“Mr. Jefferson is here for your two thirty meeting.” Caroline, my temporary office assistant announced as she popped her head around the corner and into my office her dark blue eyes meeting mine.
“Go ahead and send him in.” I requested letting out a ragged breath. I leaned back in my chair casually. Cameron Jefferson had been one of my longest partners in the business industry but not only that; he was also my best friend. Any time I needed a lawyer, advice, or help he was there.
“When did I have to start scheduling an appointment to see my best friend?” Cameron joked as he stepped into my office. I shoved from the desk in a hurry and crossed the room in a few quick steps. We shook hands like we always did, and I couldn’t help but smile at the bastard because every time I seen him since Sadie came into his life he had been in a good mood.
“Only when you stopped coming around as often, that and it doesn’t help that I’m literally always fucking busy.” I sighed into the air scrubbing a hand down my face wondering if that one move could erase all the stress from my life. I was drowning in business deals, income reports, and phone calls from my father who was supposed to have given the company over to me, no strings attached.
“What can I say Sadie keeps me busy…” The grin on his face proved his statement to be true. I had never seen the man happier especially when it came to a woman. I was almost jealous, almost.
“I can tell. I’ve never seen you this happy about just breathing.” My attitude was a bit piss poor for seeing someone I hadn’t in months but I knew if anyone could understand my frustration it would be Cameron.
A gruff laugh escaped his throat. He looked good, better than he ever had and I hated to admit it but I was jealous. God damn was I jealous. He had everything I could ever want but here I was still a bachelor. To say I was done with the one-night stands was an understatement yet I still hadn’t found a woman worth my time.
“Actually, I’m here because of Sadie…” There was a change in Cameron’s voice hell; there was a change in the air too. The kind of change that told me a favor was on the tip of his tongue. I was a businessman after all I knew how to spot that shit from a mile away.
I pursed my lips, and stared him straight in the eyes, there was a flicker of sadness there that I hadn’t seen before and it made me wonder what could possibly be wrong with him?
“Don’t beat around the fucking bush Cam. We’re businessmen, but most importantly friends. If you need something you know I’ll always do as much as I can too help you out.�
� I assured him, but the sadness in his eyes only seemed to grow. Frustration burned through my veins. It wasn’t something I enjoyed feeling towards one of my best friends but I was pretty close to breaking down and asking him what the fuck his problem was and why he couldn’t just come out with it?
A second later Cameron exhaled a deep breath, “Sadie has a friend, a very close friend.” I could see him struggling through whatever it was that he wanted to ask me. Cameron wasn’t someone that had trouble getting to the point so whatever was going on must be important. Which is why I was trying to be patient and wait it out, but patience wasn’t really my strong suit.
“Spit it the fuck out, Jefferson.” I snapped hitting the end of my rope. This shouldn’t be this hard. Cameron rolled his eyes at me in annoyance and then started to speak again.
“Chloe is her name. Sadie had a friend name Chloe, someone she has become close with. They both volunteer at the local woman’s shelter downtown.”
He trailed off, his eyes dropping to the floor before he took a steadying breath and looked back up at me. The nervousness that was rolling off of him would be amusing if it wasn’t taking up so much of my time.
“Get to the point.” I folded my arms over my chest.
“Alright, alright. Sadie told me last night that Chloe needs to find a new job or she’s going to lose her apartment and I know you aren’t a job agency or anything like that.” He paused and I knew then exactly what kind of favor he was asking for.
“If I recall correctly you were saying something about hiring a new assistant…” Why did the look on Cameron’s face make it seem like he had been the one to find an answer to all my problems?
“I don’t mean to be an asshole but I don’t hire just anyone…” Was there really anyway to say that without coming off as a prick?