First Semester (Elton Hall Chronicles Book 1)

by Sarah Fischer

  He slid his thumb across my nipple and a soft whimper escaped my lips. Suddenly, the bra between us was too much fabric. He began lightly rolling my nipple between his two fingers. I let out a frustrated gasp and reached behind me to unhook the bra. David waited until I had taken it off and then he grabbed it and threw it on the floor behind him.

  It was still dark but I could make out the animal in his eyes. He pulled me to the edge of the desk and stood between my legs. He bent his head and began placing kisses in a circle around the outside of my breast like he had done before. I was waiting impatiently as his kisses slowly made it to my nipple. When he finally got there, he licked it gently and then blew on it. The cold air made me shiver but I was far from chilled. Then he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked. My head fell back and I moaned loudly. I couldn’t contain myself.

  David chuckled under his breath and turned his head to the other breast. He repeated the circle process and sucked on my nipple again while rolling the other nipple around in his fingers.

  I clinched my legs together in an attempt to calm the storm that was brewing inside me but I couldn’t find any relief. If this continued, I was going to climax right here before he even reached below my skirt. That was not how I wanted my first time with him to be. I groaned a little in frustration.

  “Easy, baby. This is only the beginning,” he whispered in my ear. I didn’t think he realized how sensitive my nipples were. There needed to be an even playing field, so I reached down and began undoing his belt and then his pants.

  I reached into his boxers. He was even bigger than I remembered and he was definitely at attention. I slowly began to stroke him and it was David’s turn to moan. His was a lot softer than mine but I could tell he was excited. I slid my hand up and down his shaft even faster. As he grew harder, I felt him beginning to pulsate.

  I gave a slight squeeze and then ran my fingers gently over the tip. David started to shudder. I looked him in the eyes and gently pushed him back. David watched me as I got up off the desk and dropped to my knees.

  He let out a soft hiss of excitement when I slid his pants all the way down and then dropped his boxers. My breath caught in my throat for a second when I saw just how big he really was. That was what a man should look like.

  I licked my lips and slowly took him inside my mouth. I started with the tip and ran my tongue along it, circling it tenderly. David let out a louder and grittier moan so I took him deeper. He reached for the desk and braced himself as I started sucking.

  My pulse raced as I felt my own excitement heighten. Pleasing him was thrilling and I felt my excitement begin to dampen my panties. Then I started to move from the end of his shaft to his tip quickly, and before long, I could feel a little liquid beginning to come out of him. I smiled to myself and took him as deep as I could manage.

  Apparently, David had enough of this and reached down to pull me up off my knees. He placed me back on the desk again and laid me down across it. He started to kiss me, and they were not gentle kisses. They were rough and fast. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him tight against me. He slid his hand up my skirt and reached my lace panties.

  “These feel nice. Remind me later to appreciate how sexy you look in them,” he murmured as he slid them down my legs. Now, I was lying on his desk with my dress around my waist. David slid it down off my hips and threw it and my panties behind him.

  We were both naked and staring up at each other. He took a minute and looked me over in the dark room. I started to feel self-conscious but I didn’t reach to cover myself. I sat there for a second just staring back at him, almost challenging him.

  He ran the back of his hand from my collarbone, down my chest, along my thighs, and then finishing at my ankle. “You have the most beautiful body I have ever seen.” Then he climbed on top of me and braced himself on the desk so there wasn’t an excess amount of weight on me.

  David slid his hand down my leg and began stroking my inner thigh. I started to squirm a little because it wasn’t what I needed. He chuckled as he slipped his finger between my folds and inside me. I started to shiver again. He found my nub, the secret spot that most boys struggled to reach, and he rubbed it. I could feel my climax building up. Finally, I said his name.

  “David. I need more. David.” I continued to squirm, as if somehow this would end the agony I was feeling.

  “Okay, love, I’ll give you what you need, just say my name again.”

  “David,” I uttered, almost giving in to the sensation that was promising to bring me over the edge.

  But then David withdrew his finger and I instantly felt its absence. He walked over to his pants and returned with a condom from his wallet. I watched as he slid it on, transfixed by how amazing he looked.

  As he walked toward me, I could hardly believe what was about to happen. We were really going to have sex. I waited for the anxiety or the fear to come but it never did. Actually, I felt completely comfortable with this decision. The other times I was with someone, it never really felt right.

  He climbed back on top of me hesitantly, as if he was giving me time to stop him. I reached up and pulled him into a kiss. Seconds later, I felt him slide inside me and I had never felt so full. He began pumping slowly and deliberately. There was a time for gentle, but that was just not what I wanted. Right now I wanted raw sex.

  “Faster,” I demanded as I broke the kiss and yanked on his hair.

  He smiled the crooked smile that haunted my dreams and picked up the pace. Now he was pounding into me hard and fast. It felt amazing as he hit my spot over and over again.

  I was becoming short of breath as I felt the climax building up inside of me and I focused on it. Sometimes it was hard for me to hold on to it all the way through and it was really frustrating. David lifted my leg up in the air and pushed even deeper inside of me, and I didn’t have to fight to keep the climax. It was rippling through my body.

  He looked me straight in the eyes and I watched his pleasure overtake him. It was the most intimate experience I had ever had in my life and it terrified me. I wanted to look away but something kept me focused on him.

  But just like that, he pulled out and went to grab some tissues to clean up.

  I sat there on his desk and let what just happened sink in. I wasn’t really sure where to go from here. It wasn’t just that we couldn’t take this moment back, but it also kind of brought us to a standstill. I definitely didn’t want to be one of the girls in his little black book, but was I really ready to let this go? Could this be something more? Did I even want it to be more? He was leaving in a year, so if I got attached, I’d risk my heart breaking. But then again, the sex was mind blowing and I’d really be disappointed if I didn’t get to do it again.

  While I was pondering this, Berneli had gotten dressed. He walked back over to me and kissed me gently on the forehead. It was sweet and loving. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, he was staring deep into my soul. It was then that I realized I was holding my breath while waiting for some kind of grand declaration. Something appeared to be on the tip of his tongue but he seemed to shake himself out of the trance and walked to the door.

  He simply said, “I will give you a moment to get yourself cleaned up.” Then he unlocked the door and walked out.

  I was a little hurt. It felt as if he used me and threw me away. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, or even what I wanted him to say. Maybe I was just one of the silly freshmen who fell under his spell. At least I had finally experienced good sex. I sighed and went to grab my clothes.

  ***

  I walked out the door and saw David leaning against the wall next to his office. When he looked at me, he smiled. I tried to smile in return but I was a little hesitant. He took my hand and kissed the top of it.

  “We should probably head back to the dance before people really start to wonder where we were.”

  My face went white. “Oh shit. I told my friends that I was going to the bathroom.” I turned around and st
arted for the main hallway. But he didn’t let go of my hand, instead spinning me back into his chest. David dipped his head a little and kissed me one more time. It definitely was not a goodbye kiss. It was passionate and had almost too much tongue to handle. I loved it.

  He gave me the impression this wouldn’t be our last kiss.

  Chapter 11

  David had gone a different way so we wouldn’t be seen emerging from some dark area of the school together. I finally made it back to the dance and tried to play it cool. Too bad Annabelle saw right through me.

  “Where were you? Is everything okay?” she asked, a little more suspicious than concerned.

  “Everything is fine. My mom is going through something so she wanted to talk again. She called me when I was leaving the bathroom.” How many times could you lie to your best friend before you went to hell?

  “That’s funny since I have your phone.” She held up my purse and gave me a knowing look. Then she leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, “Plus, you have sex hair.” Annabelle pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows at me.

  “How do you know what sex hair looks like?”

  “Not the point! What happened?” She reached out to smooth my hair a little.

  “Okay, fine, but can we talk about it later? I don’t want anyone else to hear.”

  “Really? You can’t tell me now?”

  “I promise you, it’ll be worth it.” I tried to look as sincere as possible and watched the fight play out on her face. She clearly wanted to know everything now but decided to respect my wishes and wait.

  “Fine, but it had better not have been with Trent.” She gave me a warning look that could startle a full grown man.

  “It wasn’t Trent. I’m going to head back to my room to shower. When do you plan on leaving?” I was itching to get out of this dress since I felt like everyone could smell the sex on me.

  “I’m ready. Clarissa said she doesn’t want us to help clean since we set everything up. I need to say goodbye to everyone first.” She looked back in the direction of the dance.

  “Okay, then you should be done around the same time I get out of the shower. Just head over to my room when you’re ready,” I called as I started to walk out the door.

  “Wait, what do you want me to tell Kyle and Jason?” she shouted to my back.

  “Tell them that I didn’t feel well and went back to the room.” With that statement, I turned around and ran out the door before she could continue to question me.

  The cold air felt good on my face. I probably needed a jacket, but I was so high on life that I doubted a winter storm could have cooled me off. I looked back up at David’s office. The light was off but I knew he would be in there again. I smiled and headed to my dorm.

  ***

  On the way there, I was stopped by a police officer. When he got closer, I realized it was Officer Finn. I tried to smile at him but I was too nervous. Did somebody already report us?

  “Miss Carrington? Is everything okay?”

  “Yes, why?”

  “You look a little disheveled,” he noted as he looked me up and down. I didn’t know what it was but something about this made me a little uncomfortable. Maybe it was the way his eyes lingered a little too long on my breasts.

  “I was at the dance and I began to feel a little sick. After some time in the bathroom, I decided it was best for me to head back to my dorm.” Maybe the thought of me vomiting would help to turn him off.

  “Is that because you were drinking?” he asked suspiciously.

  “No! I think I have the stomach flu.” I had only had that one mixed drink Patrick had given me and there was no way it was still in my system.

  “No disrespect intended. There were some reports of underage drinking so we are trying to patrol. I should have known better than to think that about you,” he said, looking apologetic.

  “It’s fine. I just had a long night and I’m ready to head to bed.” I put on my best sick face. Apparently, it was too good. He reached over and grabbed my elbow.

  “You look like you could use an escort.” He started walking me toward the dorm.

  “Really, I’m okay. Thank you though. I appreciate the help.” I tried to step away from him but this didn’t help as he then wrapped his arm around my waist in an effort to hold me better. This didn’t feel right and I felt a bit of the same panic from the Trent issue begin to grab hold of my heart.

  “I insist, it’s my job.”

  He gripped my waist tighter and I spun away from him and just started to walk next to him.

  “Thank you for your help.” I decided it was better just to let him walk me to the dorm now that his hands weren’t on me. It wasn’t worth the fight.

  “So, it was rude of your date not to take you back to your room. I should have a talk with him. Who were you with?”

  “I went by myself.” I started to walk a little faster. He was going incredibly slowly.

  “A pretty girl like you? That’s crazy. I wish I could have taken you. We would have had a great time but I had to work.” He smiled brightly at me like his offer to take me to the dance was equivalent to an invitation from Orlando Bloom.

  I forced a smile and we walked in silence for a minute. But really I was trying to build up enough courage to ask him the question that was burning a hole in my mind.

  “What happens if a student is caught with a member of the staff, like a professor or a campus police officer?” I tried to sound casual and even smiled sweetly to possibly distract him.

  “If any member of the staff was found with a student, well, there could be some serious problems. The staff member would be fired instantly and the student expelled. I mean, it’s not like a young girl like you would get mixed up with a professor, right? I’d like to think you’d be more into the tough guy. Someone who could really protect his woman.”

  “I was just asking a question. I’m not actually interested in anyone.” I pretended to cough to hopefully change the subject. He patted my back and then started to stroke it softly. Since I was in a halter dress, this meant that there was skin to skin contact and it freaked me out. I shrugged him off the best I could without seeming too rude.

  “Well, give me a call if you ever need something. I’ll drop whatever I am doing. If you’re in trouble, I want to know. I have some pull at this school and I might be able to send it your way.” He reached out and stroked my forearm. He seemed to try to be reassuring but it gave me chills, and not in a good way. I brushed his hand off lightly by pretending to shiver a little.

  But then Finn reached into his bag and pulled out a pink lily. It was almost the same color as my dress.

  “A pretty girl like you deserves a flower. My business card is tied to it.” Finn winked at me as I accepted the lily.

  “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, trying to smile. It really turned into a grimace.

  “What’s wrong? Is this the wrong type of flower?”

  “No, lilies are beautiful.”

  “Is it your favorite, though?” he asked desperately.

  “No, it’s not,” I admitted.

  He cursed softly under his breath and turned and walked away.

  I rushed up to my room and tossed the flower with the business card in the trash. It gave me a bad feeling. Was it a coincidence that this was the same color as my dress? Yes, he just happened to come across me as I was walking back to my room and he just happened to have a flower with him. It was a totally normal interaction. I repeated this mantra a few times but I had a hard time believing it, so I grabbed my shower stuff. Maybe the hot water would wash thoughts of him away.

  ***

  I was brushing my hair when I heard a knock on the door. I got up and opened it to a very impatient Annabelle.

  “Do not leave me alone with Janice again,” she ordered, and walked in.

  “Why? What happened?”

  “She kept giving me all of these backhanded compliments. It was like she kept trying to compliment me
but changed her mind halfway through.” Annabelle sat down on my bed in a huff. She was still in her red dress and shoes.

  “Like what?”

  “‘That dress is really pretty. I could never wear it because my waist is too small.’ Or, ‘I really like the moon you painted. It was meant to be abstract, right?’ Like no, it’s supposed to be realistic and you’re being rude.”

  “Oh my god, did you say that to her?”

  “No, give me some credit,” she said, exasperated.

  “It doesn’t sound that bad. Maybe she just lacks a little tact.”

  “Just wait until you spend more than five minutes with her. Then we’ll talk. Anyway, so that’s off my chest. Who did you have sex with?”

  “Okay, so, something has been going on that I haven’t told you about because we just met and it’s kind of frowned upon by the school, and maybe also society. So I was nervous to tell anyone since I may be kicked out of school. It’s, like, really important it stays a secret.”

  “Stop, I am not going to tell anyone.”

  “I know. But I just get nervous and—”

  “Violet, just tell me.” Annabelle cut me off before I could continue rambling.

  “Fine! Tonight, I was with Professor Berneli.” I looked at her for her reaction.

  “Oh.” She stared at me for a second. “How did that start?”

  “Remember, he was at casino night?”

  “You hooked up with him at casino night and didn’t tell me?” she shouted.

  “No, that was just when we met. The first time was after the EET meeting when Trent stood me up. We just kissed. It happened two other times, but tonight we actually had sex,” I said in a hushed tone, hoping she would mimic me and lower her voice a little.

  “Oh,” Annabelle uttered quietly, and seemed to ponder what she wanted to say. I waited patiently for her to find her words. “So, what are you two doing? Is it, like, just a fun affair, or did you develop feelings for him?”