“Curran, where are her things?”
“Somewhere. You’re lucky I don’t sue you,” he said, dabbing at the blood on his face.
“You’re lucky I don’t kill you. Take your fat ass and get the fuck out of here. I have people coming to take her things.” I walked away from him because I wasn’t worried. Fuck him. “Come on, Kaci. Let’s go find your clothes.”
“They’ve taken almost everything out. That’s my dresser right there.” She pointed at the furniture.
I walked up to the biggest one of those motherfuckers and said, “Help me carry this next door for a hundred.”
“Okay.”
Once we had it in my house, I handed the guy the money and closed the door, leaving us alone.
“So you have men sleeping here?”
She thought I was gay. What the fuck? This time, I was insulted. When he asked, I didn’t care, but her asking me felt wrong. “Are you challenging my sexuality?”
“No, I know you want me, but it’s kind of strange. Do you go both ways?” she asked, arching her brow.
Hell no, I didn’t. I had no interest in another dick around me while naked. I apparently needed to change people’s impression of me, but at the moment, the whole gay thing kept that she-devil away from me.
“Little girl, quit pushing me into showing you how much I only like pussy,” I snarled. I was already feeling beastly, and she wasn’t helping.
“What if I don’t want to?” she purred, running her hand along my chest.
“Look, I want you in my bed, but I’m not going to ruin everything in my life for a taste of your pussy. If we do this, we go all the way.”
She tilted her head. “All the way? Like have sex?”
“No, like get married, because I’m not planning to use anything. Got me? Can you be happy with a teacher as a husband?”
She paused for a few moments, so I guessed she didn’t want such an average life.
“Do you normally go after your students?” she asked, jealousy and insecurity lacing her question.
“No, you’re the only one.”
“But what about later on? When I’m all huge with a baby and a pretty girl shows up in class?”
“Look, there will be no one else. I want you. I’m risking everything to be with you. This isn’t just about sex. From the first time we met, I felt possessive, like you belonged to me. I wanted to snap those shits in class.”
“When they were flirting with me?” she asked.
My inner caveman erupted as I remembered their fucking gawking faces. “No, baby, before that. When they watched you walk in and probably came in their pants.”
“You’re being ridiculous. Besides, I don’t think I can do this with you.” She paced, wringing her fingers.
I watched the sway of her figure, trying to figure out the right thing to say or do. “I want to say okay and let you walk away, but I don’t know that I can without a reason.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to live a lifetime of worry that I won’t be enough and how you got me is how you’ll find my replacement. The girls all talk about wanting to sleep with you. It’s frustrating and painful.”
“Fuck, if I look for another job, will you stop worrying? I can’t believe I’m arguing to make you stay when I’ve been fighting this whole time to push you away.”
“It’s only been a day for you. It might be different tomorrow.”
I’d had enough of her refusal and fears. I stood and locked my grip on her upper arms, stopping her movement. With a swift tilt of my head, I stole the first kiss. She was tentative, and I didn’t know if it was because I’d caught her off guard or because she was new to this. I wanted to believe she was new to intimacy, but that was wishful and foolish thinking. I tugged on her ponytail and pushed her onto the sofa. Her hands came up to the front of my shirt, tugging on the material to get me closer. I pressed our pelvises together. Growling, I moved from her lips to her neck, sucking and nipping on her pulse. Shit, I’d left a little mark on her. If she weren’t my student, I would mark her the fuck up and let every other cock out there know who she belonged to.
“Trust me, a life can be changed in an instant. When you spend time in war, you know that everything can turn upside-down or right-side-up in a second. I want you, and I’ve no intentions of ever letting you go.” I took her mouth again, kissing her with a promise in my heart. I’d never let her go.
Pulling back, I got off the sofa and carried her into the bedroom.
"Remember, I lick your pussy and it's mine. I'm not giving it up,” I warned her as I climbed on top of her.
She blushed because I was serious as fuck and she obviously wasn't used to that. From the way she moved, I knew she wasn't as innocent as she seemed. Suddenly, jealousy struck me.
Kaci was an innocent school girl who wanted to be bad. I had to ask, "Baby, are you still a virgin, or did someone already take what’s mine?"
"Virgin, present, Mr. Sloane," she admitted shyly.
I licked her lips, parting them with my tongue. Her mouth opened, letting me in. Damn, my choice just became set. She was mine, and I was keeping her forever. Leaning over her, I ground my cock against her jeans, making her moan and lift her hips. I reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it off her body. Kaci’s tits bounced nicely, so I gave them the attention they deserved. Pulling down each bra strap, I licked the tops of her large mounds while I undid the clasps and unleashed her perfect breasts. My mouth moved to her nipple and sucked it hard until she cried out. Her back arched, and her hands came down into my hair, tugging on it as though she couldn’t get enough. But I wasn’t done. I was just getting started. My hand grasped the other breast, squeezing and massaging it. She was going to come without me touching her pussy. My hands moved up to her chest and into her hair, tugging her head back as I tasted her neck. My cock pressed against her heat, grinding into her until she shook on me.
“Ah, Jake! I… I… I’m. Oh God, I’m coming,” she cried.
I smiled on her neck, loving this. She was mine, and that wouldn’t be the only time she’d scream my name. Every day and night. Fuck. I needed to be in her.
I slowly worked my way down and unzipped her jeans. Hastily pulling her panties off with the jeans, I tossed them onto the floor. I wasn’t interested in going slow anymore. The scent of her cherry pussy hit me hard. It called to me, demanding I claim her pretty womb for my own. Breeding her drummed in my head so badly that I could feel my cum building in my balls.
Parting her thighs, I took in the sight before me. Her pussy was soaked, damn glistening with her release and her buildup of excitement. My girl tried to close her knees, but I couldn’t have that. I pressed them down, which caused a little more dew to drip for me. It was too tempting. I had to taste.
“Mine,” I growled, dropping my head between her thick thighs.
The first lick sent us both into a frenzied heat. Her hands and legs wrapped around me, pushing me closer to her pussy. I felt the first spurts of cum shoot from my cock. I didn’t care that tasting my girl’s pussy made me come. That shit was fucking wonderful, and she’d be sitting on my face every chance I got. I drank her up until she was twisting and shaking, tugging on my hair, trying to pull me off because she couldn’t handle the way I worked her pussy. My tongue flicked her clit, and she came hard for me, giving me everything.
Leaving her in a withering pool of release, I stood and stripped naked. My cock was stiff again, as if I hadn’t just come on myself. Her eyes caught sight of my cock, when shock mixed with intrigue crossed her pretty face, I knew that she was super innocent.
“Kaci, baby, don’t worry. I’ll make it fit.”
“All of it?”
I chuckled as I strutted to the bed like a fucking king. “Yes, sweetheart. Maybe not all at once, but I will. This pussy belongs to me, and I will claim it.”
Climbing between her thighs, I ran the tip along her lips. Damn, a spurt of pre-cum wet her pussy and something about marking my territor
y made me growl. I leaned down to kiss her.
“Please be gentle,” she whispered, her eyes giving away her nervousness.
I caressed her face. “Of course. I wouldn’t hurt you. You’re mine to care for.”
I knew that my love for her would be unbreakable. My protectiveness felt ten times stronger. Seeing her vulnerability in my arms made what was happening between us all the more unreal. Damn. How could I already feel so in love and fall deeper with every moment?
Lining up my head with her entrance, I pushed in. Feeling her barrier, I slowly worked my way through. Her pussy locked down on my cock.
She let out a yelp. “Ah, it hurts!”
“Calm down, baby. I’m already in, sweetheart,” I whispered. I kissed her passionately, working out the fear without moving my hips. Her body tried to fight me off, but I lowered my head to her breast while my hand ran down to her clit, bringing her to overwhelming desire. “Relax, Kaci.”
With a sigh of pleasure, she calmed and I pushed the rest of the way in. I froze again, but she didn’t. A moan escaped her parted lips before I could capture it with mine. Rocking lightly, I tested her for pain, but all I got was more smiles and sighs. Her body getting used to my invasion.
“Ah, it feels so good,” she purred.
My cock throbbed with the need to fuck her roughly. With every pump into her heat, our bodies got closer and closer to coming. My thrusts became deep and hard as I imagined coming in her unprotected womb. Her heat clasped hold of my cock, not letting it go until I gave in and surrendered.
“Come for me again,” I demanded, pumping into her pussy. My cum ached to burst through every move, making me greedier to bury my seed in her. Damn, I wanted to come so badly. “Kaci, come, baby.” I grabbed her thigh, wrapped it around my waist, and started thrusting harder.
“Ah, Jake,” she chanted. There it was. The cry of release.
“Yes, Kaci, baby. I’m coming too,” I said, my voice rough as I unloaded all my cum into her womb. Leaning over her, I used my knees to lift her hips and keep them still as I kissed her. “Mine.”
Chapter 8—Kaci
That was absolutely amazing. I had felt really embarrassed when I thought I couldn’t handle the pain, but he made it go away so fast that I just wanted him inside me. Some people would think that what we were doing was considered immoral maybe inappropriate, but I didn’t care. I was eighteen, so there was nothing illegal about it. He was my teacher, but he was mine. So if he didn’t care about ruining his career if anyone found out, then neither did I.
I rolled over and lay in his arms until we woke up an hour later. His hold on me was so tight, I felt at home.
“Did I squeeze you too hard?” he whispered.
“No, muscle man, you didn’t. It felt perfect. Can we stay like this?” I tucked myself deeper into his embrace.
He looked down at me and frowned. That couldn’t be a good thing. “I’d love to but… we should take a shower then eat something before finding out about your mom.”
Nope, definitely not a good thing.
“Yeah, I suppose you’re right. This isn’t the first time she’s been arrested for that. I say leave her ass there.” It sounded harsh as fuck, but maybe she’d learn if I didn’t bail her out. Then again, she didn’t learn last time.
“Really? I take it you two don’t get along?”
“Something like that. I wasn’t what she had planned, but the government gives her assistance for me. Then I was twelve, she got locked up, and I was left in our shitty little apartment for two days without her.”
He gaped at me. “She didn’t tell them that you were home alone?”
“No. She didn’t want them to take away her benefits if they took me away. I was so scared when she didn’t come home.”
“How did you manage?”
“I learned to cook at seven. So I made what we had left in the house. When she finally strolled in, she acted like nothing happened. After that, I gave up on looking for her. If she didn’t show up, I assumed she was in jail or with one of her men.”
“I’m sorry, baby. My parents suck, but not like that.”
“How do they suck? Did they beat you?”
“No, nothing like that. They’re…” There was a loud pounding on the door. “Shit, stay there.”
He threw on some clothes and headed downstairs. I didn’t follow him. Instead, I ran to the shower and washed myself as quietly and as quickly as possible. I was out and in my clothes before Jake came back.
“What the hell?” he said when he saw me in my clothes.
“I didn’t know who was at the door. I didn’t want to be caught. I know you don’t want to lose your job.”
“It was just the neighbor. She was being nosy about you and your mother being kicked out. Apparently, she doesn’t know that you’re living here. Which is a very good thing.”
I nodded. “So are you going to be sneaking me in and out?”
“Fuck no. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want anyone to know about us until the end of the school year, but fuck if I’m going to make you feel unwelcome.”
“No, we should do it that way. It may be lousy, but if someone finds out, we could both be screwed.”
“By each other.” He winked a few times.
“Oh, Jake. What am I going to do with you?”
“A hell of a lot, I hope.”
~~~~~
Three hours later, we finally found out where my mother was. She was being booked on more charges than just hooking—including slinging crack for her pimp. Apparently, some things didn’t change. I hadn’t told Jake about her habitual drug use because I didn’t want him to toss me out over my bad genes.
After I explained that to him, he said, “Babe, relax. I saw your grades. A child in your situation does one of two things: they follow the example their parents give, or they try for better. Straight As in everything tells me you’re not looking to be like her. I wouldn’t let you be even if you tried. You belong to me.”
“I should be pissed when you say that, but I just get all wet. Does that make me, like, some sort of submissive?”
“I don’t know, but I have to say I like it. Now let’s hop back in bed because I’m not done with you.”
Chapter Nine
On Monday, I went to class as usual. We both pretended that what had happened over the weekend didn't, and thankfully, no one caught on. I wasn't concerned about my job or reputation because before I even kissed her, I knew I was giving it all up for her. As soon as the school day was done, I hopped in my car.
Kaci and I had agreed that she would walk a few blocks, then I could scoop her up. There was no bus from school to our house directly. Two blocks down from the school, the skies opened up, and I had to find her quickly. It felt like it a repeat of Friday when I caught sight of her walking toward the corner, drenched and her clothes completely see-through, but there was one difference. That shit from class was with her. They were walking a little too close.
I pulled up to the curb, beeping at them. She was probably carrying my baby, and the little shit was trying to get into her panties. I’d already sent him to the office because he kept disrupting my class by flirting loudly with her.
I rolled down the window and yelled, “Get in. I’ll give you a ride home.”
“It’s cool, teach. I want to walk my girl home.”
“It’s storming, and I don’t want a case of the fucking sniffles keeping you two out of class tomorrow. Get in the car already.”
She started coming toward the car, so the punk followed. I was so angry that I couldn’t remember his name, and I almost called her babe when she got in. My eyes went straight to her breasts. Dammit, he caught me noticing her tits. I needed to play it off like a concerned adult instead of her lover.
“Miss Sterling,” I said, handing her my coat, “you’re indecent.”
“I like her like that,” the kid in the back said.
“That’s because you’re a hormonal shit. A woman should
get your respect no matter how much you want her,” I told him. There was no way he was getting my woman, but I could give him advice for other women.
“Yes, sir.” He sat back, but I knew it would only be a moment before lust kicked back in and he was going to flirt with her some more.
"So where do you live?" I asked, looking through the rearview then turning to look at Kaci. I still had to pretend. Jackass gave me his address, and so did my woman. "In that case, I'll drop you off first then Kaci. Her place is on my way home."
"So, Kaci, did you give any thought to what I asked?" he asked.
I gripped the steering wheel a little tighter, waiting for her to respond.
"I have to check with my mom. I usually have to be home right after school, but I'll call you."
Luckily his house was just down the street a few blocks. Once we’d dropped him off and got down the street, I had to interrogate my girl.
“What the fuck did he ask you?”
“If we could go out together,” she whispered.
“No,” I said. “There’s no fucking way I’ll let you go on a date with him.”
“I didn’t say I was going to. I was trying to make it look like we’re not together. Duh. If I said no right away, he might think something was up—especially with the way you were staring at my tits. That shit was so damn obvious.”
“Don’t give me attitude. What the hell are you wearing?”
“Nothing special. I can’t help that it stormed. We were too busy this morning to look at the weather as I remember.”
“We were, and it seems that it was just a taste,” I growled, grabbing my cock. It was stiff as fuck.
Her wet blouse revealed everything, so even though I was pissed that she had been walking with another man, I was too horny to care. We were about five minutes from the house. Once we got there, I was going fuck her hard against the car in the garage. As I drove, she slid her hand onto my lap. The feel of her hand on my cock eased my anger, but I was still pissed.
“Why were you walking with him in the first place? You didn’t have to let him walk you wherever he planned on leading you.”
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