“There’s a long way to go this afternoon before you give me your thank you. Our lesson is far from over.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lexi
Far from over was right.
I spent the afternoon getting acquainted with Mr. Vaughn's cock. Once he got inside of me it was like he didn't want to leave. He couldn't control himself, grunting and biting me, all the while teaching me how to make a man feel good.
I hadn't even stepped over the threshold when he was tearing my clothes off and shoving his fat cock past my virgin barrier. He pumped his hips without remorse until he got seated where he wanted to between my thighs. I had a feeling he took me hard to prove a point, hitting the back of my cervix to rid me of pain and allow the beauty of pleasure to thrive between us.
God, I wanted to scream out in agony from how intrusive he was from the first thrust. It hurt so bad that I tore from it. Luckily, I have a vivid imagination and I've seen plenty of pornos to know what I like. All I had to do was imagine a camera up close and personal watching us have sex. I like seeing a cock thrust into a pussy, and I imagine I’m watching our own porno and a warmth ignites through my belly. It didn't take long to warm up to Mr. Vaughn's animalistic ways and my pussy to surrender to his mercy.
Yes, Mr. Vaughn. He's already instructed me to not call him by his first name while I'm riding his cock.
Sir or Mr. Vaughn is the only acceptable way to address him. I made a deal and said I'd submit to his demands if he continued to degrade me.
I wish I could explain why it feels so fucking good to be called a slut while this man is deep inside my pussy, fucking me like a cave man, but it does. The way his broad back hunches over me, how his thighs press mine to the bed and his arms cage me in, makes me soaking wet. My desire drips down my ass and spreads to the bed. I swear I feel his cock swell inside of me the deeper he reaches. He treats me like a ragdoll, flipping me around and manhandling me at his will, confident I would like what he gives me in the end. He wasn't wrong. He even made me slip in and out of consciousness while he choked me.
I. Was. Hooked. On. Him.
So when my stepmom told me I had another tutoring lesson this evening after dinner, I was surprised. Mr. Vaughn hadn't said he was going to ring. It was Christmas Eve and already late. But it was my dad who said it was my last session for the year and insisted I go.
They weren't going to get an argument from me. My plan was to sneak out once they fell asleep anyway, knowing they wouldn't wake up from their drunken haze. Now I wouldn't have to, and I could give Mr. Vaughn my Christmas present without the fear of getting caught.
I ran upstairs to change my clothes and grab my studies, stuffing them into my backpack along with the special outfit I handmade to wear for him. My parents watched me walk across the lawn, waving goodbye when my teacher opened his door.
He had the door slammed shut and me slammed up against the wall with his lips pressed to mine in a matter of seconds. His scruffy beard prickled my skin as his tongue plunged into my mouth.
"I couldn't handle going another day without you," he says, breaking the kiss. He's breathing heavy and staring me straight in the eyes. I tell him I was going sneak out to surprise him, his eyes light up. "You’ve already driven me fucking wild," he says. "I'm already addicted to you, Lexi."
My heart melts, taken aback by his admission. A smile splays across my face. I reward him with a slow, sensual kiss by making sure I stroke the roof of his mouth. A vibration rumbles against my chest. I'm a good student – he's taught me well to know when to take control with my tongue to set the speed. His cock hardens and a thrill runs through me. This must be what it feels like to be in command all the time. It's intoxicating… and he's letting me experience it too.
"Sir," I say, my turn to break the kiss. "I have a present for you." His baby blues twinkle under the hall light. "I need to go change into it though. Meet me in your room?"
His brows shoot up this time. He chuckles then smacks a kiss on my lips before letting me go. He bends to pick up my bag and hands it to me before standing tall. I forgot how he towers over me.
"Hurry up. Don't keep me waiting."
A grin spreads across my puffy lips. Mr. Vaughn's kisses are a mark that I willingly take. I skip away toward the bathroom and giggle as he slaps my ass.
I step into the bathroom and shut the door. It doesn't take long to slip into my present – all I'm wearing is a sheer black thong with a huge red bow sewn into the fabric right before it disappears between my cheeks. No top. No shoes. Nothing else but the panties and my hair resting in soft curls over my breasts and down my back. Glancing at the small bows I made for my nipples, I decide not to wear them and stuff them away.
Expelling a breath, I take one more look in the mirror and blink in surprise from the glow on my face. I have my teacher to thank for that.
"Lexi, come along," I hear through the door.
"You sound like you're in pain," I say, chuckling.
Turning the light off, I push the door open and step into his room. His eyes take me in, starting at my toes. Mr. Vaughn rakes a wicked glance up my body that makes me shiver in anticipation.
"Fuck me," he says to himself and sits up when he sees me.
I giggle again. "I was hoping you'd fuck me, sir," I say then slowly spin around on my tiptoes. Our eyes meet again and he sees the truth behind them. But just in case, I tell him as I reach his spread thighs and lean in. He goes to pinch my nipple but I brush his hand away and offer him a teasing smile. His need for me fills the air between us. He's on the edge… and I like it like that.
"I wore the bow because it's my present to you. I want you to take my last hole like you said you would." I pause then say, "And I want you to do it in the jacuzzi. I want you to fuck my asshole the way you fucked my pussy. Get the pain over with. Fast, quick, no taking your time."
He flips me over onto my back on his bed and looms over me. "I don't think you know what you're asking for. It's not the same kind of pain, baby, it's going to hurt at first, much more."
I trace his lips with my tongue. He breaths out a heavy breath and I say, "Pour me a double shot of tequila then get me good and hot for you. I trust you to make me feel like I'm floating on a cloud. You always do."
His eyes gleam and it excites me. Within seconds he's got me thrown over his shoulder and carrying into the kitchen where his bar is set up. He sets me on the counter as he prepares our shots. We clink glasses and down them together before he's whisking me outside and stepping into the hot water with me in his arms.
"I have a present for you," he says surprising me. Mr. Vaughn reaches around to the other side of the tub and produces a box. I take a seat on the steps and wait with my teeth digging into my bottom lip. "I thought this would be helpful the first few times I break you in." He opens it for me and I frown.
"Why would I want a dildo if I have the real thing?"
"Because it'll help when I fuck your ass, baby. It's waterproof."
"Oh," I say, intrigued. Then I say it again, my voice heightened when I realize how he's going to use it. A blush heats my cheeks. "You're going to fill both holes at the same time, aren't you?"
A slick grin curls the corner of his lips. "Merry Christmas. Now get that ass over here and let me untie the bow. I want my present."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Leo
The girl has no idea how rough taking my cock in her tight little asshole is going to feel, and her naivety is beautiful. I can’t wait to be the one to enlighten her.
She’s a sweet little mermaid in the jacuzzi, glowing like a princess, no doubt from being a part of the fantasy she’s been living with for months.
“Show me that dirty little hole I’m going to be taking, then,” I tell her. She gives me a little giggle before she slides over my way.
She turns her back to me and hitches her ass up onto my lap, presenting her cheeks under the bubbles. My hands find her nice and willing. I guide her to stand up, and she does, sho
wing me that gorgeous butt of hers. I slide down her sexy thong and she lets out a gasp, nervous.
She has every reason to be nervous.
She hisses as I splay her ass cheeks as wide as they will go. Her little asshole puckers up a few times and I’m sure that I come a little in the water. Jesus, I’m so going to enjoy taking her ass.
But first, my tongue is a beast as it laps up her crack, digging its way into her delicious little hole. I knead her ass cheeks and hold her to me as her knees give out under her. She yells out and whimpers, falling into my hands.
I don’t give her much time to settle in before I wrestle her smoothly over the side of the jacuzzi. Her ass is in perfect position when I slide my thumb in nice and deep.
“Ahhh,” she cries out, but she’s a good girl and pushes back against me.
“That’s it,” I tell her. “Take it.”
Like always, she takes what she’s given. A thumb works up to two fingers, slowly as she groans for me, and then two fingers squirm and work up to three and Christ my cock is hard as hell as I spread that tight little hole.
I’m good with her clit, teasing just right when I need to, taking away the intensity of her ass. I use the jets to my favor and have them vibrate viciously on her clit. She’s enjoying it, a panting little minx when I decide it’s time to use the dildo on her. I’m gentle as I work it in, giving her the chance to work back onto it before giving her the first proper fuck that she needs.
“That’s… hard…” she says to me over the hum of the water, but she doesn’t stop moving. In fact, she's building up speed, her fabulous pink tits splashing in the water. She gasps, her chest rising. I'm sure she's feeling the burn now and just doesn’t want to admit it.
“It will be a lot harder when it’s my cock,” I tell her next to her ear, and give her the dildo a little bit harder.
She doesn’t protest, just shoots me a glance back over her shoulder, telling me with no uncertainty that she wants everything I have to give.
“Please, sir,” she says when the dildo is fucking her nice and deep. “Please, give me you now…”
It’s dark around us, Christmas Eve reaching its close. I’m still surprised that nobody gives two fucks about what she’s doing from her household, but seemingly they don’t. There is no sign of life next door.
She sees me looking at their house.
“They aren’t even awake now,” she tells me, still panting. “Once their heads hit the pillow, they're out cold until the next morning. They're just pleased I'm getting one on one tutoring. Didn’t care that I wouldn’t be coming in until late.”
Yes. I was right. They are dickheads.
I guess I’m one, too. Fucking a student in my jacuzzi on Christmas Eve.
Reaching to the side, I turn the jet bubbles on high for maximum force.
“Get ready for it,” I tell her, but I barely gave her the chance this time.
My balls are swollen hard, desperate, dick throbbing as I position myself up close. Working her up only made my cock so desperate, it won’t take long for me to bust.
I take hold of her hair like a pretty little slut when I claim my prize, adoring how she tenses up just perfectly when I slide my cock right the way into that tight little asshole.
She cries out and I aim her pussy toward the jet to disguise the intrusion. It works and she cries out in sheer bliss.
It is absolutely. Fucking. Divine.
Lexi is everything I’d imagined she could be. She winces and whimpers a little, struggling with short sharp breaths, but then she shifts, and I feel it, feel her enjoying the grind.
I had a feeling Lexi would enjoy taking cock in her ass after the things she said to me the first night.
“Tell me you want more,” I grunt, and she nods her head, even though I have her hair in my fist.
“MORE, please!” she squeals and I give it. I give my pretty little princess everything she wants.
I fuck her deep. Rough. Hard. I slam her tight hole with so much damn force that the water bubbles around us. She asked and I aim to deliver.
Right before I sense her release, and with just the tip of my cock in her asshole, I ease the dildo into her tender cunt and almost come when she grits her teeth and takes the stretch with a grunt.
“Fuck,” she says and it’s enough to set me off.
I slide that dildo deep at the same time as I push my cock all the way home and I fuck both holes at once. The jet sputters to a different rhythm over her protruding clit and she goes off like a rocket, coming undone. It is heaven. She is heaven.
That’s when I know for definite I’ll never be able to let her go.
This isn’t just about Christmas. This is about for ever.
“I’m going to come in your sweet ass,” I tell her, leaning forward to grunt right in her ear.
“Yes, please!” she hisses. “Please!”
I pull my cock free and then slide the dildo from her puffy cunt, my balls tightening all the more at the sight of her juices dribbling from her.
“Please,” she says again, “please, sir, just…”
I grab those soapy ass cheeks and her head drops as my cock nudges her asshole.
She’s panting, wanting, waiting, and I can’t hold back any longer, my groan matching hers as my cock plunges all the way deep.
It doesn’t take long for my balls to burst, which is probably just as well considering the noises she’s making. I’m a growling beast as I shoot my load inside her, my ears ringing raw with the thrill. Fuck. She sucks the seed from my balls in a way I’ve never known. She sucks me well and truly dry, her ass winking and spitting cum back out as I pull away, spent.
She recovers with a grin, endorphins running high. Her smile is everything to me as I hold her close and kiss her forehead, loving just how beautiful she looks in the aftermath.
“It must be Christmas Day by now,” I tell her. “Happy Christmas, Lexi.”
“Happy Christmas, Mr. Vaughn,” she says, “And thanks for giving me the best present ever.”
She lets out a sigh soon after, shifting herself away from me like she knows she’s done with her lesson.
I can see it in her face. She really thinks this was a lesson, nothing short of a cheap little fantasy from me to give her what she wanted.
She’s almost out of the jacuzzi when I call her back.
“You think this is done, don’t you?” I ask, and she looks nervous, embarrassed.
“Well… yeah…” she says. “I thought this was a bit of fun for you, you know?”
I do know. And she was wrong. Very wrong.
I beckon her back over with a smirk, holding my arms open wide.
“Our fun has only just started,” I say when she throws herself back into my arms with a smile. “You’d better get ready for a whole world of new lessons, little girl. I’ll be giving them whenever they’re wanted from here on in.”
Her giggle is a delight as she straddles me.
“I’m ready for my next lesson, sir,” she says, reaching for my cock.
Happy fucking Christmas to us both.
THE END
About the author
Jade West has increasingly little to say about herself as time goes on, other than the fact she is an author, but she's plenty happy with this. Living in imaginary realities and having a legitimate excuse for it is really all she's ever wanted.
Jade is as dirty as you'd expect from her novels, and talking smut makes her smile.
If you want to check out more of her work, here are a good couple of starters:
Sugar Daddies - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01I5ZC8G0/
Bait - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B074TSR5SH/
About the author
Lucia Franco resides in sunny South Florida with her husband, two boys, and two adorable dogs who follow her everywhere. She was a competitive athlete for over ten years - a gymnast and cheerleader - which heavily inspired the Off Balance series.
Her novel Hush, Hush was a
finalist in the 2019 Stiletto Contest hosted by Contemporary Romance Writers, a chapter of Romance Writers of America. Her novels are being translated into several languages.
When Lucia isn't writing, you can find her relaxing with her toes in the sand at a nearby beach. She runs on caffeine, scorching hot sunshine, and four hours of sleep.
Her novel can be found at all online retailers. Find out more at authorluciafranco.com.
Standalone Titles
You'll Think of Me
Hold On to Me
Hush, Hush
Say Yes
Off Balance series
Balance
Execution
Release
Twist
Dismount
PROLOGUE
LIFE.
The privileged existence we all enjoyed.
Some squandered it. Some adored it. Others tried to destroy or hoard it. But no matter how hard we tried, we were merely passengers travelling through time.
I thought I’d built the perfect life for myself: a career I was proud of, a body I was comfortable in, and a husband who worshipped me. My life was the perfect illusion of happiness. No one saw the flaws hidden beneath the polished veneer. No one saw my heart breaking as the truth smashed through the lies. And no one was there to save me.
Life.
I almost lost mine.
But fate decided it wasn’t done with me.
Fate gave me him.
Not once, but twice.
The first time, I didn’t know the gift I held.
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