Chapter 24 #2
This whole thing had been nerve-racking at first. I’d never been in front of a group of people before; having so many eyes on me, with the added pressure of being their teacher, had my hands shaking and I’d held them behind my back for the first fifteen minutes.
But once I’d gotten into the groove and this small group of seventh graders had shown me how respectful and eager to learn they were, I’d been able to relax a bit.
It didn’t hurt that Lea was sitting at a desk in the back, smiling softly at me. No, it didn’t hurt at all.
After answering their questions, I let them go for the day. Their parents were hovering outside the room, and some of them introduced themselves.
I made sure all the kids had someone to take them home before going back to the table at the front and letting out a long exhale.
I liked that. I really, really liked that.
“You were incredible, even though I didn’t understand a thing.
” Lea’s arms came around me from behind, and he propped his chin on my shoulder.
“I think I wanna do some role-playing,” he whispered, nibbling on my neck.
“You be the teacher…” His fingers snuck under the hem of my shirt, gliding along my skin and ripping a gasp from me.
“…and I’ll be the naughty, naughty student.
” He bit down on my pulse point and slipped his hand under the waistband of my jeans, and the moan that came out of me was way too loud for where we were.
Lea covered my mouth with his other hand and licked along the curve of my ear, making me shiver. “Shh, you’ll get us in trouble. Although, I’m not opposed to getting detention. I think you need to punish me, babe. I’m being very, very bad.”
I whimpered when Lea pressed his erection against my ass.
He slipped two fingers past my lips, his breaths ragged in my ear.
I swirled my tongue around his fingers, and it was Lea’s turn to moan as he rolled his hips and thrust himself against me.
“Oh, fuck, Beau. I want your cock in my mouth. Please?” He rained little kisses across my cheek, over my jaw, down my neck. “Please?”
My knees felt like melted rubber as he pulled his fingers from my mouth.
He gripped my hard cock over my boxers, rubbing and squeezing, then spread two fingers and trailed them up and down the length of me.
I leaned against him, finding it hard to drag in air as my entire body heated up from his touch.
“Mm. Please, Beau?”
Shit. What did he ask again?
As if he could hear my thoughts, he said, “Please let me suck on that big, beautiful dick.”
My eyes rolled back in my head, and Lea tilted my head up and to the side with gentle fingers, curving them around my jaw as he licked a line up the column of my throat. “I need you, Beau.”
Wait…wait. We were still at the community center. We couldn’t be doing this. What if someone walked in?
“Lea,” I panted, trying to think past the way he was making me feel. “We can’t—”
“I locked the door,” he murmured. “I promise to make you come real fast and swallow every last drop. There won’t be a shred of evidence of our debauchery. Please, Beau. Let me give you a reward for how well you did.”
Oh, god.
He kept stroking up and down my cock with his fingers, using his tongue on the sensitive skin of my neck, and I croaked, “Okay.”
Lea had me turned in an instant, pressing me back against the table.
He dropped to his knees and undid my jeans with deft fingers, dragging them down just enough to pull my cock out.
He moaned as he took me in his mouth, and I bucked at the first feel of his soft tongue.
The sight of him like that, kneeling at my feet and swirling his tongue around the exposed head of my cock, made every single thought in my mind disappear.
Lea gripped the base in one hand and began moving up and down, his tongue teasing the underside and his cheeks hollowing as he sucked on every upstroke.
I wasn’t going to last much longer. “Lea,” I gasped, threading my fingers through the soft pink strands of his hair.
Lea moaned, the sound vibrating through my dick, and his eyes flashed up to mine.
“Lea,” I choked out. “I’m—” Lea rolled my balls in his hand, holding my gaze, and my orgasm rocketed through me.
I bowed over, my fingers tightening in his hair, bursts of pleasure flowing through my entire body as he kept sucking me through it.
When it was over, he moved his head back and gently tucked my spent dick back into my pants, did them up, then stood. I was dizzy and sated and—oh my god, we’d just done that in public!
“Oh my god,” I mumbled, clutching at Lea’s shirt. He chuckled and kissed me softly.
“The way you look after you come,” he said, splaying his hands on either side of my face, “is the single prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
I grabbed onto his wrists, captivated by the expression on his face. In his eyes. It was tender and glowing and almost like—
No. Lea didn’t love me. He didn’t want to love me.
Reality came crashing down on me in a landslide of bitter disappointment. I cleared my throat and dropped my hands. “We should go before someone comes,” I said softly.
Lea frowned, searching my face.
I lowered my gaze to his chest. I didn’t want him to see the disappointment in my eyes. It wasn’t fair to keep burdening him with my feelings.
“All right,” he said, pulling away. A cold spot filled the space between us, and I didn’t look at him as I gathered all the materials the coordinator had prepared for the session and placed them back in the filing cabinet like she’d told me to.
But as we were leaving, Lea slid his hand in mine, laced our fingers together, and didn’t let go the entire walk back to the apartment.