Chapter Twenty-Nine
Amelie
One thing Smalls always says is that revenge is a dish best served cold.
Marcia will get hers just when she starts to think I have forgotten.
She manages to scurry away like a scared rodent every time she is alone and crosses my path.
Kalen has been very creative with ideas to get back at her, but I want to hit her where it hurts the most. I need a favour from Baxter but the guy is like a ghost at the moment, and do I really want to owe him another favour?
God knows what I will have to do to repay the first one.
If I hadn’t taken sex off the table I’m sure he would have had me locked in a sex dungeon as repayment.
Which really doesn’t sound so bad come to think of it.
No, Amelie, you have four hot and willing men already, save some sexiness for other women.
“Hey, what are your plans for the afternoon?” Kalen asks.
“I have a self-defence class off campus with Sawyer, and then we are doing dinner,” I say and he pouts.
“How do you feel about sex dungeons?” I ask, making him perk up a little.
“I feel like, if you know where one is and are holding out on me, then I would be pissed.”
That makes me laugh. “No sex dungeons that I know of, but I was thinking about this favour I owe Baxter.”
“And that made you think about sex dungeons? And everyone thinks my brain is warped...” Kalen says as we walk through the front doors to the school, Sawyer is leaning against his car in his work out gear. “Wipe the drool from your face, sis, and go get your man.”
A smile forms on my lips at his words, my man. He isn’t employed here anymore. A quick kiss to Kalen’s cheek and I run down the steps and launch myself at Sawyer, his strong arms wrap around my ass holding me up. My lips press to his.
“Mmm, I think I like this kind of hello.”
I mumble something in response against his lips.
I felt so guilty the last few weeks that I asked Sawyer to take things slow and yet I had given in to my stupid urges with everyone but him.
So tonight I plan to make it all about him and the pesky task of finding someone other than Baxter that I can trust to find me information on the Wilson family that Marcia’s sister is planning to marry into.
Sliding down Sawyers body, I drop to my feet and he opens the car door for me. He has country pop music playing. I have never appreciated country music before, but I’m not opposed to this Sam Hunt guy he really seems to like.
“Can I ask you something?” I blurt out of nowhere, reaching over to turn the music down.
“You can always ask me whatever you like,” he says, glancing over at me. His grey eyes sparkle. They were one of the first things that drew me to Sawyer, his eyes, he smiles with them and they light up his entire face.
“Well, I know The Order stuff is hush hush, and I’m cool with that for now, but do you have connections that could find me some information, without me having to owe Baxter any favours?”
“I can, but as for the favours, I’m happy to receive sexual favours in return.”
I slap his bicep, his laughter filling the car.
“I’m happy to give you some incentive to help.” I slip my hand across to his crotch and into his pants, smiling when I realise he’s commando. I made a comment that him not wearing any boxers always distracts me when we work out.
“Amelie,” he warns, when I contort myself half out of the seat belt and half over the centre console.
“Concentrate on not killing us...sir.” Sawyer grunts in response when my tongue and mouth wrap around his hard length, slow and steady movements drawing moans of pleasure from him. My hair cascades around his lap, covering anything passing cars may see.
The car indictor flicking on warns me that we are a few minutes from our destination, so I hollow my cheeks and move down and up with a tight suction.
“I’m going to come,” he warns, his length hardening and his pelvis lifting slightly before he finishes. Licking him clean, I pop his cock back into his pants just in time for him to pull into his driveway.
“Looks like I now owe you a favour.” He winks. “Let’s get you inside and changed, and we can talk about this information you need while you try to kick my ass.”
Marshmallow is so excited to see me, jumping up and licking me. I have to spend some time playing with him, fussing and tickling his tummy, which he loves. Sawyer clears his throat eventually and tells us we have to get started.
We spend the next two hours talking about Marcia, her family, their associates...all with him distracting me with his cock hanging free in his sweatpants. Which gives him plenty of time to pin me to the ground, repeatedly. Again, not that Sawyer on top of me is a hardship in any way.
After, Sawyer leads the way to the shower.
We are both hot and sweaty from the ass kicking he just gave me.
I think we may need to rethink lessons with Sawyer; I don’t get much done.
I wonder if I could ask Jasper to give me lessons, or even Frost. The whole security detail is growing on me, I have to admit.
I have gotten used to them being around, and I might actually miss them when they are gone.
Frost has the night off, so Sawyer will take me back to campus and one of the guys will take me back to my dorm room.
Monty made it clear that Sawyer shouldn’t be sneaking into my room very often.
I’m not too sure Sawyer plans to listen to him though.
The small bathroom fills with steam and I watch Sawyer undress, taking in every muscle and curve of his body.
I really have been lucky with fulfilling a lot of fantasies, so maybe the UK isn’t that bad after all.
Twins, a teacher and a monster cock. Then I remember why I am here and I don’t feel as lucky anymore.
Stepping into the shower, memories of the twins surface and guilt stabs me in the gut. But it quickly fades when Sawyer pulls my body against his, his hand cupping my breast as he leans down to whisper in my ear.
“Tell me to stop if it gets too rough,” he purrs.
Goosebumps erupt all over my skin. Excitement buzzes through my entire body.
Sawyer slams my body against the cold tiles, trapping my hands together above my head with one hand.
His lips fall to the side of my neck while he uses a knee to part my willing legs.
He won’t get any resistance from me. My head falls back and I bite my lip to trap the moan falling from my lips at the sensation.
“Hard and fast coming up, just like I wanted it to be in my father's kitchen.”
I remember that day, the shocked look on his face when he realised I was his student and he was backed into a corner.
He runs his cock up and down my ass crack a few times, getting closer to my opening with every pass.
My ass instantly pushes outwards as he thrusts, Sawyer’s body curves around mine like we were made for each other.
His short fast thrusts hit just the right spot, my orgasm building as quickly as the heat between us.
With one hand holding mine and the other gripping my hip all I can do is ride the waves of pleasure. His body jerks and I spasm around him.
“Hey, fuckers!” Kalen sings into the bathroom as Sawyer's name rolls from my lips. “Can I watch?”
“Get out!” Sawyer snaps and Kalen chuckles, Mo-Mo barking and snapping around his ankles.
“You’re no fun! Dinner is ready anyway, we brought Chinese.”
Kalen scoops up the puppy and closes the door. Sawyer laughs. “So that was awkward.”
“It’s not that bad, at least it was Kalen; might have been weird if it was Onyx,” I say.
Sawyer shuts off the water and we both wrap the world's fluffiest towels around our bodies. For a bachelor, these towels are amazing and they’re warm. Warm fluffy towels are almost better than sex. Almost.
“If you don’t stop that, I’ll think the towel is getting you off better than I did.”
Kalen pops his head back in the door. His hair growing back nicely, I hated that he cut it, his floppy, messy hair was part of his personality. “If the towel is getting you off better than the old man is, I can remedy that.”
Sawyer chases Kalen out of the room, Kalen’s laughter booming through the apartment.
I hear the twins egging Kalen on. I slowly walk out to see Kalen now running out of the front door with Sawyer’s towel.
The twins are high fiving and Sawyer’s delectable bare ass is heading into his room.
Sawyer slams his door muttering about Kalen behaving like a juvenile.
“A hundred points if you get her towel,” Onyx says to Kalen as he comes back in, closing the door behind himself.
“Do it and I won’t have sex with you for six months,” I warn, a stern finger pointing in his direction. Kalen looks at me and shakes his head.
“You hit me in my weak spot. Hurry up and get dressed, I’m fading away over here.”
I watch Kalen as I cross the room to make sure he doesn’t sneak attack me. I plan to slip into Sawyer’s room, but Marshmallow has other ideas.
Excited to see me, he comes bounding towards me, jumping up and catching the corner of my towel in his mouth.
“Here, boy!” Kalen calls just as I yell, “No!” but Mo-Mo races off after Kalen, whipping my towel away with him. And then I’m starkers in front of the guys.
I bolt through the door into Sawyer’s room, flashing my bare ass as I go. Sawyer is fully dressed already in a pair of clean grey slacks and a shirt that moulds to his form, showing off the ridges of his stomach. Yum.
“I found you a shirt to wear and you left these here,” he says, holding up a black lace G-string. “Also, we weren’t safe and I’m sorry. I can take you to sort something out tomorrow.”
“Why are you sorry? I’m on birth control.” I waste no time getting dressed. Sawyer's heated eyes are on me the entire time, but my stomach rumbles and I realise how hungry I am.
“Have I told you how glad I am that I’m not your teacher anymore?” He pulls me into his arms and I look up at him.