Chapter 23 A Bad Influence #2
I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips softly against his, testing. When he didn’t pull away, I brought my hand up to cup his cheek. He leaned into my touch, humming in pleasure as the kiss deepened, our tongues slipping together between parted lips.
We savored each other, an unhurried exploration. I had hoped the last time we kissed wouldn’t be the last time, and I was grateful he wasn’t pushing me away. I was grateful he was letting me thank him in this way.
And then, I was struck with a new idea. A better idea.
I slid off the desk to kneel on the floor between his manspread thighs.
“Melanie. What are you doing?” His face was flushed, and a lock of dark hair had fallen over his forehead.
My hands moved to his waist, slowly unbuckling his belt and undoing his fly. I watched him watch me, giving him ample time to tell me to stop. He just stared, breaths shallow. He sucked in a sharp breath when I dipped my hand into his boxers and grasped his cock, already half-hard.
“I want to thank you. For helping me.” My big green eyes locked on his brown ones as I pumped my hand down his shaft, feeling it grow harder under my touch. I felt empowered.
“You don’t need to do this.”
“Let me do this,” I said. “Something just for you. Please.”
He barely paused before he nodded once, never taking his eyes off me.
Tentatively, I licked up the center of his head, tasting the bead of precum weeping from the slit. He made a strangled growling sound deep in his throat.
Our eyes stayed locked together as I took him into my mouth, first just the head, then more of the length. I worked him slowly, my lips and tongue moving in perfect concert with my hand at the base of his shaft.
Jack stared, eyes wide and lips slightly parted. One of his hands rose to my hair, gathering it back when it fell into my face.
“Hey Jack! Are you still in here?” a voice called from the hallway.
We both reacted immediately—me slipping backward under the desk and Jack scooting the chair in to hide his raging erection—as Alan wandered through the door at the back of the classroom.
The desk was a massive, wooden beast with a privacy panel along the front that effectively hid my presence and Jack’s state of undress from the rest of the room.
“Yeah,” Jack said. His voice was thick and gravelly as he worked to sound normal. “Just wrapping a few things up. Can you give me another couple of minutes?”
Alan’s footsteps came further into the room.
“You work too hard, brother. I know you want this job, but Richmond isn’t going to count it against you if you take it easy every now and then.”
“I swear I’m not hard”—Jack coughed—“I mean, not working too hard. I just need to finish up… something. I’ll meet you outside in… five minutes.”
I smirked to myself and decided to resume what I was doing since I only had five more minutes. Jack jerked at the touch of my lips on his skin again and brought his hands down on the desktop with a smack.
“Whatever you say.” Skepticism was evident in Alan’s voice. “But you’re buying the first round tonight.”
“Yeah. Sure. Fine.” Jack bit out the words. “I’ll see you in a minute.”
Alan’s voice sounded a little farther away as he replied, “You really need to learn how to relax. Maybe try some yoga.”
I sucked hard, and Jack sucked in a breath through his teeth. “Five minutes. Please.”
“Fine, fine. I’m going. I’ll meet you downstairs, Mr. Serious Chemistry-Man.”
When the door finally clicked shut behind Alan, Jack leaned back and looked at me under the desk. “Are you trying to kill me, Princess? We could have gotten caught. Again.”
The mischievous grin was firmly on my face, and my hand continued to squeeze and twist down his length. “Oh, come on. I’m sure there’s a little sense of adventure under all that tweed. Being bad can feel good if you let it.”
“You can do anything you want—”
I could feel the but coming, but before it left his lips, I slipped mine around his cock, and his words cut off with a hiss. Perhaps, it wasn’t a particularly fair way to win what would surely be a boring argument, but I was beyond caring.
After my conversation with Richmond, I felt good—better than good—and I wanted to make Jack feel good too. This seemed like the least I could do after everything he had done for me.
I sucked hard, eliciting a sound that was somewhere between a groan and growl.
He slipped his hands into my hair, not guiding me, just holding it back so he could watch.
He was getting harder and harder as the minutes passed.
He was getting close, so I took him deep, until I was all but gagging from the pressure in the back of my throat.
“Fuck. I’m going to… can you take it?”
I hummed my assent, and within a moment his warm, salty cum was shooting into my mouth. He groaned with his release, and I smiled triumphantly as I licked him clean and tucked his softening member back into his boxers.
As I rose to my feet, he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my mouth down to his for a fierce kiss. “I can’t tell you how many times I thought about you like that—on your knees… with…”
His words trailed off as if he was too stunned to complete the thought.
I smiled against his mouth as he kissed me again, languid and deep. “It was absolutely my pleasure,” I insisted.
“Why do you have to make it so hard to stay away from you?” he asked, without malice.
The question was obviously rhetorical, but I felt compelled to respond anyway. I had already been reckless, so I decided to keep it up and just say what was on my mind. “I don’t want to stop. I like you. I like how you make me feel.”
“What are you saying?”
I stood up tall and regarded him below me, splayed out in the chair.
“I don’t want this to be a one-time thing.
I want to leave the door open. I know one of us will be leaving and we can’t have a relationship, but I don’t want to waste the rest of the time that we’re here together.
Maybe we could just start with a coffee? Or dinner?”
“You know that’s against the school rules,” he countered.
“Yes. But I think we could be discreet.”
“Discreet like this?” He gestured to his pants, still unzipped and unbuckled.
“Some rules are meant to be broken.” I bit my lip, fighting the smirk that tried to spread over my face.
He grasped my chin and pulled my lip out of my teeth with his thumb before pulling me down for another kiss. “You’re a bad influence.”
“The worst,” I agreed, smiling broadly.
Jack closed his eyes and wiped a hand over his face.