Seventeen
My blood boils in my veins as I watch my students shower Bianca with questions and compliments. Slowly, I turn to look at Sadie. And I can tell that she’s thinking the same thing I am. When she shakes her head and mouths the words ‘I’m sorry,’ it sets me into motion. I walk toward my students and tell them that I have an appointment and need to get going. While I don’t like lying to them, I have no problem doing so if it gets me as far away from Bianca as possible. As soon as they’re all outside my office, I shut the door and lock it. When I turn around, Sadie is right there. With a sigh, I pull her into my arms.
“What are you going to do?” she asks.
“I can’t, Sadie,” I sigh. “Even if we had parted ways amicably, I couldn’t write for her now that I have you. It wouldn’t feel right.”
I almost feel like she wants to argue, but she says nothing more. So, I pull her over to my desk and settle her on my knee while I go about sending in my submission for the contest. When I go to hit send, I turn to Sadie first for a kiss. Then I send it into cyberspace. I collapse back into my chair and pull her against me.
“Now we wait,” I whisper.
“You’re going to go all the way, Brock,” she says. “I just know it.”
“Only if you’re beside me.”
“I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
I lift my head and kiss her long enough for my cock to thicken. But with my students and Bianca possibly still lurking about, I’m of no mind to sate my desire again here. Instead, I help her stand and gather my things. When we step out of my office, I’m not surprised that Bianca is still there enjoying some of her newfound fame. As soon as I’m locked up, I take Sadie’s hand and head out. I almost expect Bianca to follow us, but we make it to our vehicles without further interruption.
After I follow her to her apartment, I take her overnight bag and put it in my car. Then we head for my place. I hold her hand while we drive, the silence between us comfortable. But the sexual anticipation still bubbling just below the surface. I know what I want before we head out for dinner, I just hope Sadie wants it, too. In ten minutes, I let us into my apartment. As soon as I’ve locked the door, she turns to me, the look in her eyes telling me all I need to know.
“Make love to me, Brock,” she breathes. “Please.”
I move with purpose. Lifting her into my arms and carrying her to my bed. I set her on her feet and strip her out of her sinfully sexy purple dress first. Then she helps me shed my clothing, her gentle caresses to my skin making me burn hotter than ever.
“Get comfortable, Sadie,” I order when I’m naked. “I’m going to make this last.”
She smiles and crawls to the center of my bed. After setting a condom on the nightstand, I crawl over top of her. As always, she parts her legs for me, and I settle my cock between her thighs.
“I love you, Sadie,” I whisper.
“I love you, too,” she smiles.
“I’m yours,” I tell her. “All of me. My heart and my soul and my love. Yours.”
“I know,” she nods. “I believe you. And I think you’ve had all of me since the moment I…fell into your office.”
“Mmm, what a pleasant experience that was,” I growl.
“I was embarrassed,” she giggles.
“I was turned on,” I admit. “Even though you were hiding yourself. All I wanted to do was unwrap you.”
“Well, you certainly accomplished that,” she whispers. “Now, what are you going to do about it?”
“I’m going to make love to you,” I tell her.
“Please.”
And I do. But first, I make her come sucking her nipples. Then I keep my mouth on her beautiful tits while I finger fuck her to her second orgasm. Finally, I settle my face between her thighs and eat her sweet pussy to two more orgasms. By the time I rise up to cover myself, my face is drenched and cum is leaking from the head of my cock. And my goddess is flushed and restless.
“Brock,” she mewls. “Get inside me. I need to feel you inside me.”
“Always,” I tell her.
We moan together as I take her in one long, slow thrust. Then I love her. Slowly and gently. Filling her with my cock over and over until she’s once again on the edge. Her lips are parted as she pants, and her eyes are hooded with desire.
For me.
“Oh, my sweet Sadie,” I breathe. “You look so beautiful like this. When I’m filling you and you’re so close to coming.”
“Yes,” she nods. “It’s so good. You’re so good to me.”
“No,” I smile. “We’re so good together .”
She smiles and in two more strokes, we fall together. I bury myself as deep as I can and let her pussy milk me for every ounce of pleasure I can give. The moment seems to last forever until I collapse with my face in her neck. Both of us panting as we hold each other close.
“Brock,” she sighs. “Oh my…”
“So good, Sadie,” I nod. “Always so good.”
She hums as she runs her hand over the back of my head. When I’m able, I rise up to kiss her. Then I ask an important question.
“So, are you nervous about me meeting your parents?” I ask with a grin.
“No,” she says. “Not at all.”
“Will they believe we’re in love?”
“I don’t care what anyone else believes but us,” she says firmly.
Well, that works for me.