Page 29 of Tutored By the Smart Girl

Her body is tense as she bites her lip.

“Have you ever done this?”

“This?”

“Been with a virgin?”

I shrug. “Yeah. A few times.”

She lets out her breath. “Okay.”

I slowly slide into her and take a deep breath, so I don’t blow my load.

“You’re so tight,” I groan. “Are you sure you still want me to keep going?”

She nods as she wraps her legs around my waist. A few more slight pushes and I’ve worked my way in.

“You okay? I’m not hurting you, am I?”

“Just a pinch, but you feel so good. Don’t stop.”

I pump in and out of her, trying my best to hold it until she’s right there with me. Her fingernails dig into my biceps, and she practically sobs my name as she squirms below me, her breath hot on my neck.

“I’m coming. Don’t stop.” She wraps her legs around me like a vice. “Oh!”

Three more deep pumps and I explode. I close my eyes as the pleasure takes over and my chest tightens. I continue to thrust into her until I have nothing left.

I hold myself above her on my forearms.

“You’re incredible,” I assure her.

“Really?”

“Yes.” I kiss her nose. I slide out of her and dispose of the condom.

“You’re really special to me.” I rub her cheek with my fingertips.

“For being a dumb jock, you’re special to me too.”

“A dumb jock? Really?” I tickle her and she giggles.

“Do you have any more condoms?”

“I do.” This little minx.

She snuggles into my chest. “Right now, I just want to sleep in your arms.”

“That’s where I want you, baby. Right where you belong.”

“Thank you.” She kisses my cheek.

11

Adison

As much as I hate to admit it, I feel a closeness to Rush— a closeness I’ve never felt with anyone before. He not only makes me feel special, but he also makes me feel wanted. I’ve always had trouble making friends and feeling comfortable in crowds. I mostly like to hang out alone. This is the first time I’ve ever felt completely comfortable in my own skin, so to speak. Rush does that for me.

It's been several weeks since the night in his room during the storm. He’s invited me to parties at his house. We’ve gone to movies, gone on bike rides, and spent hours talking. Just talking. My favorite thing is when we get to catch up with each other at the end of the day. I can share anything with Rush— like he really listens and cares about what I say and what I think.

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