Page 46 of Forbidden Hearts

Alonzo is sitting at his desk, grading assignments.

“I wanted to thank you for Friday night,” I say. “I left your house so abruptly on Saturday that I didn’t get to thank you. I’msure you got in trouble for what you did. Stuff like that doesn’t just vanish, especially in the age of social media.”

“It’s been taken care of,” he says. “You don’t need to worry about anything.”

Is it?

Now more than ever, I want to leave this town for good. No more Jacob, no more Liam, no more… Alonzo.

My mom and I need a fresh start, but we can’t do that without money. I need to go through with Jacob’s plan.

I spent most of the weekend thinking about Friday’s party. I cried until I could no longer cry, and that’s when I realized something. I can’t let Liam’s actions take over my life. He will not ruin me. I’ve already given up too much control to men like Jacob. This time, I’m taking back control.

That’s what I’m thinking about as I approach Alonzo’s desk and sit on his lap.

“What is this?” he asks with dark humor in his voice.

“Well,” I say, placing a hand on his lap and slowly inching it up his leg. “I’m very grateful for what you did. I would like to repay you.”

The fabric under my hand twitches and stretches as his cock comes alive the closer I get to his upper thigh.

“I will never let anything happen to you,” Alonzo mutters. His breath stills.

His voice sends goosebumps down my neck. He sounds sincere, and I believe him.

“I know.”

My hand finally reaches something hard, and I trace its long path to its base. In fact, it’s a littletoolong.

There’s no way it’s this long. There must be something else in his pocket.

“What is this?” I ask, feeling embarrassed that I was trying to be sexy by touching something that’s not even his dick.

“That is all yours,” he says before the long object twitches under my fingers. “If you want it.”

Holy shit.

I came here thinking I could blow him under the pretext that I was thankful to him for saving me. But now that I have his long and hard cock under my fingertips, I’m very curious to see it. To taste it…

Saliva pools under my tongue and lips. A sudden craving to have my lips around this incredibly handsome man’s cock overtakes me.

I rise from his lap, and his hands slowly drop from my body. His dark eyes follow mine as I kneel before him and part his legs.

He swallows hard as his hard cock tents at his crotch. His eyes are full of anticipation. I slide my hands up each of his legs, slowly arriving at his belt, and undo it without breaking eye contact with him.

He groans when I unzip his pants and slide a hand inside. His cock is hard and warm in my grip. As I stroke it, it becomes clear just how long it really is. It isn’t just the fact that my hands are small, his cock really is massive.

He rests his head back on his chair and lets his jaw drop as I continue to stroke him.

How am I going to take him all in? Can I?

I stroke the tip of his cock as best as I can. It’s already wet with anticipation, but moving it up and down inside hiscrowded pants isn’t working too well. Instead, I gently circle my thumb over the tip of his cock. His natural lubrication smooths my touch, but there’s still enough friction that Alonzo twitches under my touch and grips the edge of his desk.

“Fuck” he mutters.

A few minutes later, I gather the courage to do it. I fist the top of his pants and pull them down. Alonzo lifts his hips, and his pants come down, causing his cock to spring out. Its tip shoots up inches from my face.

I pause for a beat, shocked at its length. I grab it with both hands and slowly stroke it up and down. It’s still inches from my face.

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