Page 43 of Bottoms
“What am I allowed to do in the hour I have you?” Nik asked, seeming to need more information before he would consent to try.
“Anything you want within fifty feet of the rest of the class,” I said, trying my hand at a seductive voice on purpose. It still wasn’t very good.
“That’s oddly specific,” Nik laughed, and I felt his breath wash over me. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment and committing every detail to memory. It would be all I had to hold me over until Thursday.
“You’ll get used to Fynn,” I said lightly, but Nik tensed at the sound of Fynn's name.
I could tell Nik wasn’t fully on board, but I had a feeling that a little incentive could go a long way. Pulling back from him, he let me go, thinking that I needed some space. The space I needed was to drop to my knees, placing my hands on the button of his pants as I looked up to him for permission.
“We don’t have much of that hour left,” I purred. This time my tone came out naturally husky. Sex with Nik had been on my mind all day. I really hoped that I wouldn’t leave here empty-handed or mouthed.
Nik grabbed me by the shoulder, hauling me to my feet. He looked angry, but I noticed that his cock was bulging against his zipper.
“If I get to fuck you today, it sure as hell won’t be your mouth,” he growled.
His lips latched onto my neck reminded me of the maddening fact that he still refused to kiss me. But I didn’t argue because feeling his hot mouth on my skin as his fingers gripped my ass, grinding me into his hard cock, felt like I had finally found divinity.
My body felt frenzied, and Nik’s soon kicked into gear as he hastily pulled my leggings over my ass. His fingers ghosted across a strip of bare skin just beside the lace of my underwear. I had worn them, especially for him. His hands slid across my ass, gripping them tightly as if spreading me for someone else.
I couldn’t wait until I could have more than one of them at once.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Nik groaned with amazement as he slid over my lace underwear.
“Tick. Tock. Professor Cage. The class will be over soon.”
He turned me in his arms, then pressed his hand flat on my back to bend me forward. There was a bookshelf against the wall, and my fingers barely grasped it when I leaned over. I heard his zipper, and a moment later, felt the tip of his cock against the lace covering my opening. His finger hooked the fabric, pulling it to the side before he pushed inside me. I hung my head, overwhelmed by how good it felt to have one of them inside me again.
Nik didn’t have time to waste, so he gave me exactly what I needed. He fucked me like he wasn’t sure if he would get to see me again. His thrusts slammed into me repeatedly, pushing us forward until I had a firm enough grip on the bookshelf to meet his thrusts.
Pain bloomed in my cheek as I heard the loud smack of his palm spanking my ass. The spark of pain just made me push against him harder. His hand snaked around to rub my clit through the lace until I bit my lip, attempting not to cry loud enough for the other students to hear.
I’m sure our time here would already have raised alarms. The casual nature I had used when I said his name earlier while explaining that we had worked together with the department would provide me with some leeway. But we were pushing the limits.
Nik pushed into me one last time, finding his release as my knees started to shake and my grip threatened to give out. A quick round of sex with Nik made me just as breathless and sore as an entire day’s training with Fynn. Guess it was because these muscles had not been put to regular use over the past few months.
He slowly pulled his thick cock out of me, replacing my underwear to make sure I could take a piece of him with me. Too bad I was wearing lace. It would slowly leak out of me and onto my thighs before I would get home. I straightened up, pulling my pants back over the globes of my ass. They had gotten firmer with my training, as well.
I shook my head to fix my wig. This one wasn’t made of cheap plastic, and the strands fell back in place like I hadn’t just gotten railed. Hannah had been right. That was the best way to have sex. I moved for the door, ready to get back to the class, and let Nik cool down a little before he had to hand me back over. Fynn would be waiting for me as soon as the class ended. I planned to get up and leave with the rest of the students to ensure Nik couldn’t make a scene.
“Wait,” he said, grabbing ahold of my wrist. Halting me in place.
I turned back with a curious expression.
“What do I tell the others?” he asked, looking down at the phone. He must have pulled it out of his pocket after he came and remembered there were two other players in this game.
“Everything. Or nothing,” I said with a smirk, returning the offer he gave me at the mansion.
Nik released his hold on me, leaving me free to walk through the door and into the classroom. I sat at my desk, and Nik returned a few minutes later with a handful of papers.
“Here’s all the information you missed,” he said coolly, dropping the papers off in front of me before going around to sit at the desk.
He pulled out his phone, making it look like he was passively texting someone while his class sat silently clicking away on their laptops and jotting notes in the margins. I knew he was texting Colten and Tanner. None of the messages would be delivered until I was back in Fynn’s possession and headed away from the city. All thanks to Fynn's programming skills.
I took a look at the papers Nik sat in front of me. They were placed face down, and I wondered exactly what he had done. Picking them up without drawing attention, I held them close so my neighbor couldn’t look over my shoulder. It looked like he had grabbed a random stack of graded papers from the room to make it look like he had been getting the pages instead of fucking me. It wasn’t bad as far as thinking on your toes goes.
On the last page, I noticed a message scrawled on the bottom that didn’t match the ink of the grading pen.
“Tell him I want to be able to talk to you every day. It can be through the phone, but I need to hear from you daily.”
