Page 85 of You Had Me At Thirteen

Matilda is standing at the front of the room, so I usher her towards the back, taking her bag and placing both mine and hers on the floor.

We don’t have much time, so I grab her waist and crush my lips to hers. ‘I’ve missed you,’ I say between kisses.

She moans into my mouth, as her body melts against my chest. She’s like sand through my hands, her body soft as she rubs against me. Before she can grab hold of me, though, I spin her around and bend her over a table.

‘Don’t make a sound,’ I say against her neck, darting my tongue out to taste her skin as I push her underwear to the side.

Each time she squirms in my hands, she pushes her arse up against my hardness. She’s so fucking wet already, and my dick is about to explode through my grey slacks.

‘Baby, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come all over myself, and it won’t be pretty.’

She giggles, then moans when I spread her, pushing two fingers inside her tightness, loving the warmth of her wet pussy. Enjoying her slickness, my fingers working at a slow pace, I undo my zipper and pull myself free.

Matilda grips the edge of the desk, readying herself for me. And once I’ve rolled the condom on, I’m shoving myself inside her tight cunt.

She lets out a cry, so I slap her round arse, making her whimper. With each thrust, she pushes back, matching my rhythm as I struggle to keep it together.

‘What did I say, Matilda?’ I wrap my fingers around her neck as I nip at her ear. ‘Be a good girl and stay quiet.’

She nods, with a tiny whimper, her hands white knuckled, her grip on the desk strong as she tries to silence herself. With her cheek pressed against the timber, I can’t help but be in awe of the sight in front of me. She’s fucking beautiful, giving herself over to me like this.

Being inside her yesterday did nothing to calm my feelings for her. They’re stronger than ever. My mind replaying images of her beautiful tanned body as she rode me.

I dig my fingers into her hip. ‘Goddamn, you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock.’

Sweat drips down my back as I keep up my pace, sliding in and out of her. Her arse slaps against my hips, the sound of my dick pushing in and out like music to my ears.

She clenches around me, squeezing my dick until I almost lose control, but I’m not leaving here until she comes. Her sweet scent surrounds me, and I want to watch her face again as she lets me own her body.

And fuck do I own her now. She’s mine.

‘This pussy is mine, isn’t it baby?’ I smack her arse again, but all she does is nod. I want to hear her say she’s mine. No. Ineedto hear her say it. ‘Whose is it, Matilda?’ I slam into her harder, sending the table forward with a squeak.

‘It’s yours, Wren. God, it’s yours.’ She pants out each word.

‘Good girl, now come for me.’ I pull her against my chest so I can wrap a hand around her mouth and stroke her clit at the same time.

She bites onto the pad of my hand, her moans muffled so no-one can hear but me. Her moans are all mine, no-one else’s.

When her legs give way, I know she’s close, so I hold her up as I thrust harder, her orgasm ripping through her as she clamps down harder onto my hand. The pain has me coming so fast, unable to hold back any further as I grunt through it.

My heart is hammering so hard against my ribcage, I fear it may just crack. And not just from the orgasm I just had. It’s the goddamn growing feelings I have for this woman.

Matilda slumps against the table, her breath settling as a lazy grin spreads over her beautiful face. ‘Holy shit,’ she says. ‘I didn’t expect that.’

As I fix my pants, I grin. ‘I’m full of surprises, beautiful.’

‘Is that so?’ She raises an eyebrow as she stands to smooth over her skirt. Her skin has a slight sheen of sweat covering it, making her almost shimmer in the natural light coming through the windows.

‘Yep,’ I say, grabbing her face for another kiss. ‘My house. Tonight. Seven-thirty.’

THIRTY-SIX

Matilda

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At 7:30 pm I’m standing on Wren’s doorstep with sweaty hands and a racing heart. As I take a deep breath, I wipe my hands on my shorts and knock on the door. A few seconds later I hear footsteps, then the door opens.

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