When her tongue peeked out and wet her lips, he knew he had to get out of there and hurried to his study. He’d probably be the one with a sleepless night, but he’d manage, and he’d do it without going back out to look in on her. He didn’t trust himself to keep his hands off her and the need to see if she kept everything matched wasn’t about to let that change.
Chapter 2
Madison woke a bit disoriented but rested and she looked up to figure out why. The memory from the night before hitting her and she buried her face into the cushion where she was laying. She’d fallen asleep on the couch at Devon’s duplex. Shit, he must be regretting his decision to bring her there right about now. Your most despised student falling asleep on your couch…yet he still covers you up?
She sat up letting the blanket drop from her body and then pulled her top down covering her stomach. She didn’t need a reminder that she was wearing very little. She hadn’t expected him to show up and she really hadn’t expected to go with him, but she had and now she needed to figure out why.
The reasons why she’d refused to give into what Tony had wanted slipped through her mind and she finally acknowledged the truth. She hadn’t been turned on by him enough to do it, unlike the way she’d felt yesterday morning when Devon was yelling at her about having sex with everyone who moved. Sure, she’d been a bit aware of it for a while now, coming out here had been only partially to get away from Tony the other part had been because she was desperate to figure out who she was.
The night Tony had grabbed her and held her against the wall while his hands had gone to the button of her jeans had been the closest she’d let him get to touching her there and it wasn’t disgust with him that had her slapping away his hands. It’d been disgust with herself and a bit of worry that she’d liked it. She’d spent the last few weeks trying to understand it and after some erotic reading she’d slowly begun to accept it but now…now she was wondering how she could be the type who liked it that way, and how she’d find out if she did when it came to practice and not just imagination.
She wasn’t about to walk up to some stranger and ask them to screw her hard or to grab her and shove their tongues down her throat to see if she did. She also wasn’t brave enough to seek out someone who might be inclined in that direction, and she knew she wouldn’t attract anyone like that on her own. Most guys who hit on her were the immature jerks that only cared about getting their dicks wet, who would never go in for any of the things she’d read about without prompting and she wasn’t ready to go there yet.
Thinking back over those readings she’d downloaded, she got excited. That brought a few things to mind, one being that she really needed to use the bathroom and two, she felt a surge of blood rush to her lady regions. She could feel the moisture building inside her and needed to calm down.
She quietly made her way down the hall towards the bathroom she remembered from the night before and slipped inside pushing the lock in as she brought up one of the hotter stories she’d read. The further into it she got the more she needed to feel some sort of release. She’d gotten pretty good at bringing herself to a peak lately and it usually relaxed her enough to drift off, even if only for a few minutes before a slam or shout woke her up.
She started touching herself and as she continued to read the harder and faster, she touched her body, praying she could bring at least a tiny bit of relief to her before she lost it completely.
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Devon woke up and listened for sounds coming from the living room. He’d barely slept thanks to the hard on he’d had all night long and he knew he needed to relieve it before he went crazy, ripped her clothes off of her, and plunged into her body.Her virginal body, he remembered, and his dick hardened even more. The idea of being the only person who’d ever fucked her had run through his brain since hearing that comment and he knew she’d be tight.
It was worse, he decided, knowing that she wasn’t a slut who freely opened her legs because now he wanted to be the one to spread them and find a home inside her. He shook his head and got up, heading to the bathroom reminding himself to lock the door that opened out into the hallway. The last thing he needed was for her to come in as he wacked himself off thinking of her.
He pushed open the door and stopped, his dick hardening unbearably at the sight of her fingers working her clit. They stalled as her head whipped up and he saw the stain of pink hit her cheeks. He was about to leave when he saw her eyes flicker over his body and stop on his dick. It twitched knowing that was where her eyes were trained and he slowly made his way towards her, watching her for any sign that she was going to scream or resist.
Fuck, it was madness, but he needed to taste her cunt now that he’d seen it, the perfectly trimmed slice of hair matching the ash blonde on top of her head. He stopped his dick just inches from her and his eyes went to the phone in her hand. She was still sitting completely motionless, her hand on her clit and the other lightly holding the phone. He took it from her and glanced at the words on the screen, his dick hardening even more at the idea that she’d been reading about what he’d been dreaming of doing to her.
He looked back at her and then lifted her chin until her eyes met his and he gave her a half grin as he pushed his fingers into her half opened mouth dragging her jaw down then pulled her face onto his dick. Her lips instantly closed around him and the moist heat from it made him jerk, sliding further into her mouth.
Madison pulled herself from her catatonic state as his dick slid into her mouth and the feeling of it made her wetter. He jerked and slid further into her mouth. She slowly pulled back coating his dick with a slick of spit that’d welled up in her mouth at the taste of him. She’d sucked Tony off plenty of times and had learned how to take him fully in, but he was nowhere near as thick or long as Devon and the idea of taking him all the way in was thrilling.
All embarrassment left her and all she could feel was the need to discover if he’d be able to fit into her mouth and if he would do what she’d been thinking and reading about doing. His reactions to her movements were encouraging and she loosened her jaw in order to take him in further.
“Mmm, you like cock in your mouth, don’t you?”
He groaned and when she nodded, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her further onto him as he jerked her off the toilet and onto her knees. She made sure not to bite down as her knees hit the floor and his dick stuffed its way down her throat. She gagged on him, and he laughed pulling her all the way towards him until her nose was pressed against his pelvis.
“You would suck off the ex, wouldn’t you? But you wouldn’t let him take you?” he asked as he rammed his dick down her throat again and again.
She nodded and he slid even further into her making him want to push himself into her cunt. He pulled back aware that anymore and he’d unload his spunk down her throat, and he wanted to know just how far she’d let him go before that.
“Why are you still a virgin?” he demanded as she coughed and waited for her to answer as he stroked his dick.
“He didn’t turn me on.”
“You stayed with him for three years, sucked him off quite well if that display was anything to go by, but yet he didn’t turn you on?” he countered not buying it.
“No, he didn’t,” she admitted as a small grin settled on her face. “Not until he pushed me up against a wall and grabbed me.”
“But you still didn’t let him fuck you?” he asked pulling her up by her arms.
“Nope, it wasn’t enough to do anything huge to my body and I…”
“Didn’t want to admit that you might get turned on by being manhandled?” he inquired understanding her entirely. Her desire for space from her old life, the frustration he could tell by her voice as she’d yelled about the others on her floor having sex, and the aversion to listening to them. She was trying to figure out her own sexuality but having it constantly thrown at her wasn’t the way to go about it.
“Would you? I grew up in a tiny little town, everyone knew my best friend and me. Do you know how utterly scandalized she’d be to even think that I let my English teacher just shove his dick down my throat let alone if I admitted that I loved every second of it?”