Page 18 of Teaching Ms. Tingle

“It is wrong,” she whispers even as she presses against me, her mouth brushing against mine. “I just don’t care. When you look at me or you touch me,” her voice trails off as my hands slide beneath her skirt, cupping handfuls of her ass. “I just…I like how it feels to belong to you.”

“Fuck, kitten,” I grunt, nodding as she starts to rock on my lap. “Yes, it feels good for us both.”

Just as I consider doing what I threatened and stuffing my cock inside her, the movie flickers to an end. Well, fuck. No more hiding in the dark with my good girl. Kissing her lips, I fix her skirt and help her to her feet. I spot a few students from her class, but no one seems to notice us walking through the park holding one another.

At any moment this could end. Someone could see us, and it could spook her. If Dean Vickers found out, he could threaten to take her away from me. Coach Lucas might be pissed if he found out I am banging my tutor. What scares me most is if she decides I am not worth it all the risks.

I would not survive losing her now that I’ve found her.

“You won’t…you won’t get sick again, will you?” I think back to her talk about her heart issues and fear hits me.

“I mean, I could. Anyone could get sick, Kane. My heart is stronger than it ever was. I do what my doctors order. I take the meds I need.”

“Will you do whatIorder?” I ask, stopping beside the truck.

Kinsley stares up at me for a moment, gauging just what I am asking. There is a flicker of something in her pretty eyes. Understanding. Trust. I reach up, cupping her face to tilt her head back. God, she is beautiful, and she is all mine. I won’t ever give her up.

“Yes, Kane,” she whispers at last, her gaze holding mine.

“Will you let me take care of you now, Kinsley? Let me know what you need. Let me know how to give you everything.”

Her eyes shimmer in the darkness and I groan. Bending my head, I kiss her lips, my hand cradling the back of her head. I spent most of my life alone but knowing she was out there alone too guts me. I wish I had met her sooner so I could love her longer.

“Yes,” her voice breaks, making my heart ache.

“Let me, kitten. Let me prove to you that you will never need anyone else but me.”

Nodding, she pulls me closer, letting me pin her to the truck. A hundred people could see us together right now. But it doesn’t matter. Nothing else matters now. Just her. Just me being with her. I am going to show her I can take care of her.

I am going to show her how I will love her.

“Come on, babe, we have a date to finish.”

Again she giggles and, Jesus, that sound. I want it for the rest of forever. I will take it for the rest of the night. Loading her up, I bend in to kiss her gently, securing her seatbelt. I will take no chances with her.

As we drive away from town, we talk about things you talk about on a first date. But this is not just any first date. This is the first night of the rest of our lives together. I hope she knows that. Hope she understands this is not some college fling for me, not another chance for me to act out.

“No, I love pasta. Might be bad for my hips but its good for my lips.”

Stopping outside her place, I frown. Undoing her belt, I pull her over the console in one swift move. I plant her on my lap and sit in the darkness with her, catching my breath. Calming myself down. As I do, I untie the laces of her corset top, pulling it down to let her perfect tits spill out.

“Kane! We can’t do that out here!”

“We can. I can have you wherever I want to,” I argue, sucking a nipple into my mouth as I pull at my zipper. “When you piss me off, I need to fuck you. You just pissed me off so until I’m inside you, I won’t calm down. Pull your panties out of my way, kitten. Let me get my cock inside you where it belongs.”

There is no hesitance. No more arguments. Her hand slides between us, pulling the lace out of the way. Like the good girl she is, she even rubs her wet slit against my aching cock, lifting enough to take me inside. As she slides down all nine inches of me, we moan together.

“Ah, fuck. Good girl. If you talk about yourself as anything other than the brilliant, beautiful creature you are, I am going to punish you, kitten. It might be self-serving since it will mean me using my cock on you, but I digress. Your body is perfection. I adore every single inch of it.”

“Kane, please,” she bellows, falling back against the steering wheel. It sets off the horn, and as I start fucking her, it goes off a few more times.

Neither of us care. All I care about is proving how beautiful she is to me. How her wide hips feel delicious in my hands as I grip them to fuck her down on my cock. How much I love the full tits I bury my face in. And how good her thick thighs feel straddling me as she bounces on my lap.

“You said you will listen to me, yeah? Well listen to this, kitten. You are a fucking goddess. One I have been obsessed with for months. Months. I watched a dozen other guys drool over you. And there’s probably a dozen more. But you’re all fucking mine now. You know that don’t you? You know I won’t let anyone else ever have you.”

“Yes, yes, baby,” she pants, tits bouncing as I fuck into her faster, harder. “I don’t want anyone else.”

“Good girl. Now tell me how beautiful you feel. How good it feels that I can barely breathe without filling you with my cock. Without seeing you bare beneath me, needing me, begging me for more. Tell me how goddamn gorgeous you are, kitten.”

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