CHAPTER12
The boarding schoolwas basically empty, apart from a few other students and teachers. It was lovely. We spent the day at the coves where we enjoyed the cool sea water and soaked up the spring sun into our skin.
We had a picnic and enjoyed sandwiches and strawberries before we fooled around on the beach.
I was excited that I got to spend the next two weeks with Fallon and enjoy our time together.
I waited for her to arrive, we were spending the weekend going through all of our favourite films, first up wasHow To Lose A Guy In Ten Days.
I placed the popcorn on the bed, got the duvet ready and managed to even get Professor Buckley to sneak us a bottle of wine into the school.
Looking at my reflection, I smiled. I had my hair in a messy bun and was wearing the shorts that Fallon loved. They were gingham style and short, my arse cheeks hung just out the bottom. They were her favourite booty shorts. I finished it off with a cropped vest and fluffy socks. Comfort was key.
The door knocked, skipping over I swung the door open to see Fallon. Smiling she walked through the door but didn’t give me a kiss like she normally did.
“Are you okay, baby?” I asked as I closed and locked the door behind her.
“Yeah,” she nodded a little enthusiastically.
“Sure?”
“Did you tell anyone my nickname you made up?” she asked, coming straight out with it. I knew instantly what this was about. There had been a few texts recently using her nickname. I wasn’t sure why they were targeting Fallon suddenly, but a knot of doubt settled deep in my stomach that it could be a smear campaign over her mother’s election.
“No,” I shook my head. “The first time I said it was the night you were in my room.” I blushed momentarily at the thought.
I closed the gap between us and cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumb across her cheek to swipe the stray tear that had escaped.
“I promise you, the only person who heard that nickname from my lips was you.”
She nodded, dropping her head.
I pulled her towards me, kissing her sadness away.
We had reported it to the head mistress, but they couldn’t trace the phone number, it was as if it didn’t exist.
Whoever was doing this knew what they were doing.
We satand clicked through to the next film, this time it was Fallon’s choice ofThe Proposal.
I loved this film so was excited that she chose this.
She was still a little shielded which made me sad. I leant across and paused the film.
Kneeling up in front of her, I cocked my head to the side.
“Have I told you how beautiful you are?” I said softly, my hands pressing on my bare thighs.
She smiled at me.
Her beautiful green eyes glistened. Her brown hair was in a low plait, which had caused a few loose strands of hair to fall round her face. She was wearing a white cropped top with no bra so I could see her nipples through the thin material and black cotton shorts.
“Let me make you feel better,” I wink, pushing her knees apart and edging closer to her as I covered her lips with mine.
“I want you moaning my name Fallon,” I whisper against her lips which causes a low moan to slip past her lips.
Edging back, I hook my fingers in the waistband of her shorts and tug them down. I was still pretty new to this, but Fallon was always patient and guided me where needed.
I nibbled my bottom lip as I discarded her shorts and let my eyes devour her bare sex in front of me.