I chuckle. “Well, it appears I like dress shirts and slacks better.”
“Me too,” she smiles, her hand sliding over my chest and gripping my button up.
“Sam was in my squad back then. Now he’s a lawyer, and a good one.”
Brynn shakes her head. “My dad should be in jail,” she says quietly. “Tomorrow, I’m going to the police.”
I nod grimly. “Sam can help facilitate that.”
“He’s really that good? I mean my dad’s legal team is—”
“Sam’s a head prosecutor with the Southern District of New York.”
Her brow shoots up. “Holy shit. And he’s really going to help?”
“He’s going to go over options about legally shielding you from your dad, so you don’t get pulled into any of this shit. You’ll be totally separated from him.”
“Him and my trust fund,” she mumbles.
“I’ve got money, baby.”
Brynn smiles, looking up at me. “Not what I meant. I just meant leaving my dad is going be… well, a change in lifestyle.” She frowns. “But I think I just read that the lifestyle I know was paid for in blood money.” Her face darkens as she shakes her head. “And I don’t want any part of that.”
She turns, looking up at me as she leans in and kisses me slowly and softly. It’s not heated or erotic or anything this time, it’s just this deep, emotionally connecting kiss. She pulls back, blushing a little as she bites her lip.
“I wasn’t looking for you, you know.”
I smile. “I wasn’t looking for you, beautiful. And this goes against everything I am as a principal and an educator.”
“So why—”
“Because I can’t stop with you,” I growl fiercely, making her gasp as I pull her close. “Because I don’t ever want to stop with you.”
Our lips come together again, but this time, the fire catches. She moans softly, pulling me into her as she sinks down onto the bed, and when I move on top of her, she gasps as one leg slides around my waist. And suddenly, we’re moving like liquid together.
She’s still wearing her school uniform, and I start to peel it off piece-by-piece. Her blouse falls open, and she shrugs it off her shoulders, kissing me hungrily as her hands feverishly open my shirt. I toss mine away as she does the same to hers, her bra soon following before we sink back other. The plaid skirt unzips and falls away, and soon enough, I’m kicking my slacks and boxers away too. She moans as my fat cock pulses against her little white panties, and when she pulls them to the side, we both groan as my thickness drags over her slippery lips.
Neither of us need or want foreplay, we’re both just so fucking eager to be where we belong, with me inside of her. My swollen head easily pushes though her slick, hungry lips, and when I slide inside, she moans as her legs wrap around me. I plunge in, and Brynn cries out in pleasure, her nails raking down my back as I bury every inch of my cock inside of her tight little cunt.
I slide out and back in, moving slow but deliberately as we start to rock together, only coming apart once so she can slip her panties down her legs and kick them free. And when I plunge back inside, I know there’s no stopping until we both explode. I kiss her fiercely and possessively, kissing her with every part of me as we rock together. Her moans tease through my ears, driving me wild and urging me on.
“Faster,” she moans. “Harder.”
And who am I to deny this goddess what she wants?
I thrust deep into her, grunting as my muscles bunch and her tight little pink pussy stretches around my big cock. I can feel her knee-high socks tease my sides—this last little vestige of her uniform and a filthy reminder that I’m balls deep in an eighteen-year-old schoolgirl. I plunge deep, the slick, wet sounds of us coming together mixing with my groans and her whimpers of pleasure, until I swear, I could come just from the sounds alone.
Her ankles tighten around my waist, and when she reaches down to cup my heavy, cum-filled balls, I roar as my eyes roll back in my head.
“Will you come in me, Colton?” she whimpers, panting as her pussy ripples up and down the length of me.
“You want my cum, baby girl?” I growl into her lips, plunging deep as she squeals in pleasure. I grip her ass tight, grinding into her as her nipples drag over my chest and her tight little body begins to tense and ripple under me.
“You want me to fill this pretty pussy up with my sticky cum until it drips down your thighs?”
She moans wildly, nodding eagerly as she throws her head back, clinging to my neck.
“You want me to make a fucking mess of this naughty little cunt? Spray it full of my seed, pull out, and cover it with my cum?”