“Now, I want you to be a good girl and be on the lookout like you used to.”
Before I can question him, he turns me so I am peering through the bleachers and my back is to him. I grab the metal bars and try to turn back, but he doesn’t let me.
It’s not until he drops to his knees behind me, that it dawns on me what he intends to do.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lucas
“Lucas, this is crazy, we can’t—”
A tremor runs down her body when I trace my hand down her back and slap her ass. Her pretty cheeks bounce under my hand, and I can’t help but spank her again.
“Lucas!” she cries out when I run my fingers over her drenched panties. She tries to close her legs, but I don’t let her hide from me.
She wants me,and that sends a thrill coursing through my body.
I brush my middle finger against her wet panties, and the broken sob that escapes her lips is music to my ears. I withdraw my hands and fall to my knees behind her.
Annie has no idea how long I’ve thought about this moment. Watching her every day, but unable to touch or hold her, nothing but the memories of her keeping me warm at night, wondering if I would ever get to touch her perky breasts, or lick over her body.
She has no idea how I’d lay down at night, thinking about her drenched pussy grinding against my face, fucking my tongue, and riding out her orgasm. I would worship her until she was a whimpering mess in my arms, until she was dying for me.
I grab the edge of her panties and slowly lower them down her legs. She tries to close them, but I don’t let her, spanking her ass when tries to protest my move.
She steps out of her panties when they pile at her feet. I grab the soaked fabric and slide it into my pocket. I kiss my way up her thigh, pulling her dress up in the process.
“Lucas, this is not—”
I smack her bare ass, and she gasps in pleasure from the move. “Be a good girl and be on the lookout. We can’t have one of the teachers coming out, only to find one of their favorite students getting her pussy licked by some poor kid from the gutter, now, can we?”
My dick aches at the thought of that happening. The thought of fucking her cunt with my tongue until she’s too far gone to care that someone is watching turns me on.
Her breath hitches and, although I can’t see her face from my position, her body betrays what she’s feeling. She likes this just as much as I do.
I grab her left leg and raise it so her foot is resting on a raised platform, and her sex is exposed to me.
“Lucas… we….” Her protests die down to a moan when I swipe at her wet pussy with my thumb.
“I want you to focus on making sure we don’t get caught, can you do that for me, sweetheart?”
My thumb moves in a circle around her clit, and she cries out, her body visibly shuddering.
“Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this, Annie?” I kiss inside her thigh as my thumb works her. “Do you know how many times I tried to imagine what you would taste like against my tongue as I lap up juices no other man ever has?”
“Lucas!”
“Eyes on the road, baby.” My voice is thick with need as I lean up and kiss her wet folds. I lick my lips and savor her taste; my imagination has never even come close to the real thing.
I need more.
Her body jerks, and she cries out when my eager tongue drags across her wet valley. I use my thumb to part her damp folds, further exposing her to my lips.
“Lucas,” she cries out my name, but I am too far gone. Her scent, the way she tastes, is more addictive than any drug. I take her little, budded clit between my lips and suckle gently on it, blind to everything but the taste of her.
I think of someone catching us like this, with my face buried in her pussy, relishing her sweet nectar. This is what I’d wanted to do earlier in her class, lay her on the desk and eat her up, with all those stuck-up rich kids watching as she cried out my name. Then they would all know who she belongs to.
I reach down, freeing my cock from its restrictive confines, and start jerking myself off. Unlike every time before, I don’t need to imagine the feel of her as I work myself.