“Can’t it wait?” I shrugged my jacket off, pulling at my shoes when he stopped me.
“No.”
I kicked my shoes off when he walked to the lounge. He sat down, pulling me onto his lap as we kissed again.
“Can you sit over there? I can’t concentrate with you on my lap.”
I giggled before sliding over, turning back towards him.
“Go on.”
“I need to apologise,” he began, his fingers lacing with mine. “You were right, and I was wrong. Even more proof that you are perfect for me, huh?”
I stared at him, unsure where he was going with this.
“We can keep it a secret. Until you leave school, then we tell whoever we want. But I want a relationship with you. I don’t want anyone else. I meant what I said, Jain, I love you.”
This time I didn’t hesitate, jumping into his arms as I kissed him deeply.
“I feel the same.”
“Yeah? So, say it,” he smirked against my jawline as he trailed kisses down my neck.
“I love you too, Evan.”
He groaned against me, pushing me roughly down onto the sofa.
“You’ve no idea what that sounds like coming out of your pretty little mouth.”
“Are you going to fuck me already?” I gasped as he rolled his eyes.
EVAN
“How many times am I going to have to say it, Jain? We don’t always fuck. We make love.”
She wriggled beneath me, making my cock even harder. It was taking every element of strength I had not to fuck her through the sofa, but this girl—she deserved much more than that. She was beautiful and old beyond her years. She had me addicted.
I’d dated women before, even had casual flings, but somehow, none of them had made me feel like this. I’d read about it, heard about it—Christ—I’d written about it—but real love wasrare.The first time I saw her, I was floored. She wasn’t just beautiful—everything about herwas enticing. Her voice, her smile, even her name. She had an air of confidence about her that was made even more endearing by her sweetness—yet I’d seen the vultures around her.
Harley Owen, Arden Charter, to name but a few. Like hungry hyenas, they circled her, and I kept my distance.
I tried to.
She was mystudent.
There were jokes at university about how young I would be to be teaching senior-aged kids—God—I can’t use that word to describe the love of my life. I’d brushed it off, not tempted by hormonal teenage girls.
But then it happened—and I had zero control over it.
As I thrust into Jain, her hands slid to my balls, squeezing them softly. I gazed into her eyes, suddenly aware yet again, we weren’t using condoms. I was behaving erratically, and I felt guilty. Her best friend was pregnant—
“What are you thinking about?” Jain murmured against my mouth as I kissed her.
“Condoms, or lack of it. Let me just pull out and get one.”
“I’m on the injection for my periods, don’t stop,” she groaned, and I scooped her up into my arms, kissing her deeply as we made love. When she shuddered against me, the walls of her pussy tightened, her teeth sinking into the flesh of my shoulder as my cum spurted inside her.
“I love you,” Jain whispered, and euphoria ran through my body.
