Page 4 of Extracurricular with Mr. Abbot
I dress quickly and leave the apartment. I’m in search of coffee and donuts. From what I’ve heard, Brightmore has an amazing bakery that has the best donuts in the country. It doesn’t take me long to find Pure Indulgence, the queue is long but thankfully moves fast.
There’s a beautiful blonde girl in front of me in the queue. “Who knew that there’d be people up this early wanting donuts,” she says, she has a soft lilt to her words, she sounds almost European.
“Right?” I breathe. “I thought I would be the only one.” It's not even seven in the morning, and there’s got to be at least twenty people in this queue.
She beams at me, her blonde hair tied up in a knot on top of her head. “Are you in college?” she asks hopefully.
“I’ll be starting when the semester begins,” I say, and her eyes light up at my words. “And you?”
She nods. “The same. I’m so excited. I’ve not met anyone yet.”
“Me either, but it’s good to know that I’m not alone. I’m Erin.”
She grins. “I’m Anastasia,” she says regally, and there’s something about her that seems familiar, and I can’t quite put my finger on it.
We get to know each other as the line moves along. We both find out that we’re studying history, which is great. I want to be an editor, but I love history, and it’s something I’ve always loved, and I think taking that class will be beneficial in the end.
As we reach the counter, we exchange numbers. I’m so damn giddy. When my mom died, everyone began to feel sorry for me, and I’d hate interacting with people, and they’d have pity in their eyes as they spoke to me. It became too much for me to bear, so I withdrew and in doing so, lost all of my friends. Speaking with Anastasia, it’s easy. She doesn’t know my past, so she doesn’t see me as broken.
I order the coffee and donuts, and the smell from the box is delicious, and I can’t wait to tuck into them. I say my goodbye to Anastasia and head back to my apartment.
“There you are,” Jared says the moment I walk through the door. His voice thick with sleep, he must have just woken up and realized I was gone.
“I was hungry,” I tell him as I place the coffee and donuts on the table in the living room. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”
He reaches for me, pulling me into his body. “You should have, I’d have come with you.”
I place my hands against his chest. “It’s fine, you looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to wake you. Besides, you must be hungry?”
His eyes darken as he lifts me into his arms. “I am,” he growls. “But not for food.” I shiver at his tone. My entire body is alight with fire. God. I need him.
He walks us into the bedroom and pushes me onto the bed. I’m trembling, my body shaking with anticipation. God, I want him so badly. He straightens and pulls off the tee that he was wearing, the moment his hands go to the band of his pants, I strip out of my own clothes. I’m eager. I need him.
“Lie down, baby, show me your pretty pussy.”
I swallow hard as I lie back and open my legs.
His nostrils flare as he stalks toward me. “So fucking wet,” he growls as he buries his head between my thighs. I gasp when his tongue sweeps across my folds. My breath catches in my lungs as he does it again and again.
My body hums as pleasure takes over. I’m moaning and groaning, loving what he’s doing to me. I can’t help but reach out, my fingers tangling in his hair. My body has a mind of its own, and I grind my pussy against his face.
The long deep groan that he makes vibrates against my pussy and travels along my spine. Goosebumps break out at the deep guttural sound.
“Jared,” I beg, my orgasm building. “Oh, Jared,” I cry as he spears my pussy with his tongue. He’s without mercy. He’s tongue-fucking me hard and fast. My fingers in his hair tighten, and I cry out, my eyes closing as I grind down against his mouth.
I’m so close. So so close.
His mouth closes around my clit, and he sucks hard. I practically come off the bed as my back bows. God. It feels amazing. So damn good.
The moment he pushes a finger inside me, I cry out his name. My body begins to shake, I'm tethering on the edge. He adds another finger as he nips at my clit. It’s too much. I can’t hold back any longer.
My orgasm builds until it reaches boiling point, my body on fire from his touch. I come, shouting his name as my body quakes with the force of the orgasm.
I hear the rustling of a condom wrapper as I come down from my amazing orgasm. Jared positions his cock at my entrance and slants his mouth against mine. I moan against him as our tongues caress each other. I taste myself on him, and it sends me into a frenzy. I wrap my arms around his neck and press closer to him.
He thrusts deep inside me, and I can’t help but cry out. The thickness of his cock stretches me as he starts to move. With every thrust, I feel my pussy being stretched.
I cling to him, unable to stop myself from grinding against his cock. He thrusts hard and deep. Every single movement has me crying out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
