CHAPTER TWELVE
Stone
I loved everything about the brunette. At the mention of the word ‘dog,’ she was immediately on high alert despite the fact that she was nude in my arms, my cock seated deep inside that tiny pussy. Oh yeah, Evie was tight, unbelievably small and I planned on working myself into her again … and again … and again.
But in the meantime, I wanted to tease, get a rise out of the beautiful brunette. And it seemed my comment had worked.
“What the fuck is ‘dog?’” Evie demanded indignantly, boobs quivering while propping herself up on her elbows to glare at me over her shoulder. I loved it, the brunette was so sassy, so fine. I was literally draped all over her, my cock buried in her snatch, and yet she didn’t hesitate to give me lip.
“Baby, I didn’t say you were a dog or a female bitch in heat, nothing like that,” I murmured, reaching one hand around to tweak a nipple. “I just said you have something that I call ‘dog.’”
But the little girl wasn’t dumb. Shaking my hand free, she fixed me with big brown eyes, staring hard.
“What the fuck is ‘dog’?” she demanded again, this time with a huffy look on her face. “Seriously, you don’t just sleep with a woman and then say the word ‘dog’ in the next sentence.”
And I gave in. I loved her sassiness, her know-it-all ways and the girl was so intelligent too. Evie knew the difference between ‘dog’ as a noun and ‘dog’ as an adjective.
“All I’m saying is that I love your pussy, baby,” I reassured, pulling her tighter onto my cock, holding her close. “Dog’s this thing where when I pull out of your pussy, I can see the ring of your lips pulling as well, sticking to my cock like they don’t want it to go. It’s a circle of pink, what I call ‘dog,’” I said mischievously.
“Well you better find another name,” she said, pulling a face, those little lips pursing. What would they feel like around my dick again? Oh god. But Evie wasn’t distracted. “Because you’re never calling me a female dog, ever,” she finished.
And I laughed again, this time pulling out slowly, making the girl moan and wince a bit as my big dick departed those sensuous depths. Fuck but it looked good, watching as inch after inch of dripping cock exited from that sweet, steaming snatch. And what do you know, but ‘dog’ was happening right now, those puffy vaginal lips clinging to my dick as if begging it not to go.
But I wanted to taste the girl’s tits again, so I flipped her over and bent forward to nuzzle my face between her huge boobs, the orbs bouncing off my cheeks.
“Okay,” I said, my voice muffled as if from far away, “I’ll change it, I won’t call it ‘dog’ anymore, I promise … for you.”
And I was happy to, actually. Despite the fact that we’d literally just fucked on an air mattress inside a darkened classroom, I found that I wanted to please Evie, to make her happy. I’d put out the flowers, the candles, even in this sorry environment because the girl’s happiness was important to me.
And suddenly ashamed, I looked up at the brunette.
“Evie,” I said quietly. “This was amazing, I’ll never forget it.”
She smiled wryly at me.
“Which part?” she asked with a roll of her eyes. “The grape? The kumquat? Or where you just compared me to a dog?”
But I was serious this time.
“No,” I said, taking her chin between my hands. “I want you to feel like a princess, I want you to know this was really special.” And I took a deep breath then. “Come over,” I said persuasively, my voice a low growl. “Come to my place tomorrow night and I’ll make it up to you. None of this air mattress shit,” I gestured to our makeshift bed.
The girl was silent for a moment, gazing at me speculatively before her face went soft.
“But Stone, we’re supposed to be studying,” she said with a small laugh. “And we haven’t even cracked a book yet.”
I shook my head determinedly.
“We’ll study afterwards, I swear. You’ve never had such a good tutor, it’ll be amazing, just come to my place,” I pressed. Suddenly I realized how desperate I was, how much I wanted to see Evie alone again, this time on a normal date instead of this illicit rendezvous.
But the brunette was nobody’s fool. She shook her head resolutely.
“Mr. Phillips, you’ll lose your job if they catch you with a student,” she said firmly. “I mean, this is definitely grounds for getting fired, haven’t you heard of Mary Kay Letourneau?”
And I snorted immediately. This was nothing like the sordid story of Letourneau, I wasn’t a pedophile. Or was I?
“You’re eighteen, aren’t you?” I demanded suddenly, my breath catching in my throat. Oh shit. What if she wasn’t? I had no idea what I was going to do, what would happen next. I was already addicted to her body, that sweet pussy, I didn’t have the self-control to walk away just like that.
And the brunette smiled sweetly, sensing my alarm.
“What if I wasn’t?” she teased. “What if I said, ‘Oh Mr. Phillips, I’ll be eighteen next year?’”
And I groaned, dread rolling in waves through my stomach. Fuck, the thought of a year waiting for this beauty would kill me, my dick would literally shrivel up and die in my pants, I’d become a walking zombie.
“Baby girl, there’s nothing that’s gonna keep me away from you except this,” I said roughly, taking her by the shoulders and looking deep into her eyes to show how serious I was. “You’ve got to be legal. Tell me you are.”
And sensing the depths of my alarm, how this really got under my skin, the brunette took pity and laughed throatily.
“Oh Stone, I’m already eighteen,” she murmured, shooting me a knowing smile. “Turned eighteen last month.”
And I collapsed onto the mattress again, an arm shielding my eyes, my big body going limp. The relief was palpable, my tense muscles finally relaxing.
“You’re gonna kill me, you know that?” I groaned. “I’m gonna be a dead man because of you.”
“Oh, poor baby,” the brunette pouted. “And just when I was going to go over to your place for dinner. Because the invitation was for dinner, wasn’t it Stone?”
And I sat up then suddenly, grabbing her onto my lap for a sweet kiss before staring deeply into her eyes.
“You bet it is,” I murmured, my arms tightening possessively. “Girlie, you got yourself a dinner date.”
And Evie giggled in my lap, boobs bouncing, that round ass jouncing against my hard thighs. And whaddya know but I couldn’t wait to take her again, couldn’t wait to show this amazing woman a special time.