15
Get a Room, Already!
Normally, I look forward to March Break; it’s a time to relax, unwind, and hang out with the guys. Well, it was, until Eastlyn became a steady part of my social and work life. But I find myself despising March Break this year, because my girl is jetting off to Cancun with Kami, Bev, and Marcy.
Today’s my last opportunity to see and feel her for a whole damn week. With their flight leaving so early Saturday morning, they decided to leave for an airport hotel directly after school on Friday afternoon, news I wasn’t overly excited to hear when she told me about the girls’ trip at my brother’s wedding. We’d been sitting with Keaton—and, of course, his date, Kami—and my parents, when Kami had started discussing the upcoming trip to Cancun with my mother, as my parents had actually stopped working like dogs for once to take a vacation there themselves not too long ago. Eastlyn had leaned in, speaking in a low voice about how she was going to tell me, but wasn’t sure if she was being too presumptuous in assuming I’d want to know. I’d hauled her onto my lap, nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck, and reassured her that if and when it concerns her, particularly regarding times she’ll be away from me, I want to know everything. I was rewarded with a sweet kiss and a whispered promise of her coming home with me after the wedding.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m excited she’s planned this trip for herself; she deserves a little fun in the sun. But you can’t blame me for being pissy now that it’s here. Back in January, we weren’t in the same place as we are now. We were together, sure, but we were just wading in the water, and now we’re fucking surfing—we’re hanging ten. Not only are the two of us committed, we’re in a love so crazy it’s as peaceful as it is chaotic, and it’s finally ours after all these years. So, yeah, I’m a little grumpy that she’s going away, and is going without me. A week with Eastlyn in a bikini, the sun kissing her beautiful face, seeing those perfect tits as they move with the ocean’s waves, and being able to take her every which way from Sunday? Yeah, I’m jealous.
And now I’m fucking hard.
Peering inside her classroom, I smile at the sight of her sitting at her desk, typing away on her laptop. The bell rang fifteen minutes ago, and yet she’s still at it.
“Do you ever stop working, Ms. Hatfield?” I tease, walking in the door. Her eyes light up, and she stands, making her way over to me.
“Coy, hey,” she laughs. “I was just making a quick Kahoot! for the Monday when we’re back. I’m a little stressed knowing I’ll get back too late Sunday to really plan my week like normal.”
I shake my head. “You’ll be fine to wing it for one day, I’m sure,” I tease, knowing how much of a planner she is. Sunday evenings she plans her entire week, getting everything prepped and ready. She says I should appreciate her anal qualities because that’s what allows us to be together the rest of the nights of the week.
“I’m going to miss you, you big jerk,” she says.
I pull her into me for a hug and laugh.
“I’m going to miss you, too, baby. You look beautiful today, by the way.” I kiss her temple.
“You saw me this morning when I was getting dressed.” She swats my chest playfully. She’s right, I did. She’s spent most of the week falling asleep and waking up in my arms. I think that’s one of the things I’ll miss most this week with her gone.
“Are you excited?” I ask, stepping back to see her face.
“I’m always excited when you’re near, you know that,” she replies, cutting the distance again. And I know that look in her eye, the one that silently screams, “Fuck me, Coy.”
“Eastlyn.” It’s a warning.
“McCoy.” It’s mocking, and hot as hell, her brows raised in challenge, and I know that whatever is coming next, this girl is up to no good. “How about a quickie? I’ll be gone a whole week. I’m gonna miss you,” she adds, reaching out and squeezing my now hard cock through my dress pants, “and most definitely you.” She licks her lips, and I feel my knees almost give out.
“I’m going to miss you, too,” I growl, pulling her in for a searing kiss. I walk us back towards the classroom door so I can lock it, my hands working the buttons of her pink floral dress, exposing a white bra that barely contains her full, beautiful breasts. “Going to miss these sweet tits.” I run my open mouth along the swells of each as I push her up against the wall, pinning her with my thighs, confident we’ll be out of sight. The bell went twenty minutes ago, and I’m pretty confident that most of the others are gone, but we still need to be careful.
“Please, Coy, hurry.” Her hands are at my belt, frantic. They work until they free my cock, and he jumps, knowing he’ll be sliding into home very soon. Her hand works my shaft as I pull up her dress. I push her panties aside, dipping my finger where she craves it most. “Oh, God, yes!”
Bang. Bang. Bang.
“Hey, lovers. The walls aren’t that thick, you know. Right? You’d think being concrete bricks they would be, but…” Kami’s muffled voice continues through the wall from her adjacent classroom, and I rest my forehead against Eastlyn’s.
“Just slip it in, Coy, please,” Eastlyn whispers. “You can’t leave me like this.” Her lust-filled eyes are pleading, and who am I to deny her? As quietly as possible as Kami carries on about the school’s shoddy construction, I slip into Eastlyn and take her with painstaking slowness, careful to make sure we don’t break the wall down.
“…so, basically, you two should go get a room,” Kami’s voice continues. “I wonder if the Holiday Inn down the street still rents by the hour? And…”
“Kami?” I finally call, desperate to shut her up.
“Yes, boss?”
“I would go get us a room, but you’re taking her away with you,” I deadpan.
She snorts. “Oh…right.”
“Makes it hard.” You make me so damn hard, I mouth to Eastlyn, who’s working really hard not to moan while I pull on her nipple with my teeth.
“Carry on then,” Kami quips, as Eastlyn’s hands grab my ass to thrust me in deeper, and whispers how’s she going to come all over my cock.
“I’ll just go down and meet the others,” Kami calls, humour lacing her tone.
“Thanks…” Eastlyn tries to call back, but it comes out as a hoarse rasp, she’s so close.
“I’d say you have about eight minutes of me running interference before the other ladies come to hunt your ass down,” Kami calls, her voice now coming from the hallway.
“You’re…the best…Kam,” Eastlyn says. It comes out like a chant as my cock drives into her and my mouth sucks her tit.
“Not sure I’d say I’m the best, by the sounds of it.” Kami starts laughing as she walks away, the sound falling on deaf ears as Eastlyn’s pussy starts to contract around my cock. Her orgasm overtakes my senses, and I follow suit, leaving us five minutes to spare before it’s time for Eastlyn to go meet her friends.