by Seven Rue
I looked over at Pixie who has made herself comfortable too. She was on her stomach, facing away from me. Seemed like my plan was going very smoothly. There was no one sitting on the other couch, and Ezra was the only person in the room looking in our direction. He sat down on the small desk in the front, and while he opened the book on the same page as us, I took the chance to provoke him.
I spread my legs a little, letting my skirt ride up my naked thighs. I kept my eyes on Ezra’s, and while I moved, his gaze wandered down to my lap. I saw his pupils get bigger as he noticed that there wasn’t much covering me down there, and he quickly looked up to raise an eyebrow at me.
I thought he liked it, but he didn’t seem excited at all. I tried to move a little more. Maybe he didn’t notice the lack of panties covering my pussy.
I spread my legs a little more and my skirt rode up again, and as his eyes fell back to my crotch, he finally noticed me being bare down there. He tensed and looked around the room, then cleared his throat and sat up straight. “Juno, please go see Benji.”
His words surprised me, and I quickly crossed my legs as Gus and Pixie both looked back at me. “Why?” I asked confused. “I didn’t do anything.” Now I was annoyed too.
“No need for you to get sassy with me, Juniper. Go see Benji.” His voice was stern. I had never seen him like this before, and to be honest, I disliked him in that moment.
I got up from the couch and threw the book onto it, then stepped closer to him. “What did I do?”
“There’s a lost-and-found bin in his office. You must be freezing. Go put on some pants.” So he was mad at me for not wearing panties? And I imagined him getting all excited.
I frowned, keeping my eyes on his for a while before leaving the classroom. Maybe it was a mistake to try and tease him. Probably not such a good idea when his job and freedom was on the line.
God, how fucking stupid am I?
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ezra
If I weren’t her teacher, what she did would’ve been extremely sexy. But spreading her legs right there in my classroom with other students around was not acceptable.
Juno looked hot in only her skirt while giving me those fuck-me eyes, but she couldn’t have chosen a worse time to show me how wet she was.
I had to be a little rough with her. I loved when her wild side came out, but not in school. I’d have to talk to her about that.
I was home that Friday night, cleaning my apartment. Although Juno and I made plans for tonight, I didn’t expect her to come. She was mad at me, and after she came back into my classroom with some jeans on, she grabbed her bag and left without saying goodbye to any of us.
I needed to give her some time to calm down. I pissed her off already, and while she was away from me, I had the time to calm down myself. As her teacher, I had to show her that it wasn’t always fun and games, not even at a progressive school like Memphis.
It was almost ten p.m. when I sat down on the couch after eating dinner when my doorbell rang. Clearly, Juno didn’t need too much time apart before wanting to see me again, but I was happy with it. I missed her, even if she risked a whole fucking lot today.
I opened the front door and watched her walk upstairs. A few snowflakes covered her hair, and the tips of her shoes were wet from walking in the snow. I crossed my arms and waited for her to reach the top.
A sigh escaped her, and she looked down at her glove-covered hands. “I was on the island all afternoon,” she whispered.
“I figured.” I reached out to her and grabbed her hands, then pulled her close to my body. “Did you get a chance to think about what happened in school?” There was no way I would just let it go. We had to talk about it.
Juno nodded and wrapped her arms around my waist, looking up into my eyes. “I’m sorry for…showing you my pussy while others could’ve caught me.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her way of apologizing. There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice, and I was glad she didn’t take it all too seriously. Although it was a serious topic, I didn’t want her to dwell on it. She had to learn from it, and I knew she did.
“Don’t try and seduce me in school ever again, all right? You can do it here as much as you’d like, but keep your pretty clit hidden from me while we’re out in public.”
“If we were starring in a porn video, you would’ve fucked me there though, right?”
I chuckled and rubbed her back. “You need to stop talking for today,” I teased. Leaning down, I kissed her lips softly. They were cold, yet soft.
“Did you eat anything before coming here?” I asked, looking back into her eyes.
“No, but I bought some McDonald’s on the way here,” she explained, pointing her thumb to her backpack.
“Didn’t you have that for lunch already?” I closed the door after she took off her shoes and walked into my apartment.
“I did. But I need more. Did you know that a Caesar Salad has more calories than a double Big Mac?”
I puckered my lips and nodded. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean eating McDonald’s two times a day is okay,” I pointed out.
Juno lifted her finger, telling me to not say any more. “I don’t need that kind of negativity in my life right now.”
One thing I loved about her was her humor. I’d even go as far and say that it was her best trait. But then, she had so many other things about her I loved.
“Eat your food before it gets cold,” I told her. She quickly took off her coat and then made herself comfortable on the couch. “Need something to drink?”
“Uh, some water would be great,” she replied, and I raised a brow at her. “To your fast food?”
“Hey!” she exclaimed. “Would you just please let me enjoy my dinner?”
I laughed, then held up my arms to defend myself. I was glad our first little fight didn’t turn into something big. I liked us having fun and joking with each other.
“Where do your parents think you are?”
“At Pixie’s.”
I checked in on that every time she was here. It was still a little risky to make her lie to her parents like that, because if someday Pixie surprised her mothers while she was here, it would be a disaster.
For now, all was good. If we didn’t think about it too much, no one would find out about us. And if Juno kept her pussy covered in my classroom, we weren’t going to have any more fights like today.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Juno
I was wrapped in his arms on the couch while our favorite series was on the tv. This became our ritual whenever I went to his place. We watched tv, had dinner together, fucked, fell asleep, woke up to fuck again, fell back asleep.
Being with Ezra felt right, despite our age difference. We talked a lot, and never had an argument. Well, except that little one about me not wearing panties at school today. But other than that, it seemed as if we’d found each other.
He took me places where no one would see us, and we’d spend time together, walking hand in hand, with no one to judge us. We often drove up a small mountain where we watched the stars. Often, there was no need to talk. We understood each other without talking, and most times, silence spoke louder than words.
We were in our own little bubble, and I never wanted to leave it.
Ezra’s hand brushed through my hair, and I listened to his heartbeat with my ear against his chest. My eyes were closed, and I enjoyed every second of him caressing me, silently letting me know that he was going nowhere.
“Are you tired, sweetheart?” he asked, kissing the top of my head.
“No.” I looked up at him and smiled. “Are you?”
He shrugged, brushing a strand of my hair back and tucking it behind my ear. “I’ve had a rough day, you know? There’s this girl in my class that kept flashing her private part at me while I tried to be professional. That was quite exhausting.”
I rolled my eyes and chuckled. “Don’t tell me you didn’t like it. Sure, it was bad timing and the w
rong place…but you did enjoy it.”
He chuckled and shook his head. “That could’ve been the end of us.”
“Why? I’d be the one getting caught showing you my pussy.”
“You really think I would just let you take all the blame? In the end, I was the reason why you did it. Because you love me. And because I love you.”
I studied his face and cupped his cheek with one hand. “You would give up on your job just to not make me be the bad guy in a situation?”
“Yes.” His answer came quick. A bright smile spread on my face, and I wondered how I got so lucky. “We’re in this together, Juno. I’m not gonna be selfish. Not when it comes to you.”
My body warmed, and my heartbeat picked up. “I won’t be selfish when it comes to you either.” I needed him to know that.
“That’s good to hear,” he whispered with a smile. I had to kiss those full lips of his. I moved over him, straddling his hips and bending down to kiss him. He was lying on his back, with his head on the armrest.
His hands moved under my sweater until his warm fingers brushed my skin. “I wanna show you how much I love you,” he whispered into the kiss. “Will you let me?”
I nodded, knowing I could never say no to him.
His lips slowly parted, taking over the kiss. I ran my hands into his hair, and as our tongues met, Ezra moved to sit up.
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Ezra
I would’ve lied if I said that my dick didn’t twitch when I saw her bare pussy in my classroom. I might’ve even lost a drop of precum. Now that we were in my apartment, safely tucked away from the outside world, I could do whatever I wanted with her.
She was now lying on my bed with her eyes looking up into mine, so big and full of emotion. I slowly pushed my pants down, letting them fall to the floor followed by my boxer briefs.
I wrapped my hand around my dick, rubbing along the length while Juno’s eyes moved down to watch. She enjoyed it, and before I allowed her to touch my dick, she once caught me coming in the shower while I muttered her name. She said it was hot, and that she liked watching me while I shot my load all over the tiles.
“Come here,” I told her in a raspy voice. She quickly sat up at the edge of the bed, reaching for my dick with no hesitation. I didn’t have to say any more. She licked her lips, leaned in, and wrapped her mouth around my dick while pushing my hand away to rub the base herself.
I ran both my hands into her hair and fisted handfuls of it while she took in as much of my length as possible. I kept my eyes on her, and with every stroke of her tongue along my shaft, my dick jerked.
It felt incredible. I didn’t want her to stop.
“You’re so fucking pretty. Keep sucking my dick like a good girl, and I will not hold back while fucking that tight little pussy.” Her eyes lit up. I knew talking to her like that only made her wilder. She loved hearing me say all those dirty words.
But as much as I loved her lips around my dick, I felt the tension in me rise. I wanted to come inside of her pussy, not her mouth. At least not in the first round.
I let her go on for a little while longer, then moved out of her mouth and turned her onto her stomach. Her legs dangled from the edge of the bed, and I positioned myself between them.
After a slap to her ass, I rubbed the tip of my dick along her wetness, then, without warning, I pushed inside of her. Her pussy squeezed me like a warm glove, and I thrusted into her immediately, not letting her get used to me first. About two weeks ago, Juno went to the gynecologist to get the pill. I didn’t have a say in it at first, but since she insisted on taking them without her mothers knowing, I couldn’t let her pay for it on her own. In fact, I didn’t let her pay for it at all. Those pills were expensive, and since I didn’t want her to spend all her pocket money on it, I took care of it.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, her hands fisting the sheets underneath her. I gripped her hips tightly to push deeper into her, and with each thrust, I started to fuck her harder.
She went silent after a few loud moans, and I knew she was already feeling an orgasm build inside of her tight little body.
I was holding back, not ready to release myself in her yet. I enjoyed this a lot, having control over her and fucking her with as much force as possible. She liked it, so why would I hold back if she’d only beg to fuck her harder and faster?
“That’s it, baby.” I slapped her ass again, and her pussy clenched around my shaft. “Keep doing that,” I encouraged. I was close, my dick pulsating after each thrust.
“I’m coming,” she croaked, and after her body tensed, I stopped moving, keeping myself buried deep inside of her.
It was the first time I had marked her like this, but that mark didn’t really matter if only we knew that she was mine. I wasn’t worried about other guys approaching her. I knew she didn’t want anyone else but me, and frankly, I didn’t want any other girl. Juno was mine now, and forever.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Juno
“After every rain, we hope for the sun.” Pixie’s voice sounded amazing with the sound of an old movie projector in the background. My movie turned out better then expected, and everyone in the classroom was enjoying it.
Benji couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen, even though he had to take notes to grade it after. Ezra was sitting next to him on one of the couches while I stood next to the screen, keeping an eye out for a frown or bored faces.
Pixie was grinning the whole time. The way I captured her did her beauty justice, and I was proud of her for doing such a great job at acting. I was also proud of myself for creating a movie so fascinating to others.
“It’s simple. You find something that makes you happy, makes you smile, without ever looking for it. Serendipity.” The screen went black, and everyone started clapping.
“Wow!” Benji exclaimed, his eyes wide. “I can’t believe you made this.”
“I was in it. Of course it turned out amazing,” Pixie grinned, but Benji waved his hand at her to make her shut up. “You know what? I don’t even have to think about it. A plus.”
“Really?” I asked surprised. Benji would never give out a grade that high unless it one hundred percent blew him away.
“Yes, really. That, kids, is art.” He got up from the couch, and I glanced at Ezra who was smiling at me.
“I was expecting something else. Don’t know what, but not that.” He pointed at the dark screen and then patted my shoulder. “I need you to get me a copy of that movie. I will archive it and show it to every class I ever get in this school.”
I couldn’t contain my joy and awkwardly hugged Benji. “Thank you!” I squealed.
I was happy with myself and the work I’d done. I put so many hours into that project, and thanks to Pixie’s help, I managed to amaze Benji.
“Why don’t I get any credit? I was literally on that screen for more than half of the movie.”
“It’s weird. Normally, the actors get acknowledged way more than the director or writer of a movie,” Gus pointed out.
“I think it’s safe to say that both Juno and Pixie did an amazing job,” Ezra told the class. “Well done, both of you.”
I walked over to Pixie and bent down to hug her tight. “Thank you for volunteering and wanting to be in my movie. You’re incredible,” I said quietly. I was thankful to have her.
“That’s what best friends are for.”
Everyone started to pack their things and leave the classroom, and after talking to Ezra for a minute, Benji left to go back upstairs to his office.
“Is our sleepover still on tonight?” Pixie asked. It was Monday, but to celebrate my finished movie, we decided to watch some other great masterpieces in the coziness of my bed.
“Yes. Come over whenever you’re done with dinner.” Pixie nodded, then left the classroom.
“I told you they’d love it.” I let Ezra watch the movie last Saturday night to see what he thought of it. He loved it, and we watched it a second time.
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nbsp; “I’m glad they did.” I looked around the classroom, and after Pixie’s footsteps faded, I moved closer to him.
“Juno,” he whispered, keeping me at arm-length. “Not here.”
I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest and tucking my hands away so I wouldn’t be tempted to touch him.
“I’m sorry. I miss you,” I said quietly.
“I know. I miss you too.” He took in a deep breath and tilted his head to the side. “Is our date still on tomorrow after school?” He kept his voice low, but there was no one around anyway.
“Yes. I’m excited. You sure you don’t wanna tell me where you’re taking me?”
“Positive. It’s a surprise. But I need you to wear something pretty.” He looked at my sweater, silently telling me that he wanted to see me in something other than a sweater.
My jaw dropped, and I put one hand on my chest to show him just how hurt I was by his judgmental look. “I’m offended. This sweater is beautiful. It’s unique. Your grandpa wished he owned one of these.” I tried to keep my sarcasm down, but his grin told me that he didn’t fall for my fake pain.
A chuckle escaped him. “I bet he did. Now, go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I stood there for a second, not knowing what to do in case someone walked in on us. But the whole building was quiet, and I took the chance to get close to him today.
I stepped closer to him and kissed his cheek softly. “I love you,” I whispered, then left the classroom without waiting on a response. I knew he loved me. I didn’t need him to tell me.
The others didn’t know I wrote the movie about Ezra. He was that one person I found, but never looked for. He was my happiness.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Juno
Weeks passed, and it was finally winter break. It was two days before Christmas, and I had great news to tell Ezra. I walked over to his apartment while the snow slowly fell from the sky. It wasn’t as cold as it would usually be this time of year, but I was still freezing.
