by Mia Ford
“Thank you, sir,” I said, biting my lip. Warm blood spurted into my mouth and I licked my lips nervously.
Thomas put his other hand on my shoulder and traced his fingers down my back. As I stepped closer, he took his free hand and tilted my chin up so that I could look into his eyes. It felt sexy and sensual to be standing so close to him in a state of undress, with him still wearing his full suit from work. I felt like I was on display just for him, like somehow he’d chosen me out of a city full of beautiful women.
Thomas’s dark eyes sent shivers of arousal through my body. “June,” he said in a husky voice.
I closed my eyes and leaned forward, closing the remaining distance between our bodies. Our lips pressed together and sparks flew between our bodies. My stomach melted and my heart started pounding as the kiss became more intense with each passing second. As Thomas wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, he nuzzled me and tenderly slipped his tongue into my mouth.
My breasts were pushing against his chest and the feeling of the silk against my nipples was almost too much to bear. As Thomas squeezed the bare cheeks of my ass, I felt my skin go hot with a sensual flush. Moaning, I arched my back and threw my head back until the ends of my hair were brushing against the small of my back.
Thomas grabbed my wrists. “Come to bed,” he ordered in a low voice.
My mouth was so thick with desire that I could barely speak. “Yes, Sir,” I whispered softly. Thomas led me down the same hallway but into a different room this time. The whole room was black. The walls were covered with leather wallpaper, the floor with a thick shag carpeting that my feet sank into as I stepped inside. Even the ceiling was black. All of the light fixtures were black and chrome, giving an eerie, sleek look to the room.
“Get on the bed,” Thomas ordered. He wasn’t smiling.
I moved forward and climbed on the bed. The duvet was silky soft and plush down feathers. I moaned softly as I got on all fours and let my hands and knees sink into the soft material. My whole body was alive, every cell tingling and craving Thomas’s touch. I closed my eyes as I heard him step close.
“I’m going to touch you now,” Thomas said in a low growl. I whimpered as I felt his fingers tangling in my hair and yanking my head back. As he ran his nails down my back and squeezed my ass, I shivered with lust and delight. When Thomas’s fingers gently rubbed the silk material between the cheeks of my ass, I squirmed and blushed. There was a pause and then a short, hard slap sounded on my ass.
“Don’t move again,” Thomas threatened. “Or I’ll spank you until your ass is so sore you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
Even though I didn’t want him to do that, my clit tingled at his words. I loved Thomas’s hands on me, his rough touch, the way he made my whole body sing with pleasure and desire. I closed my eyes and resolved not to squirm when he touched me again.
It was harder than I anticipated. As Thomas’s hands worked all over my body, I shuddered as his fingers grazed my clit through the silken material of my panties. I bit my lip to keep from moaning as he slipped gently inside the crotch and began rubbing me. I was already soaked and when I wiggled my hips slightly, the fabric strained against my pussy and my ass. My whole body was tingling and thumping with arousal by the time he took his hand away.
“I need you,” Thomas said in a husky voice. I heard the soft swish of him tearing his clothes off and tossing them to the floor. The bed groaned from our combined weight as he crawled towards me and pulled me into his warm, muscular arms.
Thomas smelled heavenly. I closed my eyes and inhaled as he pressed his lips against mine. His chest was smooth, muscled, and it sent shivers of lust through me as we touched. As we kissed, Thomas reached behind my back and neatly unclasped the uncomfortable silk bra. He tossed it to the floor and I moaned softly into his mouth, grateful and relieved to feel my breasts swinging loose.
“Ride me,” Thomas commanded. He got onto his back and stroked his cock up and down, watching me with an evil gleam of lust in his eye. I gasped at the sight of him naked – he was so beautiful, I couldn’t stand it. Just seeing him was enough to make me want to come, and I couldn’t tear the silky panties away from my pussy fast enough.
Nervously, I crawled towards Thomas. He grabbed my hips and pulled me on top of him, spreading my legs and thrusting upward until his cock buried itself in the warmth and wetness of my pussy. The sensation was incredible – I let out a yelp, then closed my eyes and savored the feeling all over my body. As Thomas grabbed my hips and shoved me back and forth on his cock, I moaned. His pubic bone kept rubbing against my clit with every thrust, and I could barely even breathe. The sensation that was building in my lower belly was amazing – like before, when Thomas was going down on me, but better. I closed my eyes and ground my hips hard against his muscular body until tears came to my eyes. Beneath me, Thomas was groaning and straining every muscle until he was tense and stiff. His cock filled me so completely that I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think of anything but fucking him, it was all I wanted to do, forever.
Thomas grabbed my wrists in one of his strong hands and pulled my arms over my head until I was lying flat against him, my nipples rubbing his chest. I moaned softly – every cell of my body was stimulated, everything felt so incredibly good that I didn’t couldn’t handle it. As we moved together, Thomas’s other hand began to roam around my ass. First, he squeezed my cheeks, then slipped a finger between the globes.
“Someday, June, I’m going to fuck you in the ass,” Thomas whispered softly into my ear. An electric thrill went through me at the sound of his words and I felt his cock plunge deeper inside my pussy than ever before. The sensation was astonishing and I held my breath as it grew and grew, feeling like something was gripping me strongly between the legs. Before I knew it, I was crying out and beating my fists against the headboard, coming so hard that tears were leaking down my cheeks. My reaction set Thomas off – he grabbed me and thrust up inside me, harder than ever, bucking and groaning like a prize stallion beneath me. His cock twitched and spasmed deep inside of me, and I shuddered as I felt his cum shoot through my body.
For a moment, I could barely move. My body was so spent, so wracked with pleasure that it took all of my strength to keep from collapsing in Thomas’s silky, perfect bed.
“That’s better,” Thomas purred. He pulled out of me and flopped down, grinning.
I blushed. “That was so good,” I said softly.
Thomas leaned over and kissed me. I tasted sweat on his lips and I eagerly licked it away, desperate to take as much of him into me as possible.
“I’m glad you find me adequate,” Thomas said. He raised an eyebrow. Slowly, I let myself flop down on the bed. The air in his bedroom was still chilly, but I was so warm that it felt good on my sweaty skin.
“I can’t believe you fed me dessert before dinner,” I said with a laugh. “That seems so improper, not like you at all.”
Thomas chuckled. “I think we’ve worked up an appetite,” he said with a wink. I blushed. “What would you like? And don’t say cheap pizza,” he added sternly. “God knows I have enough of that when my son is around.”
I blushed. For a moment – actually, for quite a few of them – I’d forgotten that Thomas even had a son. I couldn’t believe that in just a few days, I’d be back at the head of my class, teaching Thomas’s son…and hopefully keeping him out of trouble.
I shrugged. “Anything is fine,” I said. “Except Vietnamese. I don’t like pho,” I added.
Thomas reached into a nightstand and pulled out a variety of take-out menus. He tossed them to me.
“Pick something,” Thomas said with a grin. “Then we can find a movie and relax.”
I chuckled.
“What?” Thomas propped himself up on his elbows, covering the lower half of his naked body with a sheet. “What’s wrong?”
I blushed. “Nothing,” I said.
“Come on,” Thomas said. He smirked. “You can tell me, June.�
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I took a deep breath, then swallowed. My cheeks were bright red but I forced myself to look at Thomas’s handsome, leonine face.
“It’s just…I didn’t expect things to feel so normal,” I said quickly. “I mean…we got here, and the air was all full of tension…”
“And then we fucked, and it was glorious,” Thomas said with a lazy smirk.
“And now it just feels like we’re hanging out and getting close,” I added. I smiled. “I like it,” I said softly.
Thomas reached for my hand and squeezed. “Good,” he said quietly. “Because I do too.”
I smiled happily. At that moment, in my world, things were absolutely perfect.
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I stayed at Thomas’s condo until Saturday afternoon. We didn’t make love again – even though his stamina had been impressive, I knew that he likely wouldn’t have the same rebound time as someone my age – but we cuddled and fell asleep together after stuffing our faces with delivery sushi. It was easily the best date I’d ever had, and I was practically floating on air by the time I made it home.
On Sunday, Angela and I braved the local Trader Joe’s, stocking up on all of our favorite goodies and snacks. She suggested we have a girls’ night in and I readily agreed – I couldn’t wait to dish all about Thomas. Naturally, Angela was thrilled for me. She said she was so happy that I was finally dating. Secretly, I wondered if she’d actually been kidding when she’d joked about Thomas having any single, rich friends. But mostly I just appreciated the fact that my best friend was there for me. Her support meant everything…especially given how scary things had gotten with Andy.
When I got to school on Monday morning, Ruth looked troubled.
“What’s wrong?” I smiled happily at her. “It’s a beautiful day! How was your weekend?”
Ruth pressed her lips into a tight line, until all of the blood faded. She handed me an envelope. “The principal wants to see you,” she said quietly. “I’ll cover class until you’re back.”
I narrowed my eyes. A nervous feeling shot through my gut as I opened the envelope and scanned the text.
“Did he say why? There’s nothing in this note,” I said quietly. The kids were just beginning to filter into my room and I didn’t want any of them to hear my conversation with Ruth – especially not Brett.
Ruth shook her head. “I don’t know,” she said. “I hope everything is okay, though.”
Immediately, Andy’s face flashed to my mind. “Oh, god,” I moaned quietly. “They probably found out about those stupid drawings.”
Ruth shrugged. “Good luck,” she said. “The bell is about to ring.”
I slipped out of class as quietly as I could before the kids would notice something was up. As I walked down the quiet halls, I shivered. There was almost something ominous about the feeling in the air – almost like I was going to my doom.
When I got to the main office, none of the secretaries looked up at me. I had to walk up to the front desk and clear my throat before one of them noticed me.
“Hi,” I said nervously. “I got in this morning and Ruth told me that Principal Morris wanted to see me.”
The secretary looked at me with blank eyes. She was someone I’d spoken to many times – heck, she’d even brought me a slice of cake one day from a party in the teacher’s lounge. But right now, she was looking at me like I was a piece of trash.
“Should I go in?” I asked, feeling awkward when my words hung in the air.
The secretary bit her lip and nodded.
“Okay. Thanks,” I added, feeling stupider by the second.
The door to Principal Morris’s office was closed. I could feel the eyes of the secretaries glued to my back as I walked across the cheerfully-decorated office and knocked. Everything was covered with turkey decorations and smiling, cartoon pilgrims and native Americans.
“Hello, Principal Morris,” I called quietly. “It’s June Rogers. I got a note that you wanted to see me.”
“Come in.”
I bit my lip and flushed as I opened the door. Principal Morris was seated behind his desk, thumbing through a copy of The New York Times. He didn’t even look up when I shut the door. Suddenly, my heart started to thud in my chest. Something was obviously very, very wrong here…and I had a feeling it wasn’t going to end well.
“So,” I said nervously as I lowered myself into a chair facing the principal’s desk. “What’s up?”
Principal Morris sighed. He was an older man, with longish sideburns and a white beard that made him look a little like a walrus. Among the faculty and staff, he was generally well-liked. But he didn’t have a warm demeanor, and I’d never felt it more than I did right now.
“What’s the problem?” I asked nervously.
Principal Morris meticulously folded his paper and set it down on his desk. I cringed – it seemed like he was being deliberately slow.
“Well, June, I’m not going to lie. There is a problem.”
I exhaled a shaky, nervous breath. “Okay,” I said. “Can you tell me what it is?”
Principal Morris narrowed his bushy eyebrows at me. “June, Andrew Lipinski was fired this morning.”
My jaw dropped. “He’s the one who made those drawings,” I said quickly. “And he stalked me, outside of school. He tried to pull me into an alley and—“
Principal Morris held up his hand. “Please, June – don’t say anything else.”
“What’s going on?” I asked nervously. “What does any of this have to do with me?”
“We’re not sure yet,” Principal Morris said. “But I know that until we get to the bottom of this, I’m going to have you placed on leave without pay.”
My jaw dropped. “Me?” I squeaked. “Me?! But I haven’t even done anything,” I shrieked loudly. “This is all about Andy, it’s all his fault!”
“I’m sorry, June, this is our policy,” Principal Morris said. “Please, gather your things and you’ll be escorted from the building.”
My heart sank. “You can’t do that in front of my students,” I protested. My eyes filled with tears as I realized this was really happening – it wasn’t some horrible dream, and I wasn’t going to wake up any time soon.
“I’m sorry, it’s out of my hands,” Principal Morris said.
He didn’t sound sorry.
“Okay.” I stood up, my chin wobbling with the force of my emotions. “Fine. I’ll leave. In fact, I’ll leave right now. I don’t need anything from my classroom,” I added with a sniffle.
“Oh, and June?”
“Yes?” Please, please tell me this was all some kind of sick joke, I thought. Please, help me!
“Don’t forget to shut my door on the way out,” Principal Morris said. His head was already buried back in the paper. “Damn secretaries like to leave it open.”
My heart sank. “Yeah,” I said. “I won’t forget.”
Chapter Thirteen
Thomas
Just as I was leaving the office on Monday, my phone buzzed in my pocket. When I saw it was June, I grinned.
“Hey, you,” I said. “I was just thinking about you. What’s up? This is the first time you’ve ever called me,” I teased. “Start of something new?”
June didn’t reply.
“Hello?” I pulled the phone away from my ear and frowned, wondering if she’d accidentally pocket-dialed me. But when I held it back to my ear, I could hear her.
She was sobbing.
“Thomas,” June managed to squeak. “I’m in trouble.” She broke down again and my ear was filled with the hysterical cry of her sobs.
“Hey, hey, what happened? It’ll be okay,” I said quickly.
“I need to talk to you,” June sniffled. “Are you busy?” There was a pause and I could hear her blowing her nose.
“Not really.” I looked down at my watch. “I was supposed to meet Marlene but I can cancel. Where are you?”
“I’m at…at ho-ho-home,” June sniffled and sobbed. “Please, just co
me over whenever you can.”
I licked my lips. “I’ll be there soon, just hold tight, okay?”
We hung up and I broke into a run as I ran into the parking garage and climbed behind the wheel of my Porsche. Thankfully, rush-hour traffic hadn’t taken full effect yet, and I was able to navigate from Manhattan to Brooklyn with relative ease. Still, it was a long way to Crown Heights and the sky was darkening by the time I pulled up in front of June’s building.
The elevator was broken so I raced up the stairs, pounding on the door until it swung open. June was curled up on the couch, wearing yoga pants and a stained t-shirt. Her face was red and streaked with tears. When she saw me, her chin crumpled and she started to cry again.
