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"I'm sorry, Olivia! It's just that you look so cute when you get all angry about something! You get all pouty! So, tell me why you picked my class?" Mr. Matthews asked Olivia. Olivia was an eighteen-year-old student in his law class, a class that nowhere near matched her high-spirited, fiery temper. Over the last few weeks, she'd been spending every break and after-school hours in his office, catching up on work, and they'd grown increasingly closer as the days passed.
She now sat inches away from him, her head on his shoulder, and although he knew it wasn't appropriate, he made no effort to move her, enjoying the weight of her resting against him. Mr. Matthews couldn’t explain this closeness that had arisen between them. All he knew was that spending time with her and listening to her talk, laugh and like now, occasionally sulk, was his new favourite activity. He’d rather be here than anywhere else.
Olivia relaxed into him, enjoying the feeling of his firm muscles against her cheek.
“I don't know,” she said, embarrassed, not wanting to tell him the real reason she had picked his class, considering it was the fact he was drop-dead gorgeous and it was her - and most of the other girls in the class - excuse to drool over him. Sure, she was interested in studying law, but environmental law? Snoozefest! Unless Mr. Matthews was teaching.
Mr. Matthews laughed.
“Fine! Don't tell me, see if I care!” He said jokingly, before moving closer to her, brushing away a stray piece of long dark hair and tucking it behind her hair. “But I guess I do though,” he whispered softly, barely audible. A shiver shot through her body at his breath against her neck and she turned her face slightly, just enough to feel the brush of his neck stubble against her cheek.
“You do what?” She asked, like his, her voice barely made it to a whisper, suddenly breathy and hoarse.
“Care. Care about you Olivia, and shouldn’t you be calling me Grayson by now?”
Their eyes met, and they stared at each other for a long time, neither of them saying anything. Then Grayson licked his lips. It was barely noticeable. Yet it was so carnal and erotic to her that her heart was ready to burst from her chest. The man could turn her insides into melted lava just by licking his lips.
In his late twenties with cropped, dark brown hair and wide blue eyes, he was one of the most handsome men she’d ever seen, far more likely to grace the cover of a magazine than be teaching law. Her limbs grew heavy and she sagged against him. His arms instinctively tightening around her to support her weight.
Hesitantly, he planted a soft, chaste kiss on her forehead, his lips soft. Olivia’s pulse quickened, but she didn’t move. Then lightly, he began to gently kiss from her forehead, across to her temple and then along the line of her jaw. Olivia tightened momentarily in surprise but then relaxed into him once more, her breath coming out as a deep, contented sigh.
Then, one hand crept up her body to softly cup her breast, and at her sharp, reflexive intake of air, his other hand covered her other breast. He held her, allowing her to relax as he took possession of her body. That's exactly what it was. He had already long since possessed her heart and now he possessed her body too and no reasons struck into either of their minds in that moment why it wasn't exactly the right thing to do.
His thumbs brushed her nipples, and suddenly she could barely think at all. All she felt was the sudden, wet desire of needing him inside her, a feeling she had never experienced before, having never given herself to a man before. She pressed back into him, seeking release from the hot, wet throbbing she could feel where she needed him most. Blindly, she turned her head searching for his warm mouth and finding it. Their lips met, his soft lips meeting her plump ones, his short stubble scratching her chin, exploring her mouth with passionate kisses that left her wanting more.
One hand left her breast to wind through her long, dark hair, pulling her closer still. She reached for his neck, her hands clasped together at the back and she pulled herself against him, only partly aware of the soft noises of frustration that were coming deep from within her own throat. Suddenly, he stopped kissing her, his mouth was tinged red from her lipstick and his dark eyes were heavily lidded.
“Olivia, do you believe that I care about you?” He whispered, his voice hoarse and unfamiliar to any way she had heard him speak before. She looked into his eyes, and from his expression, no doubt filled her mind that he was saying anything but the truth. She nodded. Taking her hand, he pulled her to the long sofa that took up the majority of the longest wall on his office. They came to a stop when they reached the sofa and his expression grew suddenly serious.
“I promise I won't do anything you don't want to do, Olivia and if you want me to stop then tell me. I can tell this is new to you and I want it to be perfect.”
Touched to the bottom of her heart, she lifted her hands to frame her teacher's handsome face and felt a rush of pride when she felt him shiver at her touch. Perhaps she affected him the way he did her? Running her fingers through his short, dark hair, she pulled his head down, kissing him with new confidence. Her eyelids slid shut and her legs gave way as he guided her down onto the sofa, his lips never leaving hers.
For a few minutes, they lay there kissing one another, both their minds a whirl of barely coherent thoughts, together as one. Then he pulled away. With difficulty she opened her eyes, his own were so close that she could see tiny flecks of green in his bright blue eyes and each individual eyelash. Those eyes stared at her with such a raw need in them that her heart pounded in her chest. He moved so that he was now on top of her, pressing his body against her and kissing the small of her neck.
The hard pressure of his erection against her had her legs opening slightly, her hips lifting to meet his halfway entirely of their own accord and she pressed against him, her arms around his neck, clinging to him as if her life depended on it.
She was rewarded by his deep moan, and a shudder raced down her spine. She had to get closer. Spreading her legs and wrapping them around him, she moaned as he pressed harder still against her, rocking slightly. Layers of clothing still separated her from the hard bulge that was making her entire body cry out in need.
His hands explored under her shirt, finding her breasts and she arched her spine desperate for more, then cried out when he gave it to her. Pushing her shirt up, her bra down and putting his lips to her nipple in one fluid movement and his tongue lashed against her sensitive nipple. Her breasts, with their largeness, had always been a source of annoyance to her. Now they burned with such intense pleasure that she felt she would pass out.
“Too many clothes,” Grayson whispered against her breast, mostly to himself. He grasped the shirt at the top and pulled it over her head, flinging it somewhere away from them. His hands stumbled with the clasp of her bra until that too lay on the floor, forgotten.
Eyes lidded, she looked into his beautiful face and felt every muscle in her body quiver at the desire she saw burning in his eye that she was sure was reflected in her own. Laying her back, he pulled her skirt down her legs, leaving her in nothing but her soaked thong. She gasped aloud when his hand cupped her wet pussy, two of his fingers now establishing a rhythm as they began to circle her throbbing clit through the wet fabric. She stifled her gasp of pleasure as her eyes slid shut once more.
“Don't you dare hide those noises from me, Olivia. They're mine.” He kissed her softly again, his fingers quickening their pace. 'Do you know how many nights I've laid in bed dreaming of you? Of this? Thinking of all those sexy little sounds you'll make when you beg me for more. I want to make you scream."
“Grayson,” she gasped, her hips lifting as the pleasure he was giving her increased. His expert fingers continued to circle as He kissed her mouth, her neck, her breasts until every touch had her thrusting her hips for more. She wanted him inside her.
But he stopped. He slid her thong down her legs and then, lifting himself to his knees and pulling his own shirt free. She nearly came right then as his chest was exposed, tanned skin and strong, ripped muscle covered with dark hair. Olivia sat up, running her hands down his chest until she reached the button of his trousers. Looking into his eyes, she slowly unzipped them, feeling him shudder as she reached into his boxer shorts and her hand encountered hard, throbbing flesh.
Grayson sighed, his breath releasing as a hiss. She replied by removing her hand and pulling his trousers and boxers down in one movement. It was time. Panic flooded her heart and she worried about the pain of sex.
“I won't hurt you, Olivia. I promise,” Grayson whispered as he positioned himself between her legs, reading her frantic thoughts by the expressions on her face. Any pain would be worth, she thought to herself, she loved him.
He guided himself into her, pushing, his breath hissing through his teeth in pleasure. Her body tensed, and although not painful, a strange sensation shot through her so suddenly that she gasped, at the same time realising he was fully joined to her. And it didn't hurt.
Slowly, he began to move. Waves of increasing pleasure began to reawaken from the arousal he had created in her earlier. Relaxing, she lifted her knees to her chest wanting to feel him deeper inside her, revelling in the strangeness, the feeling of him. Grayson slowly began to increase his pace, spurred on by the gasps she made when throwing her head back, her move open in the perfect ‘O’. She was so tight and wet that it took everything he had to not release then and there, but no, this had to be perfect for her. His pace continued to quicken until he was slamming Into her soaked pussy, his hands gripping her hips, his fingernails digging deep.
This was pure pleasure, nothing had ever felt so right than being buried in her. She moaned loudly with each thrust, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her pleasure was building like a wave meeting its apex, her hands clutching his arms, her breasts bouncing rhythmically with his urgent pounding. Then she was tightening around him, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter inside her like a spring desperate for release. Her moans of pleasure becoming louder and longer, high pitched and desperate as she pleaded with him not to stop. So close...
Then he reached between them, his fingers finding her most sensitive spot and she snapped.
“God, Grayson!” she cried out as her orgasm finally hit, grabbing his shoulders and letting him hear her screams of pleasure when her body reached its peak for the very first time in her life. Moaning her name, he followed, and his strong body collapsed against her as he found his climax. But after a few moments, he pulled away, pulling his boxer shorts on.
“What's wrong?”Olivia asked, fear piercing her chest.
“That was careless. I’m sorry. Anyone could have walked in, after hours or not! That would be my career over. We lost control. That shouldn't have happened here,” Grayson sighed heavily.
“Shouldn't have happened here... or shouldn't have happened?” Olivia half sobbed, her blissful dream was shattering all around her and she was returning to reality with a devastating crash.
Turning to face her, he saw the devastation framing her beautiful face and pulled her Into his arms, regret already spiking his heart. He had hurt her feelings with his abrupt change of mood and although he knew it was only logic causing his sudden change in behaviour, she didn’t.
“I’m sorry babe, I only meant it shouldn’t have happened here. I couldn’t keep my hand off you but it was dangerous, Next time we need to be more careful.”
“So... there will be a next time?” She asked tentatively. He smiled knowingly at her before answering.
“Olivia! Of course there will! You're my student. This was lesson one. I have so much more to teach you...”
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