Page 16 of Hot For Teacher
“I need inside you too, babe,” he husks, his fingers pulling at my suit, sliding it to the side to bare my pussy. Just the brush of his fingers makes me whimper.
Lining up between my thighs, he watches me as he thrusts up. I love it when he watches me this way. His eyes get heavy, brow furrowed in fixation. When he thrusts inside me, he bites his lip, groaning sexily as he sinks deep. His eyes stay on my face, watching my pleasure overtake me as he strokes deeper, harder, his hand reaching between us to rub at my swollen clit.
“That’s it, babe. Hold on to me tight, let me feel you let go. I love watching you when we fuck,” he husks, lowering his mouth to mine, “you are so goddamn beautiful while you take me. I won’t ever get enough of being inside you, Blair. It’s so wet, so fucking hot, I barely hold back.”
“Don’t, baby. Don’t hold back, Bren, I love feeling you come inside me. It’s so hot. It feelssogood,” I whimper, grasping his shoulders as he pumps up into me.
“Yes, that’s it, babe, that’s it. Come for me, babe, that’s my girl,” he rasps, his hips pumping, the crude sound of his body crashing against mine lost to the sound of the waves. “Ah, fuck, I'm coming. Fuck!”
I whimper when he jerks inside me, both of us shaking. We talked about birth control or condoms and agreed we do not need them. If we get pregnant, I think it would make both of us happy.
Just thinking about having his baby, living in our little bungalow together, it makes my heart surge. My eyes sting with tears as he gathers me close, whispering against my skin as he spreads kisses all over me. When he pulls back, he frowns when he sees my face.
“Babe what is it? Was I too rough on you?”
Shaking my head, I comb my fingers through his damp hair, gazing down at him. Sometimes, he does get rough with me but I like it. I love watching him lose control when I take him in my mouth and make him come, or when he pins me to the closest surface and fucks me hard, telling me in that sexy deep voice of his how good I feel and how he can’t get enough.
“No, baby. Never too rough with me. I think these are good tears.”
“Oh yeah,” he teases with a smile, cupping my face with his hand, his thumb rubbing over my mouth. “I hope all your tears will be good from now on.”
His eyes are so soft, his touch so gentle, I cannot keep the tears from falling. My head tips forward as I pull air into my lungs, my heart thumping. He is still inside me and I can feel his heart pound against mine when I press close. And I know why I am so emotional. I know why I am so overwhelmed right now.
“Brenden...” I trail off when my voice is carried off with the crashing waves.
“What is it, babe?” Brenden gathers me closer, pressing his forehead to mine, his lips brushing my mouth softly.
“Brenden....baby, I love you. I love you,” I cry the words, realizing I have not said them to another person in so long they sound foreign.
Brenden stills against me, pulling back to search my face. I am so scared of what he will say. So afraid he will reject me. For so long I was looking for someone to take care of me. He showed me I could take care of myself. That I did not need my mother, his father, or even him. I could do it on my own.
Now that I believe that I don’t want to do it on my own. I want to do it with him. I want to take care of him the way he has taken care of me. I want a family with him. I want forever with him.
I want to give him the yes he asked for a long time ago.
Chapter Nine
Brendan
Falling in love for a second time with the same woman is something else.
From the time we met in junior high, I wanted to know Blair. I wanted to be her friend because she was funny, smart, and despite her rough upbringing, she knew who she was and where she was going. As we grew up together, wanting to know her became something else entirely.
In high school, she was the girl of every guy’s dreams. Sexy, fun, and that type of person everyone was drawn to. The truth is all the guys wanted her, but I was the one she kept close. I was the one who had a chance with her and blew it. Now that I got another chance, I promised not to blow it.
So why did I completely blow it today?
Being with our friends the way we were before things got complicated, we got to capture a little of the magic we had found together once before. Seeing her laugh with my sister and Mandi, watching her play in the water, is so beautiful. Almost as if we got some of the time we lost together back.
Blair and I snuck beneath the boardwalk to make out like teenagers, just the way we wanted to when we were teenagers. One thing led to another, and we were fucking in the sand, not caring where we were. It never matters to either of us once we start touching each other, it always leads to more.
It was hot but it was also sort of romantic. The waves crashing beneath us, the smell of the salty ocean, the sun warming our skin, and us wrapped up in one another in our own world. And Blair made it even more romantic.
Blair told me she loves me—and I said nothing back.
Hearing her say she loves me, saying it the way she said it, I was stunned. It was perfect. It was fucking beautiful. I was holding her, her eyes staring into mine, the softest smile on her face. I heard her whisper the words and immediately, they were on the tip of my tongue.
Why the hell didn’t I say them? Jesus I am so lame.
