Page 11 of His Sassy Intern
Chapter6
Levi
This is notwhat it looks like. There’s a reasonable explanation for all of it, and it has to do with the roofie-pushing douchebag passed out on the floor beside the bathroom. I can take responsibility for knocking him the fuck out, but everything else is on him. He's the one who slipped the date rape drug in this girl’s drink, and he also undressed her. The one fortunate mistake he made was he didn’t lock the door, so when I walked in without knocking to take a piss, I found him, and well, the rest is what has led to this disturbing image that Mary Anne is nowwitnessing.
“Did you do this to her?” she asks calmly, pointing atthegirl.
“Of course not.” I nod over at the sicko on the floor. “He did it. I gave him a black eye and the chance to sleep it off. He’s damn lucky, too. I would have had the cops here by now… not that I’m looking to guilt-trip you about thephone.”
“Do you need me tocall911?”
I show her the door down the hall that leads to a sitting area and connects to the kitchen. We start walking. “I’ll put her down and get her some water. Let’s see if she can wake up on her own first. If not, then yes, you can call anambulance.”
“Noproblem.”
“You’re taking this quite well,” I mention, gesturing at theunconsciousgirl.
“Any other day…” Mary Anne starts. She grins as she makes the throat-cutting gesture with one finger alongherneck.
“I can pretty much assure you that something like this can and probably will happen again, and probably not on a ghoulish night. We live on campus, or in my case, near campus. I’m at football game after-parties all the time, and other shindigs that attract pricks like300out there.” I deposit the girl on the only empty wingback sofa in the busy sitting room and pull Mary Anne into my arms. “But you know what, kitty cat?” I ask, tucking some stray strands of her hair behindherear.
She sinks into my warm chest and stares up atme. “What?”
“We’ve wasted enough time here. We’re going to get this girl some water or medical care, and after that, I’m throwing you over my shoulder and taking you to my off-campus condo, caveman-style. I’m not letting you out of my sight until morning. Maybe longer. I will be inside of you,” I whisper as I trail my hands down her arms, settle them on her hips, and pull her in to feel my erection against her stomach. “My tongue, my fingers, and my cock, probably in that exactorder.”
She groans, and I lean down to kiss her. I tug her bottom lip between my teeth for a second, and pull back to look into her eyesagain. “Deal?”
Mary Anne nods, grabs my arm and drags me in the direction of the kitchen. “A splash of ice water in the unconscious girl’s face ought to do it. Or a bucket. One of these wait staff can do the rest.” She looks back at me and winks as she clicks in her high heels. “Sorry if that sounds cold, but I’ve spent most of the evening cleaning up messes. I’m overdue for some ‘us’ time. Five minutes, then we get the hell out of here. Oh and let’s skip the caveman routine. I’m liable to barf all overyourback.”
I see now that Mary Anne is someone who knows exactly what she wants and isn’t afraid to be straight with me. Shaking my head, I let her lead the way. For now, anyway. In the bedroom, I call the shots, but fuck, I have to admit I’m starting to love this woman’s sassy attitude. Or maybe Ialwayshave.
* * *
We driveto my off-campus apartment a few blocks away. Mary Anne has her hand resting on my leg the entire time. It takes everything in me not to stop the car and take her right on the hood. I can’t park fast enough, and soon, I hop out and get her door. She steps out and moves right into my arms, burying her head in my bare chest. I don’t know what’s changed for us, but I’m notquestioningit.
“Hey,” I say, running my hand down her back. She looks up at me. “I’m not letting you leave tonight. I hope youknowthat.”
She wraps her arms around my waist. “As long as I’m getting what I need, I won’t want toleave.”
“I'll remind you of that while my cock is buried deep inside you,” Iwhisper.
I take her hand. Now I’m the one tugging her to get around the front of my apartment unit. Mary Anne pulls away, speeding up ahead as she takes the front steps in a bit of a jog. I smile. She shimmies her hips a little on each step, giving me the best view of her ass and legs in that cute little kitty cat outfit. Too bad she won’t ever get to use that costume again. I won’t be looking for a zipper on those. They’re getting ripped right off her body. My dick throbs from the image, and by the time I turn the lock in the door, show her inside and get her up to my bedroom, I can hardly wait a second longer. I push her against the wall beside the door and claim her mouth. It’s sweet from all the booze she’s had. I’m rushed and frenzied, wanting to touch and taste and feel everywhere all at once, as though there’s no next time, no tomorrow, no secondchances.
I pull away, lifting her chin. She stares up at my face, eyes flashing with excitement, and does me and her costume both a favor. She tugs apart some convenient snaps that run down her sides. The dress falls down her body, and she does the same for the frilly tutu and tiny pants underneath. She tugs off the kitty paw gloves and cat ears. It registers at the back of my head that Mary Anne is now standing in her bra, thong panties and sky-high heels, looking sexy as fuck in my bedroom. A low growl slips past my throat. She's so comfortable in her own skin she just stands there, allowing me the honor of taking in every line, contour, and curve. I should take more time to memorialize the moment, but before I know it, my hands are on heragain.
I turn her to face the wall and raise her hands high. “Don’t move unless I tell you to, sexy,”Isay.
She groans as I wedge my knee in between her legs, parting them wide. Pushing her hair to one side, I plant my lips against her neck and Mary Anne whimpers. Her torso elongates, ass pushing back toward me. I can’t help cupping her breasts while I’m licking and teasing parts of her body I'm willing to bet have never been touched this way. Tasting her skin compels me to move lower. I nip her skin, trailing hot kisses and tender bites down her back until I drop to myknees.
Mary Anne tilts forward some more, sticking her ass out and spreading her legs so wide I can smell her sweetness. My hands run from her waist, down past her hips all the way down her legs and back up. She’s on edge and so ready. That’s when I turn her to face forward again. Looking up her body, I stare at her face while my fingers slip under the seams of her thong. Her breathing is labored, her hair is still pulled over one shoulder, and her eyes return my gaze with a dark intensity I can’t even begin to describe. With a smile, I rip her thong right off her body and let the shreds of fabric drop to thefloor.
Mary Anne is not shy. She raises one leg over my shoulder, guiding my head to her mound. I remind her not to move, but as this is our first time together, I won’t punish her for disobeying me. Not when I’m finally this close to her pussy, immersed in her scent. My head tilts back slightly to position my tongue at her folds. There’s still an inch of distance between my mouth and her clit. Flashing her one final glance up her body, I ravage her completely. My hands grip her ass cheeks to press her tight up against my lips and tongue while I taste, lick, and bury my tongue in her center, feasting on her sweet juices. She's moaning so hard I can’t help the groan echoing in mythroat.
Mary Anne sways into me. Her body is pressed up against me, and the heat in my groin ramps up. Her stomach flutters each time my tongue invades her pussy. Her body trembles, her breathing ragged. Her panting sounds fill the air. She’s close. I notice her hands lowering from the wall. One buries into her hair and the other trails down to her breasts. She bites down on her bottom lip as her thumb circles one nipple, and I want to stop her from doing my job, but fuck, she looks too damn hot, stimulating herself while I tongue-fuck her. My cock is throbbing and aching to get in on the action, but the night is young. Her legs spread, tensing at the same time, hips rocking into my face. I wonder if she realizes what she’s signed up for by coming homewithme.
She calls my name as her body starts to buck hard through her first orgasm. I don’t stop. I drive two fingers into her pussy as she shakes. Mary Anne shrieks. I want her climax to go on and on until I make her come again. I won’t stop until she’s so weak that I have to carry her to the bed and take every inchofher.
“Come inside me, Levi,” she begs. “Please.”
I growl. She doesn’t realize I’m just getting warmed up. The problem is, as much as I want to make her wait so I can extract every ounce of pleasure, pain, and other sensations from our first night together, my cock is begging for the same thing she asks for. I can’t wait this time. So I don’t. I get to my feet and remove my shredded costume rags, leaving my boxers on. Tented boxers, I should add, because my bone-hard cock wants to beletout.
She’s so weak against the wall that I should pick her up and take her to bed. I should, but I don’t. I back up to the center of the room, taking a seat on the side of the bed, watching her strain to keep herself propped up. Motioning with a finger, I invite her to come to me. I learn right then that Mary Anne is a tease. She slowly moves the hand from her hair down her neck, between her breasts, and inches it down her midline until she makes it to her pussy. She parts her folds, slipping a finger over her clit to continue pleasuring herself—without me. I’m loving the show and hating it at the same time, but soon, it’s too much. Getting back to my feet, I stalk over to her, pick her up, and bring her sexy asstobed.
