“I’m saying that I want to make love to you.” I smiled. “Or rather, I want you to make love to me.”
“Are you sure?” He asked me softly and stroked my hair.
“Yes.” I nodded.
“As a teacher or…” His voice trailed off.
“I want you to make love to me as a man who wants to be with me, not as a teacher.”
“You don’t want me to be your teacher anymore?”
“I don’t know.” I grinned. “Right now, I want you to be my teacher and so much more.”
“You’re going to give me whiplash you know. I can’t even keep up with you.” He laughed as he picked me up. “I just want to be all you hoped for.”
“I’m sure you will be.” I giggled, suddenly feeling light-headed. “Thank you for being honest with me.” I stroked his face. “I know how confusing this whole situation is as I’m just as confused as you are. I want to hate you and run away, but I just, can’t. There’s something between us. I don’t know what it is. Maybe we’re kindred spirits.”
“Yes, maybe that’s what it is.” He nodded and plopped me down on the bed. “We’re kindred spirits that are about to become lovers.”
“Do you have protection?” I looked up at him and smiled. “I don’t want us to have to stop because you have to find some.”
“Has that happened to you before then?” He raised an eyebrow at me.
“No.” I shook my head.
“I always have protection on me.” He pulled a silver packet out of his pocket. “You never know when you’re going to get lucky.”
“I don’t know how I feel about that.” I pursed my lips and then frowned as I remembered something he’d said. “So you and Amber?” I bit my lower lip and paused.
“What about us?” He pulled my top off and then undid my bra. I lay there thinking as he buried his face in my breasts.
“Did you guys have sex?”
“Do you really want to know?” He flicked my nipple his tongue and I groaned as he bit down on my tender bud.
“Yes.” I moaned and then groaned as his fingers played with my other breast. “I don’t know.” I moaned as his lips switched to my other breast and he sucked hard.
“You don’t want to know. Trust me.” He muttered between sucks. “She and I haven’t been intimate in months. She means nothing to me.”
“She’s into you.” I wiggled on the bed underneath him and sighed as I thought about Amber’s comments about Jaxon and his cock. She hadn’t just been making idle talk. She’d known exactly what she was saying.
“Forget her, she’s not important.”
“Have you been with anyone else here before?” I sighed. “And why would your father hire them to come to the academy.”
“I told you, he wanted you to become friends with them, so he could spy on you. He wanted to know everything you’re thinking and doing. It’s how he’s been able to keep one step ahead of us, until right now. He can’t do that now because we’re one step ahead of him. If we get married, we’ll ruin his plans and we’ll protect ourselves from the wrath of both of our fathers.”
“Oh, Jaxon.” I moaned as he pulled my pants down in one fell swoop along with my panties. His face moved down from my br**sts quickly and I felt his tongue in-between my legs licking me eagerly. “Oh, my.” I cried out in ecstasy. “Don’t stop.” I moaned and scratched his back as he sucked on my cl*tand nibbled it gently. I could feel my pu**y shivering against his lips. I was so horny, I wasn’t even sure I was making sense.
“I won’t stop.” He grunted. “But let’s stop talking about Amber and our fathers now, please. This is our time. Let’s make sure we both enjoy it and make the most of it.”
“Okay.” I moaned and closed my eyes. All I could think about was his lips on me, his tongue inside of me and his teeth teasing me. It was almost too much. The pleasure and the anticipation of an orgasm was killing me.
“Come for me, Nancy.” He groaned as he pushed his tongue in and out of me. I imagined it was his c**k and I felt my pu**y lips quivering. His tongue felt so good inside of me. He increased the pace of his tongue movements and then I felt his lips sucking down on my cl*thard. I came fast and furiously, my wetness going all over his face. Jaxon groaned against my pu**y and I felt his tongue licking me up eagerly. “You taste so sweet, Nancy.” He groaned and jumped up. I watched him pulling his shirt off and then pulling his jeans down. He wasn’t wearing boxers and I stared at his hard c**k in amazement as he got back down on the bed and moved on top of me.
“We’re going to do it missionary style?” I looked at him in surprise and he laughed.
“You really think I’m the kink master, don’t you?”
“I’m just surprised.” I pulled him down towards me. “You didn’t seem a missionary type of man.”
“I’m not.” He nodded in agreement. “But for your first time, I wanted it to be sweet and gentle. I also wanted to make sure that I watched your face the first time you felt a c**k inside of you.”
“You don’t have to be sweet and gentle.” I shook my head. “I can’t see that the rope man is sweet and gentle in bed.”
“The rope man?” He smiled and leaned down and kissed me. I could feel his hardness pressed against me. “I like that.”
“You seem to like to do a lot of kinky shit with rope.”
“I like to do a lot of kinky shit, period.” He winked at me and I felt his chest pressed down into my breasts. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he groaned. “But I’m glad you appreciate the rope.”
“I do appreciate the rope.” I answered slightly embarrassed to admit it. “It really seems to heighten the experience.”
“It does. We’ll use that and other toys later. Today is just about the experience. I want your first time to be amazing just for it being your first time.” He stroked my face and moved my legs with his hands. “I want you to remember how you felt when you first felt the tip of my c**k against your wet pussy.” He moved his c**k against my pu**y and rubbed gently. “I want you to remember how you felt when you felt the tip of me against your clit.” He rubbed my cl*taggressively and I cried out.
“Please Jaxon.” I shifted on the bed. “I can’t take much more of this.”
“I want you to remember the first time I entered you.” He guided his c**k to my entrance and pushed in slowly. “Look at me.” He stared down into my eyes and smiled as I gasped loudly. His c**k was slow and deliberate as he entered me and I wasn’t sure if he was going to fit inside of me.
“How big are you?” I moaned as he continued his entry inside of me.
“You’ll have to measure me sometime.” He winked at me and then thrusted hard.
“Oooh.” I screamed as I felt a sharp jab of pain.
“It won’t hurt for long.” He whispered against my lips and then started moving slowly in and out of me. He was right, within seconds the pain had turned to exquisite pleasure. I started moving my h*ps back and forth on the bed to match his movements. His c**k felt so hard and delicious inside of me.
“Oh shit.” He groaned as he pulled out of me quickly.
“What are you doing?” I cried out as his c**k left me.
“I need to put a rubber on. Hold on.” He jumped up and I watched as he quickly slid a condom on his hard cock.
“Omg, Jaxon.” I screamed as he entered me again. This time there was nothing gentle about his movements. He moved in and out of me quickly and his breathing also increased as he got into it. He pulled my legs up and placed them over his shoulder and I screamed as he entered me. I felt him harder and deeper than before and I understood in that moment exactly why people were so addicted to sex. This was the best feeling in the world. I’d never felt so high before in my life. I felt like I was flying, soaring through the sky. I never knew that my body could experience such pleasure.
“I’m about to come, Nancy.” He whispered against my lips. “Come for me.” His fingers reached down and rubbed my cl*tas he continued f**king me and I came hard and fast. That seemed to please him because he grinned before stilling. I felt his c**k slowing as he came. His body jerked for a few seconds and then he collapsed on top of me and kissed me hard. I kissed him equally as hard back, not thinking about anything other than what had just happened and how great it had made me feel.
“I’ll marry you.” I whispered to Jaxon. “If it’s going to help both of us and we can have more moments like this, then yes. I’ll marry you.” I smiled up at him and rested my head against his chest. “I’ll marry you whenever you want.”
Chapter Seven
Jaxon
“I should win a f**king Academy Award.” I muttered into the phone. “It’s done.”
“Good.” He replied. “Congratulations.”
“Don’t sound so happy for me.” I growled, angry that he didn’t sound as happy as I thought he would.
“What can I say? You’re finally getting what you want. Everything is falling into place.”
“Yes, it is.” I ignored the pangs in my heart and the despair in my soul. For some reason it didn’t feel as good as I’d always thought it would. “I’m so close to getting what I wanted.”
“So she’s going to marry you.”
“Yup, she’s going to marry me.” I tried to forget the look on her face as she’d uttered the words I’d been waiting to hear. I should have been happy. I should have been over the moon at what I’d accomplished.
“Your father would have been proud of you.”
“Thanks. I’m doing this for him.” I closed my eyes and sighed as I thought about my dad. “You know that right, uncle?”
“I know. I understand why.” He sighed. “You’re like a son to me.”
“You’re like a dad to me. You know that.” I whispered into the phone. “I know that you wish things were different, but you’ll always be my second dad. I’ll always think of you as father.”
“My brother would have been happy to hear that.” He sighed.
“I’m so close now. His death won’t be in vain.”
“You’re sure this is the move you want to make?”
“I’m sure.” I nodded and hung up the phone. I walked over to my desk and opened the folder I had on Brandon Hastings. I looked over everything again and felt my heart hardening. Yes, I was absolutely sure. Then an image of Nancy popped into my mind. Her eyes pierced my soul. All I could think about was the way she’d looked at me when I’d taken her virginity. I couldn’t ignore the feelings of guilt and remorse that flooded me. She was a casualty of war. She was a casualty that had no idea that she was allies with the enemy. She was a casualty that could ruin everything. I closed my eyes and tried to forget what it’d felt like to f**k her. It had felt different. She was right. We had a connection. We had something that I’d never experienced before. I’d lied to her about so much, but I hadn’t lied to her about how I felt about her. Part of me did want to be different for her. Part of me wanted to be a better man. Part of me was scared at the feelings that overcame me when I was with her. I hadn’t accounted for the feelings and I wasn’t sure how to put them to the side. I was too close to f**k everything up now. I couldn’t let anything get in the way of the plan. Even if it meant I went down with the ship. I’d get my revenge if it was the last thing I did. Nothing and no one was going to stop me from achieving my goal. Not even Nancy. Her face and sweet unsure smile filled my head and I knew that ruining Brandon would ruin her as well. My heart broke then. A heart I hadn’t known existed. I’d gone too far. I knew it in the depths of my souls. I knew it as sure as the fires burned in hell. I knew it as sure as I knew that the only devil in the situation was me, and I wasn’t about to change anything in the plan. No matter how I felt about Nancy.
Chapter EIGHT
Nancy
I never thought I’d become one of those girls who lost their minds once they had sex. I never thought I’d be one of those girls, but all I could think about was Jaxon and how he’d fit so perfectly inside of me.
Every minute of the day my thoughts revolved around him and my father. There was a hole in my heart. A hole that hadn’t been filled when I’d become part of the family. No matter how much I’d tried to convince myself that I was okay, I was still bitter and depressed that he hadn’t tried to find me. I wasn’t utterly convinced that he would have bothered to find me if I hadn’t come to the private club with Frank.
I tried to ignore the pangs of hurt and let myself think about Jaxon instead. He was so much better than I’d initially thought. He still had issues and I still didn’t trust him 100%, but at least he was honest. And he was an excellent lover. I smiled to myself as I thought about how he made me feel. So wonderful and relaxed. I would enjoy being married to him for however long it lasted. I’d enjoy him teaching me all the kinky things he knew. I laughed as I thought about just how much I’d love that. It’s weird how life can change in an instant. All of a sudden I didn’t feel so alone. I knew that Jaxon had issues, but so did I. We both had problems related to our parents. But that didn’t mean we couldn’t work our way through them. The way I saw it we were birds of a feather. We were both cut out of the same cloth. Maybe, just maybe if we got married, we’d both find what we’d been searching for our whole lives. I knew that I was a dreamer. I knew that sometimes life didn’t live up to my expectations and hopes. I couldn’t help that. I wanted the fairy tale. I wanted to be rescued. I wanted to look in a man’s eyes and know that he loved me more than anything. I wanted to be his number one. I needed to be his number one. My mother had loved Brandon. My grandparents had loved my mother. Brandon loved Katie. Hunter hadn’t even known I existed. I wanted just one person to look at me as their number one. I wanted Jaxon to look at me and realize that I was special to him. I was ashamed to admit it. Even to myself. It made me feel weak and pitiful, but it also made me feel alive. It gave me something to be hopeful about. There was a part of me that really wanted to be with Jaxon. Even on the train, when I hadn’t even met him, I’d been drawn to him.