Honor
Axel Walker grabbed my face with his hands and my heart stopped beating—at least for a second or two. I couldn’t help but inhale as his huge chest and beautiful shoulders, perfect biceps, closed in on me, wrapping me up in his embrace.
His body pushed against mine and I felt my legs wrap easily around his waist. My hands reached under his t-shirt and started to explore his rock-hard abs and perfectly smooth skin—this is what a real man is supposed to feel like, I thought.
His lips softly met my lips, and then my neck and then my collarbone, it was all happening so fast but at the same time, it felt like it was happening in ecstatic slow motion, I never wanted it to end.
Oh my god, Honor, you just met this guy!
All at once he hoisted me up, my legs wrapped tighter around his waist, his hands all over my body, easily supporting my weight. He carried me over to the big teacher’s desk at the front of the room and gently set me down, placing my hips right at the edge.
With his soft mouth still on mine he whipped my knees apart and pulled me hard towards him. Again our bodies met and, running his hand through my hair, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled it to one side to expose my neck. He kissed and sucked it softly as shivers erupted all over my body.
His other hand started to explore, caressing my side and running his palm over my breast, I felt myself becoming more and more turned on.
Fifteen
Axel
I don’t know what came over me, I wanted to devour her in every way possible and I couldn’t control myself. That’s a dangerous thought for someone like me—I never surrender, I’m always in control. But I was helpless against this girl. When she wrapped her legs around my waist and I pulled her body towards mine, I felt so connected to her. I wanted to barricade the doors to that classroom and not resurface for days.
It wasn’t safe though, where we were, someone could walk in at any moment. In fact it was only a matter of time until someone did.
But I just couldn’t stop myself.
Sixteen
Honor
He quickly tore his v-neck t-shirt off to expose his chest: tattoos and muscle in perfect proportion stood before me and I paused for a moment to take it all in. He seemed to be taking me in, as well.
Then, he changed the pace and slowly approached me, running his fingers along the hem of my tank top. I felt shivers of pleasure roll over every inch of my body. Suddenly forgetting to wear a bra or panties was the furthest thing from my mind.
There was something about this stranger that was familiar on such a deep level—I wanted to bare myself to him. I felt my body surrendering to him as I inhaled a little and licked my lips a bit.
He seemed to know what my body wanted and teased my collarbone with his tongue and lips while gently running his fingers along the tops of my thighs… getting closer and closer to the frayed parts of my jean shorts.
The little shivers of pleasure continued to build and I wanted
him to tease me until the end of time just as much as I wanted him to rip off my clothes and consume me entirely. He seemed to feel the same way. I remained seated on the desk but inched my hips just a little closer to him.
Seventeen
Axel
I wanted to devour every inch of her just as much as I wanted to savor every last smell, taste and sensation. She was perfect and I really did want to take my time but I just couldn’t take it anymore. I lifted her white tank top up and over her head and tossed it to the side exposing perfectly round breasts. I so badly wanted to touch and lick them… but I needed to tease myself, too.
I went back to her collarbone and nibbled on it ever so softly—I felt myself becoming harder than I imagined possible—I felt her breathing get faster and faster too and I didn’t know how much longer I could take it. She smelled so sweet and wild, all at the same time. It was intoxicating.
I finally surrendered and plunged my mouth over a perfect breast while I softly teased the other one, I heard her moan in pleasure and it made me even harder. I can’t hold off much longer, I thought. I didn’t know if she was surrendering to me, or I was surrendering to her, I didn’t care. I just needed her.
With my mouth and tongue and lips still exploring her breasts I felt my way to the button of her jean shorts and practically ripped them right off her—she wasn’t even wearing panties it was so insanely hot.
There she was, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She sat in front of me on that desk, poised, perfect, and wearing nothing but a beaded anklet and white Converse. I wanted to dive into her.
Eighteen
Honor