Mr. D - Black Mountain Academy

I didn’t blame her one bit for the pout because it was definitely how I was feeling as well. We had an amazing weekend. Spending time with Corrine filled me with a happiness and a level of contentment I hadn’t felt in a very long time. We were doing all the activities I loved, but it was fun seeing them for the first time through her eyes. She had lived such a sheltered life from all the normal things in a day-to-day existence, and I loved being the one to introduce them to her. I wished the weekend didn’t have to come to an end.

Corrine snuggled more deeply into my arms. I hadn’t let her out of my sight all weekend and doing so today was going to suck.

“We should get breakfast going before we’re late,” I suggested, trying to force both of us out of bed.

The truth was that I liked her right there in my arms. Her body warm, melting as I thought of all the sex we had shared over such a short but passion-filled weekend. Lots of slow, lingering kisses, mixed with passionate gasps and pleas for more. The woman drove me insane with her touches. I was far from inexperienced, but this girl knew how to light up my body like no one else.

“I’m not hungry,” she said. “Let’s just stay here.”

“I thought for sure we worked up an appetite. Is it time for another round?” I suggested. “A quickie before our showers?”

She laughed. “I’m not sure I can. I think you’ve truly worn me out.”

“Then breakfast it is.”

She raised her head to look at me. “You really are going to make us both go to school aren’t you.”

“You better listen to the principal… or else.”

“Yes, sir. Whatever you say, sir.”

“Exactly,” I said and chuckled.

She sighed and collapsed against my chest once more. “I don’t want to face reality.”

“We have no choice. Playtime is over. Responsibility is calling.” I freed myself from her embrace and stood naked at the side of the bed. “Don’t make me have to discipline you like the naughty girl you are.”

Corrine laughed. “Promises, promises.”

I bent down and kissed the tip of her nose. “Promise me you won’t move. I have something I want to give you.”

She rolled onto her stomach, propped herself up on her arms, and smiled up at me. “Trying to bribe me so I’ll go to school and be a good girl?”

“Got to do what I got to do all in the name of education.” I smiled. “Stay right there. I’ll be right back.”

I kissed her in that slow, sweet way that always made her release a tiny mewl.

I came back in an instant with a simply wrapped gift in my hands.

I sat it on the bed in front of her. “Open it.”

She looked at the box with surprise. Looking up to my face, she searched my eyes for some hint as to what was inside.

“Open it,” I urged.

She slowly removed the wrapping paper. She lifted the lid and smiled. “What’s this?”

“You’ll see.”

She dug through the tissue paper, finally finding a silver key. She gasped. “Is this a key to...”

I pressed a fingertip to her lips. “To my place. I want you to feel like you can always come here whenever you want. I don’t want you to ever be afraid. And if your house makes you scared, then I want you to always feel you have a safe haven to run to. Whether I’m here or not, this is now your safe place.”

She held the key in her palm and stared with tears in her eyes. She nodded. “Are you sure?”

“It’s important for me to know you are safe. It’s also just as important for me to know you feel that way. So, yes. I’m sure.”

She tugged me down onto the bed. Forgetting about our time limit and being late for school, she kissed me with the same passion that exploded from within my heart.

Corrine looked back down at the key and held it to her chest. “You’ve made me feel like the most special woman in the world.”

I kissed her hand. “You are. And it’s long overdue for someone to make you feel that way.”

I reached for her, dragging her nude body into my arms, holding her with all my strength. She raised her face, waiting as I lowered my head, my lips coming down on hers for a long, ravenous kiss. A kiss that made time stop. She cuddled into my arms, taking a deep breath of my scent.

But it was time to face the outside.

“Shower time,” I said, reaching around and swatting her ass.

“Fine,” she said as she put her hands on her hips, “but only if you promise to make me those tamales you raved about tonight.”

I watched her walk to the bathroom completely naked, her brown hair cascading down her back. “It’s a date,” I called after her.