Original Stories Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction ❯ An English Summer ❯ Chapter Eight ( Chapter 8 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
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Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.11.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.1K | Visits: 184 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.11.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.1K | Visits: 184 | Status: Completed
After school, Danny went home first. She changed out of her uniform and walked to her sister's room. Shaking hands went to her sister’s lingerie. Lace and silk coated her fingers and she wasn't sure what to pick. Her cell phone rang, Jessy waited eagerly on the other line as he bit his fingernails. Danny picked up the phone and answered.
"Hi! Danny...I don't know if you remember me...but I'm the guy your sister forced into taking you out that one night." He sighed and shook his head. "That sounds awful...but uh...I was wondering if I could ask a favor of you."
"Jessy? Um...sure...I suppose," she said as she looked at her sister’s lacy black bra.
"Something sort of happened today and some guys think I'm well...gay," he said softly. "I was wondering if I could take you out on a date tomorrow. You know, a real one to make up for our crappy last date."
"Um..." She looked in the mirror. "Alright." It wasn't like her and Ryan were going anywhere anyways. She mind as well pretend to be Jessy's girlfriend.
"Really!? Thanks! So um...what are you up to?"
"I really can't talk right now. I'm already late for something. I'll see you tomorrow ok?"
"Oh...sure. Okay." He said goodbye and hung up, sighing in relief.
Danny turned back to the lingerie. Finally she picked out something simple and put it on. Going back to her room, she put on a dress and slipped on some sandals. Her limo drove her to the boys dormitory and she hurried to Ryan's door. Biting her lip, she softly knocked on it. Was this a mistake? Last time she did this...sex was the worst thing that ever happened to her. It hurt and she had to have stitches for a few weeks.
Ryan opened up the door, his jaw dropping as he saw her. "You're...gorgeous," he said, stepping aside to show her inside. He honestly didn't expect her to come, but he'd set the mood anyways. She deserved something special, so his room was dimmed and candles were lit. His sheets were changed to a shimmering dark red, and there was a special smell to the room. He'd done this before, but never just because he wanted to.
She set her purse down and ran her hand over the bed nervously. "Thank you," she whispered.
He nodded. Going up behind her, he slowly ran his hands over her body, trailing kisses over her neck as his hands wrapped gently around her stomach. She closed her eyes and stiffened. Her hands fisted her dress. She was so nervous.
He smiled against her neck. "There are some rules," he whispered as his breath rolled over her. "First if you want to stop, you have to tell me. I'm not a mind reader. I'll stop if you want me to. Second, is that normally I use protection...but seeing as how...well.... I'll leave it up to you whether you still want me to wear a rubber. Third..." He kissed her neck, his hands slowly rubbing her stomach to calm her. "You have to be naked for this to work."
"R-right..." she stuttered. Slowly, she slipped the dress straps off her shoulders. Her hands shook the whole time.
He slid his hands up over her body, skipping over her breasts and sliding his hands in hers. Kissing her bare shoulders, he slowly ran his tongue over her flesh before turning her in his arms. His eyes met hers, and he began to nibble and kiss her flesh. This was a lot different from her first time. This was...sweeter...more intimate. Because of that, she wasn't so stiff. She closed her eyes again as she slowly moved her dress down as it piled up at her waist. He felt her bare flesh against him. He began to kiss her exposed flesh, his eyes on her face as he kissed the top of her breasts, his hands sliding up, tracing her spine before unclasping her bra.
Her hands quickly came over her bra. "Please...be gentle...with me..."
He smiled, his lips grazing hers. "Of course," he whispered, his hands sliding over and letting her bra drop to the ground, exposing her breasts to him. He let his hands trace around her waist before he took her breasts and lightly cupped them to fill their weight, his thumbs teasing her nipples
She shifted. What was he doing? Why was he touching them like that? She bit her lip. It...felt nice. He massaged her breasts slowly and gently at first, just teasing her nipples with her thumbs. Ever so slowly, he began to kiss the tops of her breasts, kissing lower and lower, until he let his tongue flick over her erect nipple. Her lips parted. She shook lightly. That felt...really good. His lips curved as he watched her face. His lips wrapped around her breast, sucking on her hardened nipple while his tongue ran over it. If she wanted to be with him, he was going to take his time. He was going to tease every inch of her, to show her the pleasures that her body could have. She closed her eyes once more and bit her lip as her hands went to his shoulders.
He sucked harder and faster, his free hand sliding her dress all the way down to her ankles, where he urged her to step out of it. His other hand massaged her breast, gently tweaking and pinching her nipple. She slipped her sandals off and moved closer to him as they sat on the bed. She wanted his arms around her. I mean, that’s why she was doing this.
As she guided him to sit down, he moved his lips from her breast so that he could take in her form. Without her clothes on it was easy to tell the baby bump. He looked between her legs, noticing how wet her panties were. Patting his lap, he smiled. "Move closer."
"Um...alright...." she whispered and did as he asked.
As she sat onlap, he wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. Laying back on the bed, he pulled her with him, letting her lay on top of him while he showered her in kisses. She shifted on him, trying not to apply to much pressure on her stomach. She couldn't help but make soft noises as his lips washed over her. She loved that at that moment, she was his and he was hers. Even if it was only one moment, even if she knew that the moment would never happen again, it was the absolute best moment of her entire life. His eyes stared at her face. Slowly he brought her hands to his shirt, and let her begin to unbutton it for him so that she could feel his flesh against hers. No matter how hard she tried, her hands wouldn't stop shaking. Each button was coming off slowly, but she was doing her best.
He didn't help her. He wanted her to do this by herself so that she could prove to herself that she could indeed do it. Finally, after what seemed like forever, she got the last button undone. She slipped the shirt off his shoulders then slowly laid her chest on his. He smelt nice and he felt even better. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling her breasts rubbing and pressing against him. He let her lay there against him, tracing the outline of his flesh. This wasn't how he spent most of his 'romantic' evenings, but it was a nice change of pace. If she never did anything else with him, she would be happy. She could spend the rest of her life just like this. He watched as she closed her eyes and her breathing start to slow. She was starting to fall asleep. It seemed that she didn't get much sleep last night. He smiled, gently rubbing her face while trailing feather light kisses over her to help her get comfortable. She tried to fight it, she tried to keep herself awake, but in the end, she was asleep on his chest. He stroked her back, tracing her small body. He smiled as he grabbed her ass, feeling how plump and firm it was. He would have given anything to have slipped into her...but now wasn't the time. He had no plan of ever going that far, though he didn't think the night would end like this.
It was hours before Danny woke. The smell of food being cooked woke her. She shifted under the covers and slowly sat up, the silk sheets falling around her. She stretched and yawned while trying to remember where she was.
"You're beautiful when you're sleeping and when you're awake," Ryan said with a smile. He was just wearing some night pants as he walked around from his small kitchen area. He held out one of his button up shirts for her. "This might be more comfortable than your dress."
Quickly she took it and covered herself. Turning her back to him with a bright blush she slipped the shirt on. "I...missed it..."
He smirked, his fingers dancing on her shoulder over her neck. "It's okay. I particularly enjoyed watching you sleep. I got to spend intimate time playing with your stomach."
She slowly did the buttons on the shirt and turned to him. "I'm sorry...we can try again if you want."
"You could always just spend the night."
She blushed. "Oh...can...I sleep with you?"
He nodded. "If you want to." If she was only going to get one night, then she was going to make the most of it. He reached out and took her hand. "Hungry?"
"Yes, actually..."
He pulled her to her feet. Smirking, he wrapped an arm around her, kissing her cheeks and then her lips. "Good, because I cooked something. Probably not what you're use to, but it's all I had."
Her fingers went to her lips. He was so casually kissing her now. Maybe it was because tonight was special. He went to his kitchen area and pulled out two hamburgers with fries. Grabbing a bottle of water and a soda, he offered her the food with a smile.
She took it and sat down. "That's really cool that you know how to cook. I don't even know how to work an oven."
He chuckled at that. "Really? I thought all girls knew how to cook." He shrugged as he sat down beside her, dipping a fry in ketchup. "I'm not a chef or anything. Just know how to cook the basics. I'd starve if I didn't."
"In my house, Gabby and I are only to be served, not to do the serving...my father is pretty strict on us knowing our place and the servants knowing theirs."
"And what exactly is your place?"
"To be seen and not heard. To dress my best and to do my best. Sit up straight. You know, things like that."
"That sounds...well...boring."
She laughed. "That's why Gabby acts out so much."
"I guess I can understand that. I would hate to be in that position, but that's what most rich women get. A life of servitude."
"Yeah...before I got pregnant...I was engaged. I never met the man, but I was to be married to him so my father and his father could have a good merge in companies."
He looked at her with a frown. "I don't mean this the wrong way...but...your pregnancy almost sounds like a good thing. Most arranged marriages don't work out so well for the wife."
"Well, it wasn't the pregnancy that ruined everything. It was the fact that I was no longer a virgin...my fiancé said I wasn't good enough anymore and I had to give the ring back." She pushed at her food. "No one knows I got pregnant. The press thinks I'm at a rape recovery camp."
"Rape doesn't count as far as I'm concerned you're still a virgin. Just a cute, pregnant, virgin."
She smiled. "Yeah, Gabby said it doesn't count either."
"But...if you gave yourself to me...it would."
"I know," she nodded.
He smiled at that. "You're crazy. You do realize that, right?"
She shifted. "Why...do you say that?"
"Because, you would want to give someone like me one of the most precious things a girl has. A gift that once given...you can't take back."
"It's mine to give. And...I want to give it to you because I care about you...because...I want to be with you..."
His eyes met hers. Slowly he looked back at his food as he nodded. "Okay," he said softly. "Then it is a gift that I will humbly take." She put her plate down, most of the food gone. Wiping his hands on a napkin, he stood and walked over to her. His hands slid over her shoulders as he kissed the nape of her neck. "Let's go to bed."
She laid back on the bed and started undoing the shirt he gave her. He watched as she started to undo her shirt. She seemed calmer now, which made him happy. He crawled over her, his hands sliding up her thighs, gently teasing her flesh as he watched her expose her flesh. Her eyes locked on his, her breathing heavy again. This time, she wouldn't fall asleep. And this time...it was really going to happen. He pushed the shirt off of her, exposing her breasts. Leaning down, he kissed her chest, his lips wrapping around her breast to suck on them. His hands slid up, tracing the outline of her panties before slipping a hand between her legs and cupping her. She stiffened, trying hard not to think of her science teacher's hands on her. Her hands fisted on the sides of her head and she bit her lip.
He flicked his tongue over her nipple, his fingers pressing against her rubbing her slowly. She arched her back and parted her lips. A blush spread across her cheeks as his fingers touched her in places she had never touched herself before. He smiled against her. Pushing her panties aside, he ran a finger along her wet lips before sliding it inside her.
Her eyes shot opened. "Please...look at me..." She needed to know it was him. She needed to know that this was her Ryan and not someone else taking advantage of her.
He shifted, kissing up her chest until his eyes met hers. "Better?"
"Yes..." she whispered.
He nodded and pressed his lips to hers before slowly curling his finger inside of her as he moved it back and forth. She shifted under him. Her hands fisted tighter. Never before had she felt something like this. Her body arched again. He continued to pump into her, another finger slowly sliding against her before pushing inside of her. Soon both fingers were pumping and curling, his finger pressing against her clit.
She broke the kiss to pant and whimper. "Please, stop. Something's happening."
He smiled at her. "You're about to have an orgasm," he said as he rubbed her clit, a third finger pressing against her.
She shook under him before cumming. She cried out and threw her head back. He felt her juices fill his hand. His eyes took in every inch of her face as it contorted into waves of pleasure. Slowly he slipped his hand out of her. He stared at the cum which dripped from it. She panted lightly under him with a flushed face. She didn't know what to say. Was she suppose to thank him? Maybe ask him for more?
He watched her. Bringing his wet fingers to his lips he began to suck and lick them. "You taste better than I thought you would."
She blushed. "I...don't think you should...do that..."
"And why not?"
"It...you know...came out of me..."
He smirked at that. "That's what makes it better. A lot of people like tasting their partners cum."
She blushed brighter. Partner? She wished she was more.
He held out his finger to her. "Would you like to taste?"
She shook her head quickly. "No."
"Okay." He sucked his last finger and kissed her neck. "Do you want to cum again?"
She again shook her head. "I want...to do it."
He nodded against her. His hands slid down her body to her panties, slowly he began to slide them down her legs, revealing her innocent pussy to him. She closed her eyes for a second to get the courage she needed. Slowly they opened again and she watched his face. His eyes stayed fixed on hers as he kissed the valley between her breasts. He kissed her stomach. Then he kissed the top of her mound, her hairs tickling his lips. Next, he kissed her wet lips, his tongue flicking over it.
"Don't!"
His eyes shot up to her. "What?"
She blushed. "That's...not sex."
He smiled and kissed her pussy again. "I know. I just wanted a taste." He crawled back up to her so their eyes were locked. His hands went to his pants as he pulled them off. His cock was freed and instantly fell against her stomach.
She looked at it then looked away, trying not to stare.
"Touch it if you want. Stare. Examine. I don't mind. Knowing what it is might help you to relax."
"No, it's ok..."
He shook his head. "At least touch it. I don't want-" He stopped. He didn't want her to freak out and have flashbacks about the rape when he was inside her.
She took a deep breath. Her eyes slowly trailed to his cock and she looked it over. Her shaking hand went to it and lightly touched it. He licked his lips as she touched it. He tried to hold still so that she'd feel more comfortable. It was hard. He wanted her to grasp it and stroke it. Her fingers stroked it lightly, tracing the lines of it and the vines. Slowly she pulled back and looked at him.
"You ready?" She nodded. "It's going to hurt a little bit," he warned. He spread her legs, pushing them apart so that he could fall in between them. Kissing her stomach, he let his cock rub against her before gently pushing the tip of his cock into her. As his cock filled her, he leaned down and kissed her, lettings his lips and tongue wash over her.
She stiffened more as he pushed in. A soft whimper escaped her as the pain set in. It wasn't as bad as her first time and he was going a lot slower than her teacher. He continued to wash his lips over her, working himself about halfway into her before stopping. He pulled back to nuzzle her neck and let her stretch and calm down. Her body slowly relaxed under him and slowly she moved her hands to his shoulders. As he felt her walls loosen around him he kissed her jaw and neck. His hands traveled down her body as he began to push and pump into her.
Her breathing once again picked up and she moved her arms around him. This was what she wanted right? To be one of those girls he momentarily cared about? To be treated like she was special to him?
Ryan smiled as he watched her face. Her breasts bounced with each thrust. He thought it was cute how she looked. His fingers rubbed against her clit, working it with his thrusts. Her hands fisted on his back and she opened her eyes to look at him. This was so much better than her first time. It felt like he really wanted her there. Like he really wanted her and only her. His lips teased her nipples, his eyes transfixed on her face. She was loving this. She was loving everything about this. She was loving...him.
With his fingers working her clit, she could feel herself getting close. "It's...going to happen again..." she whispered with a blush.
"Good." He kissed and sucked on her neck. "It's going to fill even better with me inside you." He hesitated as his eyes met hers. "Do you want me to cum inside you or...pull out?"
"Um...it doesn't matter..."
He smiled. "If you say so." With a mischievous grin, he leaned down and lightly teethed her nipple.
Her body tensed and shook again and she once more cried out. Her walls hugged him tightly as she panted and arched her back. As soon as her walls hugged him, he pushed against her, sliding slightly deeper. He closed his eyes and bit his lip as his cock throbbed and his cum pumped into her. She winced lightly but the pain passed as his cum warmed her walls. She felt it pour into her and she relaxed under him.
He relaxed as he laid down on top of her. He gently caressed her flesh as he trailed kisses to her lips. "How was your first time?" He smiled as he lazily massaged her mouth.
"Better...than I thought."
"Did you think that I'd be terrible?"
"No...I thought it would...be horrible...like the first time..."
His eyes met hers and he nodded. "I'm glad that I was able to make it more pleasurable for you."
"Thank you," she whispered. There was a slight sadness to it. Tomorrow...none of this would matter to him. Tomorrow, she would just be another girl on his list. Another girl that gave into him. Another girl that meant nothing.
He nodded. Slowly he slid out of her and slid to her side. Wrapping an arm around her, he pulled her close while pulling the covers over them. His free hand went to her stomach and stroked it gently. Kissing her forehead, he leaned his head against hers.
Danny woke before him in the morning. She sat up and dressed quietly. He slept soundly as she grabbed the shirt she had worn of his then slipped out. Quickly she called her limo and headed home to get ready for school.
As soon as she got to school Jessy met her with a smile. "Morning," he said. His eyes took her in with a knowing smile as she walked a little bowlegged. "Fun night last night?"
She blushed. "Please...I don't want to talk about it. When should I be ready tonight? I assume we are going somewhere a lot of people will be."
He nodded quickly. "There's a dance tonight. I figured we could go to that." He let his hand slip in with hers as he leaned forward and hesitantly kissed her cheek. "Your boyfriend isn't going to kick my ass is he?"
"I don't have one," she said softly. "So I'm all yours until you get someone else."
He blushed. "Really? I mean...you could uh...be...my cover?"
She nodded. "Yes," she smiled. "Plus, you'll get a lot of points for not caring that your girlfriend is carrying some other guy’s baby."
"Yeah, I guess I will." He bit his lip as they walked inside hand in hand. "So...I take it the lucky guy was Ryan?"
"I said I don't want to talk about it.”
"Okay, then what would you like to talk about?"
"You still haven't told me what time you are picking me up."
"Oh! Right. Five okay?"
"Sure. Should I wear something nice or casual?"
"Nice please. I'd...kinda like the guys to stare at you. But n-nothing that would make you uncomfortable. Just enough for the guys to know I'm with a girl...and not a guy...."
She nodded. "They won't be staring much since I'm pregnant...I wish Gabby were here. She would be perfect for your cover."
"I'd rather not get yelled and hit every five minutes..."
She laughed. "Yes, I suppose. But she would really make it seem like you guys were having sex." She looked at him with a soft smile. "Walk me to class?"
He nodded. "I wanted to...thank you for this. It's bad enough my dad sent me here because of...what I am. I don't want everyone else to know."
"I know how you feel...if I could hide it...I would."
He smiled at that. "If you ever need someone to talk to like a...girlfriend or something..." He blushed as they got to the door. "You have my number."
"Yeah. Sit with me at lunch. I'll start bringing a lunch for two to make it seem like I make you lunch."
"Okay." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "See you later."
Ryan stood in the hallway, his jaw slightly ajar and his face a mask of confusion.
She smiled and nodded. Hesitantly, she leaned in and kissed Jessy’s cheek as well.
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"Hi! Danny...I don't know if you remember me...but I'm the guy your sister forced into taking you out that one night." He sighed and shook his head. "That sounds awful...but uh...I was wondering if I could ask a favor of you."
"Jessy? Um...sure...I suppose," she said as she looked at her sister’s lacy black bra.
"Something sort of happened today and some guys think I'm well...gay," he said softly. "I was wondering if I could take you out on a date tomorrow. You know, a real one to make up for our crappy last date."
"Um..." She looked in the mirror. "Alright." It wasn't like her and Ryan were going anywhere anyways. She mind as well pretend to be Jessy's girlfriend.
"Really!? Thanks! So um...what are you up to?"
"I really can't talk right now. I'm already late for something. I'll see you tomorrow ok?"
"Oh...sure. Okay." He said goodbye and hung up, sighing in relief.
Danny turned back to the lingerie. Finally she picked out something simple and put it on. Going back to her room, she put on a dress and slipped on some sandals. Her limo drove her to the boys dormitory and she hurried to Ryan's door. Biting her lip, she softly knocked on it. Was this a mistake? Last time she did this...sex was the worst thing that ever happened to her. It hurt and she had to have stitches for a few weeks.
Ryan opened up the door, his jaw dropping as he saw her. "You're...gorgeous," he said, stepping aside to show her inside. He honestly didn't expect her to come, but he'd set the mood anyways. She deserved something special, so his room was dimmed and candles were lit. His sheets were changed to a shimmering dark red, and there was a special smell to the room. He'd done this before, but never just because he wanted to.
She set her purse down and ran her hand over the bed nervously. "Thank you," she whispered.
He nodded. Going up behind her, he slowly ran his hands over her body, trailing kisses over her neck as his hands wrapped gently around her stomach. She closed her eyes and stiffened. Her hands fisted her dress. She was so nervous.
He smiled against her neck. "There are some rules," he whispered as his breath rolled over her. "First if you want to stop, you have to tell me. I'm not a mind reader. I'll stop if you want me to. Second, is that normally I use protection...but seeing as how...well.... I'll leave it up to you whether you still want me to wear a rubber. Third..." He kissed her neck, his hands slowly rubbing her stomach to calm her. "You have to be naked for this to work."
"R-right..." she stuttered. Slowly, she slipped the dress straps off her shoulders. Her hands shook the whole time.
He slid his hands up over her body, skipping over her breasts and sliding his hands in hers. Kissing her bare shoulders, he slowly ran his tongue over her flesh before turning her in his arms. His eyes met hers, and he began to nibble and kiss her flesh. This was a lot different from her first time. This was...sweeter...more intimate. Because of that, she wasn't so stiff. She closed her eyes again as she slowly moved her dress down as it piled up at her waist. He felt her bare flesh against him. He began to kiss her exposed flesh, his eyes on her face as he kissed the top of her breasts, his hands sliding up, tracing her spine before unclasping her bra.
Her hands quickly came over her bra. "Please...be gentle...with me..."
He smiled, his lips grazing hers. "Of course," he whispered, his hands sliding over and letting her bra drop to the ground, exposing her breasts to him. He let his hands trace around her waist before he took her breasts and lightly cupped them to fill their weight, his thumbs teasing her nipples
She shifted. What was he doing? Why was he touching them like that? She bit her lip. It...felt nice. He massaged her breasts slowly and gently at first, just teasing her nipples with her thumbs. Ever so slowly, he began to kiss the tops of her breasts, kissing lower and lower, until he let his tongue flick over her erect nipple. Her lips parted. She shook lightly. That felt...really good. His lips curved as he watched her face. His lips wrapped around her breast, sucking on her hardened nipple while his tongue ran over it. If she wanted to be with him, he was going to take his time. He was going to tease every inch of her, to show her the pleasures that her body could have. She closed her eyes once more and bit her lip as her hands went to his shoulders.
He sucked harder and faster, his free hand sliding her dress all the way down to her ankles, where he urged her to step out of it. His other hand massaged her breast, gently tweaking and pinching her nipple. She slipped her sandals off and moved closer to him as they sat on the bed. She wanted his arms around her. I mean, that’s why she was doing this.
As she guided him to sit down, he moved his lips from her breast so that he could take in her form. Without her clothes on it was easy to tell the baby bump. He looked between her legs, noticing how wet her panties were. Patting his lap, he smiled. "Move closer."
"Um...alright...." she whispered and did as he asked.
As she sat onlap, he wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. Laying back on the bed, he pulled her with him, letting her lay on top of him while he showered her in kisses. She shifted on him, trying not to apply to much pressure on her stomach. She couldn't help but make soft noises as his lips washed over her. She loved that at that moment, she was his and he was hers. Even if it was only one moment, even if she knew that the moment would never happen again, it was the absolute best moment of her entire life. His eyes stared at her face. Slowly he brought her hands to his shirt, and let her begin to unbutton it for him so that she could feel his flesh against hers. No matter how hard she tried, her hands wouldn't stop shaking. Each button was coming off slowly, but she was doing her best.
He didn't help her. He wanted her to do this by herself so that she could prove to herself that she could indeed do it. Finally, after what seemed like forever, she got the last button undone. She slipped the shirt off his shoulders then slowly laid her chest on his. He smelt nice and he felt even better. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling her breasts rubbing and pressing against him. He let her lay there against him, tracing the outline of his flesh. This wasn't how he spent most of his 'romantic' evenings, but it was a nice change of pace. If she never did anything else with him, she would be happy. She could spend the rest of her life just like this. He watched as she closed her eyes and her breathing start to slow. She was starting to fall asleep. It seemed that she didn't get much sleep last night. He smiled, gently rubbing her face while trailing feather light kisses over her to help her get comfortable. She tried to fight it, she tried to keep herself awake, but in the end, she was asleep on his chest. He stroked her back, tracing her small body. He smiled as he grabbed her ass, feeling how plump and firm it was. He would have given anything to have slipped into her...but now wasn't the time. He had no plan of ever going that far, though he didn't think the night would end like this.
It was hours before Danny woke. The smell of food being cooked woke her. She shifted under the covers and slowly sat up, the silk sheets falling around her. She stretched and yawned while trying to remember where she was.
"You're beautiful when you're sleeping and when you're awake," Ryan said with a smile. He was just wearing some night pants as he walked around from his small kitchen area. He held out one of his button up shirts for her. "This might be more comfortable than your dress."
Quickly she took it and covered herself. Turning her back to him with a bright blush she slipped the shirt on. "I...missed it..."
He smirked, his fingers dancing on her shoulder over her neck. "It's okay. I particularly enjoyed watching you sleep. I got to spend intimate time playing with your stomach."
She slowly did the buttons on the shirt and turned to him. "I'm sorry...we can try again if you want."
"You could always just spend the night."
She blushed. "Oh...can...I sleep with you?"
He nodded. "If you want to." If she was only going to get one night, then she was going to make the most of it. He reached out and took her hand. "Hungry?"
"Yes, actually..."
He pulled her to her feet. Smirking, he wrapped an arm around her, kissing her cheeks and then her lips. "Good, because I cooked something. Probably not what you're use to, but it's all I had."
Her fingers went to her lips. He was so casually kissing her now. Maybe it was because tonight was special. He went to his kitchen area and pulled out two hamburgers with fries. Grabbing a bottle of water and a soda, he offered her the food with a smile.
She took it and sat down. "That's really cool that you know how to cook. I don't even know how to work an oven."
He chuckled at that. "Really? I thought all girls knew how to cook." He shrugged as he sat down beside her, dipping a fry in ketchup. "I'm not a chef or anything. Just know how to cook the basics. I'd starve if I didn't."
"In my house, Gabby and I are only to be served, not to do the serving...my father is pretty strict on us knowing our place and the servants knowing theirs."
"And what exactly is your place?"
"To be seen and not heard. To dress my best and to do my best. Sit up straight. You know, things like that."
"That sounds...well...boring."
She laughed. "That's why Gabby acts out so much."
"I guess I can understand that. I would hate to be in that position, but that's what most rich women get. A life of servitude."
"Yeah...before I got pregnant...I was engaged. I never met the man, but I was to be married to him so my father and his father could have a good merge in companies."
He looked at her with a frown. "I don't mean this the wrong way...but...your pregnancy almost sounds like a good thing. Most arranged marriages don't work out so well for the wife."
"Well, it wasn't the pregnancy that ruined everything. It was the fact that I was no longer a virgin...my fiancé said I wasn't good enough anymore and I had to give the ring back." She pushed at her food. "No one knows I got pregnant. The press thinks I'm at a rape recovery camp."
"Rape doesn't count as far as I'm concerned you're still a virgin. Just a cute, pregnant, virgin."
She smiled. "Yeah, Gabby said it doesn't count either."
"But...if you gave yourself to me...it would."
"I know," she nodded.
He smiled at that. "You're crazy. You do realize that, right?"
She shifted. "Why...do you say that?"
"Because, you would want to give someone like me one of the most precious things a girl has. A gift that once given...you can't take back."
"It's mine to give. And...I want to give it to you because I care about you...because...I want to be with you..."
His eyes met hers. Slowly he looked back at his food as he nodded. "Okay," he said softly. "Then it is a gift that I will humbly take." She put her plate down, most of the food gone. Wiping his hands on a napkin, he stood and walked over to her. His hands slid over her shoulders as he kissed the nape of her neck. "Let's go to bed."
She laid back on the bed and started undoing the shirt he gave her. He watched as she started to undo her shirt. She seemed calmer now, which made him happy. He crawled over her, his hands sliding up her thighs, gently teasing her flesh as he watched her expose her flesh. Her eyes locked on his, her breathing heavy again. This time, she wouldn't fall asleep. And this time...it was really going to happen. He pushed the shirt off of her, exposing her breasts. Leaning down, he kissed her chest, his lips wrapping around her breast to suck on them. His hands slid up, tracing the outline of her panties before slipping a hand between her legs and cupping her. She stiffened, trying hard not to think of her science teacher's hands on her. Her hands fisted on the sides of her head and she bit her lip.
He flicked his tongue over her nipple, his fingers pressing against her rubbing her slowly. She arched her back and parted her lips. A blush spread across her cheeks as his fingers touched her in places she had never touched herself before. He smiled against her. Pushing her panties aside, he ran a finger along her wet lips before sliding it inside her.
Her eyes shot opened. "Please...look at me..." She needed to know it was him. She needed to know that this was her Ryan and not someone else taking advantage of her.
He shifted, kissing up her chest until his eyes met hers. "Better?"
"Yes..." she whispered.
He nodded and pressed his lips to hers before slowly curling his finger inside of her as he moved it back and forth. She shifted under him. Her hands fisted tighter. Never before had she felt something like this. Her body arched again. He continued to pump into her, another finger slowly sliding against her before pushing inside of her. Soon both fingers were pumping and curling, his finger pressing against her clit.
She broke the kiss to pant and whimper. "Please, stop. Something's happening."
He smiled at her. "You're about to have an orgasm," he said as he rubbed her clit, a third finger pressing against her.
She shook under him before cumming. She cried out and threw her head back. He felt her juices fill his hand. His eyes took in every inch of her face as it contorted into waves of pleasure. Slowly he slipped his hand out of her. He stared at the cum which dripped from it. She panted lightly under him with a flushed face. She didn't know what to say. Was she suppose to thank him? Maybe ask him for more?
He watched her. Bringing his wet fingers to his lips he began to suck and lick them. "You taste better than I thought you would."
She blushed. "I...don't think you should...do that..."
"And why not?"
"It...you know...came out of me..."
He smirked at that. "That's what makes it better. A lot of people like tasting their partners cum."
She blushed brighter. Partner? She wished she was more.
He held out his finger to her. "Would you like to taste?"
She shook her head quickly. "No."
"Okay." He sucked his last finger and kissed her neck. "Do you want to cum again?"
She again shook her head. "I want...to do it."
He nodded against her. His hands slid down her body to her panties, slowly he began to slide them down her legs, revealing her innocent pussy to him. She closed her eyes for a second to get the courage she needed. Slowly they opened again and she watched his face. His eyes stayed fixed on hers as he kissed the valley between her breasts. He kissed her stomach. Then he kissed the top of her mound, her hairs tickling his lips. Next, he kissed her wet lips, his tongue flicking over it.
"Don't!"
His eyes shot up to her. "What?"
She blushed. "That's...not sex."
He smiled and kissed her pussy again. "I know. I just wanted a taste." He crawled back up to her so their eyes were locked. His hands went to his pants as he pulled them off. His cock was freed and instantly fell against her stomach.
She looked at it then looked away, trying not to stare.
"Touch it if you want. Stare. Examine. I don't mind. Knowing what it is might help you to relax."
"No, it's ok..."
He shook his head. "At least touch it. I don't want-" He stopped. He didn't want her to freak out and have flashbacks about the rape when he was inside her.
She took a deep breath. Her eyes slowly trailed to his cock and she looked it over. Her shaking hand went to it and lightly touched it. He licked his lips as she touched it. He tried to hold still so that she'd feel more comfortable. It was hard. He wanted her to grasp it and stroke it. Her fingers stroked it lightly, tracing the lines of it and the vines. Slowly she pulled back and looked at him.
"You ready?" She nodded. "It's going to hurt a little bit," he warned. He spread her legs, pushing them apart so that he could fall in between them. Kissing her stomach, he let his cock rub against her before gently pushing the tip of his cock into her. As his cock filled her, he leaned down and kissed her, lettings his lips and tongue wash over her.
She stiffened more as he pushed in. A soft whimper escaped her as the pain set in. It wasn't as bad as her first time and he was going a lot slower than her teacher. He continued to wash his lips over her, working himself about halfway into her before stopping. He pulled back to nuzzle her neck and let her stretch and calm down. Her body slowly relaxed under him and slowly she moved her hands to his shoulders. As he felt her walls loosen around him he kissed her jaw and neck. His hands traveled down her body as he began to push and pump into her.
Her breathing once again picked up and she moved her arms around him. This was what she wanted right? To be one of those girls he momentarily cared about? To be treated like she was special to him?
Ryan smiled as he watched her face. Her breasts bounced with each thrust. He thought it was cute how she looked. His fingers rubbed against her clit, working it with his thrusts. Her hands fisted on his back and she opened her eyes to look at him. This was so much better than her first time. It felt like he really wanted her there. Like he really wanted her and only her. His lips teased her nipples, his eyes transfixed on her face. She was loving this. She was loving everything about this. She was loving...him.
With his fingers working her clit, she could feel herself getting close. "It's...going to happen again..." she whispered with a blush.
"Good." He kissed and sucked on her neck. "It's going to fill even better with me inside you." He hesitated as his eyes met hers. "Do you want me to cum inside you or...pull out?"
"Um...it doesn't matter..."
He smiled. "If you say so." With a mischievous grin, he leaned down and lightly teethed her nipple.
Her body tensed and shook again and she once more cried out. Her walls hugged him tightly as she panted and arched her back. As soon as her walls hugged him, he pushed against her, sliding slightly deeper. He closed his eyes and bit his lip as his cock throbbed and his cum pumped into her. She winced lightly but the pain passed as his cum warmed her walls. She felt it pour into her and she relaxed under him.
He relaxed as he laid down on top of her. He gently caressed her flesh as he trailed kisses to her lips. "How was your first time?" He smiled as he lazily massaged her mouth.
"Better...than I thought."
"Did you think that I'd be terrible?"
"No...I thought it would...be horrible...like the first time..."
His eyes met hers and he nodded. "I'm glad that I was able to make it more pleasurable for you."
"Thank you," she whispered. There was a slight sadness to it. Tomorrow...none of this would matter to him. Tomorrow, she would just be another girl on his list. Another girl that gave into him. Another girl that meant nothing.
He nodded. Slowly he slid out of her and slid to her side. Wrapping an arm around her, he pulled her close while pulling the covers over them. His free hand went to her stomach and stroked it gently. Kissing her forehead, he leaned his head against hers.
Danny woke before him in the morning. She sat up and dressed quietly. He slept soundly as she grabbed the shirt she had worn of his then slipped out. Quickly she called her limo and headed home to get ready for school.
As soon as she got to school Jessy met her with a smile. "Morning," he said. His eyes took her in with a knowing smile as she walked a little bowlegged. "Fun night last night?"
She blushed. "Please...I don't want to talk about it. When should I be ready tonight? I assume we are going somewhere a lot of people will be."
He nodded quickly. "There's a dance tonight. I figured we could go to that." He let his hand slip in with hers as he leaned forward and hesitantly kissed her cheek. "Your boyfriend isn't going to kick my ass is he?"
"I don't have one," she said softly. "So I'm all yours until you get someone else."
He blushed. "Really? I mean...you could uh...be...my cover?"
She nodded. "Yes," she smiled. "Plus, you'll get a lot of points for not caring that your girlfriend is carrying some other guy’s baby."
"Yeah, I guess I will." He bit his lip as they walked inside hand in hand. "So...I take it the lucky guy was Ryan?"
"I said I don't want to talk about it.”
"Okay, then what would you like to talk about?"
"You still haven't told me what time you are picking me up."
"Oh! Right. Five okay?"
"Sure. Should I wear something nice or casual?"
"Nice please. I'd...kinda like the guys to stare at you. But n-nothing that would make you uncomfortable. Just enough for the guys to know I'm with a girl...and not a guy...."
She nodded. "They won't be staring much since I'm pregnant...I wish Gabby were here. She would be perfect for your cover."
"I'd rather not get yelled and hit every five minutes..."
She laughed. "Yes, I suppose. But she would really make it seem like you guys were having sex." She looked at him with a soft smile. "Walk me to class?"
He nodded. "I wanted to...thank you for this. It's bad enough my dad sent me here because of...what I am. I don't want everyone else to know."
"I know how you feel...if I could hide it...I would."
He smiled at that. "If you ever need someone to talk to like a...girlfriend or something..." He blushed as they got to the door. "You have my number."
"Yeah. Sit with me at lunch. I'll start bringing a lunch for two to make it seem like I make you lunch."
"Okay." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "See you later."
Ryan stood in the hallway, his jaw slightly ajar and his face a mask of confusion.
She smiled and nodded. Hesitantly, she leaned in and kissed Jessy’s cheek as well.
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