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  I almost responded until I remembered his command for silence. I bit down hard on my bottom lip as he slid another finger inside and probed me as deeply as he could.

  “I'm almost finished with my search.”

  I didn't understand what he meant until he pulled his fingers out of me and he drug his hand around my back. One of his hands pulled apart my cheeks and I felt the pad of his finger brush against my untouched hole.

  I couldn't help it, I jerked away instinctively. He growled and slapped my ass, the sound echoing through the foyer.

  “Stay still, girl,” he warned. “Stay still and let me in.”

  “But-”

  The smack on my bottom was so hard that I felt tears spring to my eyes. I bit down on my lip again and nodded, silently agreeing to let him to do what he wanted.

  “Good girl,” he commended as he pulled my hips further back to get a better angle. He spread my cheeks again and dipped a finger into my soaking wet pussy once more, lubing it up before coming back to touch my asshole.

  I cried out as his fingertip pushed past the tight ring of muscle. He kept pushing until he was buried to the knuckle then groaned into my ear, “And I thought your pussy was tight. Jesus.”

  After a moment of adjustment, the pain faded away into something more pleasurable than I expected. He didn't thrust his finger very much, there wasn't enough lubricant to do so, but I wondered how it would feel to have his finger slicked up and inside my ass while he fucked me from behind.

  The thought made me shiver and arch my back, pushing my ass out towards him. Brent chuckled darkly.

  “Oh, you like that, baby?” I nodded, keeping quiet like he told me to, and he continued, “Would you like to have something bigger in there?”

  “Oh god,” I choked out, unable to stop myself.

  “Tell me. Talk to me,” he whispered, finally breaking character.

  “Yes but... but not tonight. Please.”

  “Another time then.”

  Even though I could hear the slight disappointment in his tone, I felt hope blossom in my chest at his choice of words. ‘Another time’ meant he was thinking about doing this again. Maybe this was his answer after all. Maybe he did want me like I wanted him.

  He eased his finger from my ass and I whimpered, both at the uncomfortable feeling and the loss of his touch as he stepped back away from me.

  “Thanks for cooperating with me, miss.”

  “You're welcome?” I said questioningly, wondering if I was allowed to move away from the wall now or not. I didn't want to risk his ire, so I stayed where I was.

  It must have been the right move because after a few seconds of silence, he stepped forward and straightened me up, forcing my front flush against the wall while he pressed himself flush against my back.

  “My good girl,” he whispered before lightly planting a kiss right behind my ear.

  Even though he had me firmly trapped against the wall, I still was able to rock my hips backwards and rub my bare ass against the firm bulge hidden beneath his pants. He groaned into my ear and asked, “You want it?”

  “Always,” I breathed out.

  He pulled away and spun me around, then put a hand on top of my head. I furrowed my brows together, giving him a confused stare as he began to push my head down with one hand and work open his pants with the other.

  Oh!

  I went to my knees and waited, my self-consciousness rising as I fretted over how this was going to go. Would he direct me, telling me what to do? Or would he just expect me to know what to do? He knew that I had been a virgin but I wondered if he realized that I had never done this either.

  Brent shoved down his boxers just enough to let his cock spring free and I felt my mouth water at the sight of it. I hadn't had a chance to really look at it before, both of our times together having been in the darkness of the night and with him behind me.

  He wrapped his fist around the base and guided it to my lips. “Lick the head.”

  Directions, good. I can follow directions.

  I looked up at him, watching for his reaction as I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue, licking a long, wet stripe over the head. I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and savored the taste of his precum for a moment until he grabbed me by the hair with his free hand.

  “Do it again. Swirl your tongue around it.”

  I followed his instructions, licking the head of his cock like it was a lollipop or an ice cream cone. I felt myself getting wetter from the pleasured grunts he was letting out.

  “Suck the tip, baby.”

  I wrapped my lips around the bulbous head and sucked lightly, experimenting with the suction until I felt comfortable sucking harder. His hand pressed my head forward lightly, pushing my lips down a little further on his huge shaft. I took as much as I could in my mouth and caressed his velvety smooth length with my tongue.

  “Now just bob up and down on it,” he panted breathlessly. “Oh... Just like that, Zoe. That's it. Suck my cock, baby. Make me come.”

  I moaned from his dirty words and he jerked forward, his dick going too far into my throat and choking me slightly. I pulled off and alternated between coughing and clearing my throat until the choking sensation went away.

  When I glanced back up, Brent was staring down at me with blazing eyes.

  “Sorry,” he said, even though his face told a different story. “Are you alright?”

  “Yeah, I'm fine,” I said with a firm nod before I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft and started to stroke him lazily. “Can I try again?”

  The grin he gave me could only be described as ecstatic. “Please do.”

  I smiled shyly and leaned back in, taking the head and a few inches back into my mouth and bobbing up and down while using my fist to work the base of his cock at the same time.

  Judging by the way he spread his legs a little further apart and the sound of his shaky moan, I felt confident that I was doing something right. I put my other hand on his stomach, running my fingernails up and down his hard abs before flattening my palm and holding him back while I started to moan around his cock again.

  Like I expected, his hips bucked forward. Thankfully, my hand held him back just enough so I didn't wind up coughing like crazy again. I repeated it multiple times, moaning around him and holding him back, until his started to gently rock his hips forward repeatedly.

  “I'm gonna come,” he breathed out, his head tipping back towards the ceiling and giving me a gorgeous view of the long column of his throat and his Adam’s apple bobbing when I moaned and further hollowed my cheeks to suck him a bit harder. I felt his cock swelling in my mouth and I knew he was seconds away from coming undone.

  “Oh fuck... Zoe,” he groaned as his dick started to spurt in my mouth and I pulled back just in time to get a good taste of his cum on my tongue while trying to swallow down every drop he gave me. Once his cock finished emptying into my mouth I pulled off of him gently, smiling up at the blissful look on his face.

  “That was...” he started, then stopped and shook his head. “Stand up.”

  I accepted his offered hand to help me up off the floor, wincing from the pain in my knees. Without a word, he leaned down and swept me into his arms like I weighed nothing at all. I squealed with surprise and clung to his shoulders, staring at him with wide eyes as he carried me up the stairs with ease and headed straight for my bedroom.

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  Chapter Eight

  Lucky for us, my bedroom door was still wide open from when I rushed out of it to answer the door. After we passed over the threshold, he kicked the door closed behind him before walking over to gently deposit me on the bed.

  I propped myself up on my elbows and watched with mounting desire as he started to undress himself, revealing every inch of his body to me. I had yet to see him fully naked and the sight was enough to make me breathless.

  A though crossed my mind as he took off his belt and I couldn't stop myself from asking, “Aren't you on duty?�
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  He paused for a moment before looking up at me with a sly smile. “Not tonight.”

  “Then why-” I stopped mid-sentence and laughed lightly as I figured it out.

  He had been playing with me. Brent was used to barking out orders and being slightly cold. Showing up in uniform had been partially a game, partially a way to make this easier on him.

  But now he was stripping off the uniform for me and I hoped he would remove all his armor along with it and finally let me in.

  Finally let me see something real.

  Once he was fully undressed, he crawled onto the bed and pried my legs apart, grinning as he positioned himself between my knees. My heart was thudding hard against my chest at his close proximity.

  For many people, missionary position wasn't exactly exciting. At least that's what I had heard. But I was desperate for it because it would be the first time I could look him in the eye while he slid into me. I laid back down as he covered my body with his own and I suddenly felt unexplainably nervous.

  Brent noticed immediately and asked, “What's wrong?”

  “Nothing's wrong... I'm just a little nervous.” I whimpered as he started to pull away, grabbing his shoulders tightly and clinging on to him. “Don't go.”

  “I thought this was what you wanted,” he said, his face masked with an unreadable expression.

  “What exactly is this?”

  It was his turn to look uncomfortable. “You know... This,” he said, waving an arm around the room then motioning to the bed. “I thought you would want me to... make love to you.”

  My breath caught in my throat but I managed to squeeze out a choked, “Is that what you're going to do?”

  “I was planning on it.”

  “Does that mean what I think it means?”

  “It means I want to give this a shot. It's not going to be easy, though,” he said warningly, as if I didn’t already realize that. “And we have to keep it just between us for a while. At least until you're out of school. No exceptions.”

  I understood his concerns and readily agreed, nodding rapidly as I said, “I'm graduating next month. I can definitely keep quiet until then.”

  He gave me a dark look. “Don't go screaming it from the fucking graduation stage, girl. This will come out on my terms. Are we clear?”

  “We're clear,” I whispered, more than willing to agree to his terms as long as it meant we would be together.

  “Good girl,” he murmured before he pressed a quick kiss to my lips and aligned himself with my entrance. “Now just lie back and relax while I make you scream my name.”

  “Ooh, Brent,” I moaned as he slid his stiff cock inside my body, stretching me wide open.

  “Always so fucking tight,” he groaned into my shoulder before he started rolling his hips, pulling his thick length out of my depths before fluidly thrusting back in.

  He leaned his forehead against mine as he continued to gently rock into my body. I planted my feet firmly on the mattress and began to roll my hips upwards to meet his thrusts, earning me a breathless moan from him before he tightly closed his eyes.

  Being fucked by him had been amazing.

  Being made love to by him was absolutely incredible.

  Eventually, I could feel the heat pooling in my abdomen as an earth-shattering orgasm approached. But the slow pace he had set wasn’t going to be enough to push me over the edge, not even with the way his pelvis ground against my clitoris with every stroke.

  “Faster,” I gasped out before straining my neck to kiss him.

  Without breaking the kiss, he stopped moving inside of me and adjusted his position. He propped himself higher up on his hands and knees, but kept his head bent down to kiss me until we both had to pull away to breathe. The look on his face was almost delirious and he began to roll into me again, this time driving into me fast enough to make me see stars.

  “Oh Brent, yes!” I cried out, my toes curling as I felt myself getting ready to fall over the edge.

  “Tell me, Zoe,” he grunted between thrusts.

  “Tell you what?” I panted, my brows drawing together in confusion.

  “Tell me how you feel about me,” he demanded, his penetrating gaze never wavering from my face.

  My heart pounded hard against my chest and my mouth dropped open in shock. “Brent-”

  “Tell. Me,” he growled, his hips starting to move harder against mine, driving his thick length into me roughly.

  “Oh GOD!” I screamed, my eyes rolling back from the bliss. I was still right on the edge but every time I felt like I was above to dive over it, Brent changed the speed or angle, pulling me back from the brink.

  He’s not going to let me come until I say it.

  I opened my eyes to look at him, his blazing eyes still glued to my face as he waited for me to admit my feelings for him. It was clear that he wasn’t going to let me out of this so I took a deep, shaky breath and gathered up all of my courage.

  It’s not like he doesn’t already know.

  “I love you,” I whispered breathlessly, my heart momentarily stopping while I braced myself for his reaction.

  What he did surprised me. His eyes fluttered shut and he smiled softly before leaning back down and pressing our foreheads together. “I knew it… You’re a fucking angel. My angel.”

  I was embarrassed by the tears that formed in my eyes at his soft-spoken, heartfelt words. I couldn’t imagine that he felt the same way about me, not yet at least, but his words were enough for me to think that maybe… maybe he was starting to feel what I felt for him.

  Just as my happy tears started to slip past my cheeks, Brent propped himself back up on his knees and started thrusting faster into me. I cried out from the waves of pleasure that rolled over me. I squeezed my eyes shut and my back arched on its own accord as I dug my fingernails into Brent’s biceps.

  “Oh my god… BRENT!” I screamed as the dam finally burst and I came harder than ever before.

  I heard Brent let out a broken moan and opened my eyes just in time to see his blissed out expression after I flooded his cock with my juices. An ecstatic smile stretched across his face even as he continued to frantically thrust into me, stopping a moment later as his cock started to pulse with release. I arched up, rolling my hips against him as my pussy rhythmically clenched his dick, milking out every last drop of cum. When he finally finished, his entire body went slack and he groaned in contentment.

  “So fucking good,” he breathed out.

  “I love you,” I whispered again, a dopey smile tugging at my lips even as Brent gently started to pull out of my body.

  “Oh shit! Did I hurt you?”

  I frowned and opened my eyes, taking in the worried expression on his face before I said, “I’m fine.”

  “Oh thank fuck,” he said with a sigh of relief. “Must be that time of the month, then. I’m sorry, I had no idea.”

  My eyes widened and I sat up, looking down in shock at the small amount of blood staining my white bedsheets. “I wasn’t due until tomorrow,” I murmured miserably, saddened by the fact that I was apparently not pregnant after all.

  “That’s alright, angel. We’ll clean this up then hop in the shower. Yeah?”

  I looked up at Brent’s smiling face and realized that it really didn’t matter that I wasn’t pregnant. Hell, maybe it was better this way. Because at least I knew Brent wanted to try this for real, to really be with me, instead of feeling obligated to be with me because I was carrying his child.

  One day, I’d give him a baby.

  But it wouldn’t be today.

  “Come on, gorgeous,” Brent said as he offered me a hand. “Get that sweet ass of yours in the shower. Now.”

  I hopped out of bed and dashed for the shower, giggling as he chased after me.

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  Chapter Nine

  “Congratulations, sweetie!”

  My mom encircled me in her arms and gave me a tight hug while my stepfather patted me on the shoulder
and said, “You’re officially an adult now. Time to get a job.”

  My mother pulled away from me and frowned at her husband. “She doesn’t have to get a job right away. She’s gotten some great offers for college.”

  I glanced back and forth between the two, noting the tension between them and wishing that they would just play nice for my sake. Just for one fucking day.

  Thankfully, the tension was broken as Brent approached and said, “Good job, kid.” His tone was emotionless but when I looked into his eyes, I could see just how happy he really was for me. After a moment of our silent exchange, he curiously asked, “So what are you going to do next?”

  I felt three sets of eyes boring into me as I considered the question. Sure, I had been accepted to some great schools across the country but… “I’m actually going to defer for a year.”

  My mother gasped. “What?! Why?”

  “If you’re staying with us, you’re going to get a job.”

  “Shut up about the damn job, Jim!” my mother snapped. “Honey, why on earth would you want to defer?”

  I shrugged a little, knowing that I couldn’t speak about the biggest reason for my choice. Instead, I told her the line I had rehearsed a number of times in my head. “I’m not entirely sure of what I want to do with my life yet. I’d like to have a chance out in the real world to figure it out before deciding what to study.”

  “So… A job?” my stepfather asked, ignoring the slap on the arm my mother gave him.

  “Yes, I’ll be working. Lay off it,” I said tiredly, silently wishing that he had been unable to attend my graduation if this was the way he was going to act the entire time. “But I won’t be staying with you.”

  Both my mother and Jim’s eyebrows raised. “Oh?”

  Brent finally decided to step in. “Zoe asked if she could stay with me during her deferment.”

  Mom turned angry eyes to Brent. “You knew about this? What- Honey, why do you want to stay with Brent?”

  I put on my best sad face and turned to my mother. “Mom, I love you and I love living with you… but I’m an adult now. I want a better idea of what it’s going to be like without you.”