Chapter 23

Twenty-Three

Everett

D umping the bag of ice in the punch bowl, I scan the cafeteria, taking in all the parents and faculty mulling around. Tonight is the annual fifth grade movie night, something I’d never heard of prior to working for this district. Apparently, each grade has a designated night within the first semester of school, where the kids pile into the gym and watch a movie on the huge projector while the parents and teachers meet PTA style to discuss the plans for the school year. We didn’t have anything like this back in Seattle.

The movie is about to start, when I spot Gemma and Sutton walking in through the side door. They both smile and wave when they see me watching them, and my stomach dips as I wave back. Wearing a long-sleeve burnt orange dress that comes right above her knees and a pair of tall, black boots, her blonde hair flowing down her back in loose waves, she looks fucking sexy. Memories from her grinding in my lap the other night come back to me, perking my cock up in a way that’s less than appropriate for a school cafeteria.

The two of them disappear into the gym just as another parent walks up to me, wanting to talk about the project I assigned the students this week. The next half hour or so is spent mostly the same, chatting with parents before the actual meeting starts. There’s talk of fundraisers we’re going to put on, field trips they’re planning to do, and an exciting graduation event for the kids since they’ll be moving to middle school next year.

Once that’s over and the principal announces that there’s pizza available for us to enjoy while the kids finish their movie, I excuse myself to use the restroom. It’s down the hall, toward my classroom, and by the time I come out, I spot Gemma walking down the hall, presumably doing exactly what I was just doing.

“Fancy running into you here,” I murmur into her ear as I come up beside her.

Giggling, she turns her head, meeting my gaze. “Having fun?”

“A blast,” I reply, giving her two thumbs-up. “You?”

“Oh yeah, I’ve been looking forward to this all week,” she teases.

I allow my eyes to drag down her body before coming back up to her face again. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.” Her cheeks flush, and she bites down on her full bottom lip. My eyes track the movement, remembering the way those same lips felt pressed against mine as her pussy slid across my cock.

Arousal floods my system, and after I take a quick peek around the hallway, I grab her arm, pulling her into my empty, dark classroom. She lets out a surprised gasp, but doesn’t put up a fight as I shut and lock the door, shoving her back up against it. Between work and Sutton, we haven’t had a single moment to be alone since that night, which is maybe why I’m suddenly feeling so feral for her right now.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” I admit, bringing my lips down to the heated flesh of her neck. She rests her head against the door, letting out a breathy sigh.

“Me neither.” Her hands find my hips, sliding up underneath my shirt until we’re skin to skin, the contact only heating my blood further. She turns her head, lips sealing with mine, and I waste no time sliding my tongue into her mouth.

I don’t know what it is about Gemma, but being around her is like an instant shot of lust. I can’t be near her without wanting to completely devour her. Thankfully, it seems she feels the same.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I breathe against her lips before kissing her again. “This dress, fuck… the way it fits you like it was made for you. And those boots…” My teeth nibble down on her bottom lip, tugging on it before I swipe my tongue across it. “All I can imagine is the way they’d look wrapped around my shoulders as I ate that sweet cunt of yours again.”

A shiver rolls through her as she lets out a moan that I greedily swallow up. “I’ve got a better idea,” she whispers as she, in a move I don’t see coming, flips us until it’s my back flat against the door. By cock throbs when I watch her drop to her knees before me, the smile curling her lips downright seductive as she reaches for the button on my jeans. “I’ve been dying to do this again.”

And with that, she works open my jeans, sliding them down my thighs enough to free my aching cock. Her hand wrapped around me feels like fucking heaven, and when she peers up at me from beneath her lashes as she runs the flat of her tongue across the leaky slit, I have to force myself to remain quiet.

Like before, she starts with the tip. Sucking on it so good before swirling her tongue around as her fist pumps my shaft at the same time. My toes curl, skin tingling, the need I feel for her burning deep. Gemma pulls off, continuing to stroke me as she wraps her lips around my balls.

“Oh, fuck, mama,” I groan, grabbing a fistful of her hair. “Fuck, that feels amazing.”

She smiles up at me, her tongue caressing my balls, and I swear I almost come from the sight alone. Moving back to my cock, she closes her lips around the crown, sinking down and taking more into that pretty little mouth of hers. She bobs her head, hand working in tandem, bringing me closer and closer to the brink.

Every once in a while, she’ll gag when she takes me too deep, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. It’s such a fucking heady, sexy sight. Fire spreads through my veins as I watch her take my cock, admire the way it disappears between her full, pink lips.

“So good,” I groan, the heat pooling low in my spine as I feel her tongue swirl around the underside of my dick. “Gemma, I’m close.”

Moaning around my length and sending a wave of vibrations deep into my balls, she keeps her eyes fixed on mine as my release slams into me. I spill onto her tongue, watching the way she drinks me down as she sucks me through it. Spit drips out of the side of her mouth, the sight filthy and intoxicating.

As soon as I’m out of her mouth, I pull her up and crash my lips down on hers. My tongue surges into her mouth, tasting the remnants of my cum on her, and it only fuels the fire within me. Bringing my hand between us, I shove her panties to the side, and plunge a finger deep into her already soaked cunt. She gasps into my mouth as her walls clench around me.

“You’re so wet, mama.” My voice is hoarse, the arousal evident. “Did sucking my cock turn you on?”

Her eyes hold mine as she nods.

“What about swallowing my cum, did you like that?”

Another nod as I add a second finger to the mix, grinding the heel of my palm against her clit. Her eyebrows pinch as she bites her lip and whimpers.

“You looked so fucking sexy taking my cock between those plump lips of yours,” I tell her, curling my fingers inside of her.

Her eyes roll back as a moan slips past her lips.

Reaching up, I cover her mouth with my free hand. “Ah-ah. Gotta be quiet, mama. Can’t let anybody hear you now, can we? Sneaking away to get finger fucked by the teacher in his classroom. Fuck, what a dirty girl you are. What would everybody think?”

Gemma lets out a throaty groan that’s muffled as she rocks her hips against my other hand, chasing her release.

“Does this pretty pussy like my fingers fucking it?” I ask, bringing my lips beside her ear. I tug the lobe between my teeth as she nods. “Yeah, I’ll bet it does. You’re dripping all over my hand, clenching around my fingers like such a needy girl. All those parents and teachers are in the cafeteria, completely unaware of the filthy things taking place just down the hall from them. Fuck, that drives me crazy , mama.”

She’s getting close. I can feel it in the way she’s squeezing around me, but also in the frantic way she’s breathing and the moans my hand is stifling. I pull my head back enough to look her in the eye, and my breath gets caught in my throat at the sight of her. Eyes hooded and glassy, sitting below pinched brows, her face flushed, covered in a light sheen of sweat, and her pupils blown wide, giving way to how turned on she is.

“That’s it,” I coo, never taking my eyes off her. “Let me see you come on my fingers. Let me see you fall apart while the entire class is just down the hall.”

Her eyelids flutter like they’re trying to close.

“Eyes on me,” I order, keeping a steady tempo as she inches closer to the edge. Her legs tremble, hands fisting my shirt. Her muffled cries get louder and more desperate. “That’s my good girl. Let go and come all over my hand, give it all to me.”

Gaze locked on mine, Gemma does just that. Her clit throbs, pussy walls pulsing around my fingers as her orgasm washes over her body, making her tremble. I replace my hand covering her mouth with my lips as I swallow every last moan.

Withdrawing my fingers, I bring them up between us, sucking them clean as she watches me with a sated expression on her face. I swear, I can never get enough of this woman.

“Wow,” Gemma breathes out as I fix her panties and smooth her dress back down. “That was fucking hot.”

I huff out a laugh as I button my jeans. “Yeah, it was. We better get back, though. The movie is probably almost over.”

Leaning in, I press a quick kiss to her lips, reveling in the contented sigh that comes out of her when I do.

“You go back in there first,” she tells me as we step into the hall. “I’m going to use the restroom really quick.”

I watch her go, chest squeezing and my heart pounding. Once she disappears behind the bathroom door, I head back into the cafeteria, biting back the grin trying to break through at knowing Gemma and I are in on a sultry secret that nobody in this room is aware of.

Tonight ended up going way better than I anticipated, that’s for damn sure.