Chapter 8

Nick

Riley is gorgeous, and I still can't believe I have her laid bare beneath me. Before getting into fucking her, I lean down to kiss her again. Now that she's cum once, I take this opportunity to explore her mouth thoroughly. I could tell that I was bringing her to the point of overstimulation, and as fun as taking her that far sounds, I don't want to push her too far for her first time. I need to give her time to recover before I rock her world for a second time.

After a few minutes of kissing, I let one of my hands trail down her body slowly. She gasps into my mouth, and I smirk against her lips. She's so eager for my touch. It fills me with a sense of power. This beautiful little thing wants me so badly even though she doesn't even know what I can give her yet.

Slowly, using my mouth to keep her distracted, I insert a finger inside her. She moans, breaking our kiss and throwing her head back against the pillows. I take the opportunity to add another finger.

"You're so wet for me," I marvel, my voice gravelly and nearly unrecognizable to my own ears. "You're ready for me to fuck you, aren't you?"

"Yes," she gasps, bucking up against my hand. "Please, Nick. I want you to fuck me."

"Of course, sweetheart," I say, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "Let me grab a condom."

Riley whines when I remove my fingers from her pussy. It breaks my heart and makes me want to dive right back in. I resist the urge, though. I know that what I'm about to give her is even better than what I can do with my hand alone.

I rifle through the drawer of my nightstand, fishing out a condom. After checking the expiration date, I rip the foil packaging open and roll it down over my length. Then I position myself between her thighs once again, lowering myself onto my forearms so I can kiss her sweetly.

"You ready for my cock?" I ask, smoothing her hair away from her forehead.

"I'm so ready," she says, her hands sliding over my back wildly. "Please, Nick."

"Alright, alright," I say, chuckling as I line myself up with her opening. "I'm going to go slow, okay?"

"Uh huh," she murmurs, letting out a sharp breath as I press the tip of my cock into her pussy.

I push inside her slowly, feeling her tight, wet heat around every inch of my dick. She feels so incredible, even better than I imagined every time I jerked off to her before this moment. It's like her body was made for me, and if I have any say in it, her body will be mine for the rest of time.

"Fuck, baby. You feel so good," I curse before capturing her lips in another kiss.

I roll my hips experimentally, soaking up the needy little sounds she makes at the friction. It takes all of my self-control to keep from pounding into her relentlessly. There'll be time for that later, when we've both explored her limits. One day I'll be able to test them, but for now, I need to work her up to this slowly.

The pace is excruciating, but eventually, she starts rolling her hips down to meet my thrusts. I speed up, giving her what she wants, and after a few minutes, I'm fucking her at a breathtaking pace. Sweat beads on my forehead, a mix of exertion and my earlier restraint. Riley's mouth hangs open, her lips bright pink and swollen from kissing.

"You're so tight, Riley," I groan, enjoying the high-pitched noise she makes in response. "So tight for me. How's it feel, sweetheart? Talk to me."

"Amazing," she whimpers, her short nails digging into my back. "Your cock is so big. I feel so full."

"That's right, baby," I say, leaning down to give her a sloppy kiss. "It's all for you. This cock is all yours."

I drop down to kiss her again, changing the tilt of my hips as I do. The angle allows me to reach even deeper inside her. On one hard thrust, Riley makes a sound like a wild animal. It's primal, a noise of pure pleasure. I know that I've hit her G-spot, and I decide to focus my efforts there.

She does her best to match my kisses, but she's so overwhelmed by the way I'm driving my cock into her sweet spot that she can't quite move her mouth. I take that as a sign that what I'm doing is working. I wonder how quickly I can pull another orgasm out of her.

She moans, broken and desperate. Her responsiveness is quickly becoming my favorite thing. I can't wait to see what other reactions I'll be able to elicit from her. This feels like the beginning of a long, sexually gratifying journey.

"Oh my god," Riley whimpers as her pussy spasms around my cock. "Nick, I'm close."

"Again?" I say, a teasing lilt in my tone. "You're so sensitive, baby. It's adorable."

"Nick," she says urgently as her head lolls back.

"That's it," I say, continuing to pound into her. "Cum for me, Riley. Show me how good I make you feel."

She makes a choked-off noise, and her back arches off the bed as she pulls herself flush against my chest. While she rides out her pleasure, I keep focusing my thrusts on the spot that's driving her crazy. Before her climax crests, my own washes over me, and I grunt as I fill up the condom with my seed. I'd love to cum inside her one day, but I don't know if she's on birth control, and I doubt she wants to take care of a baby while she's finishing school.

While the two of us are coming down, I slowly pull out of her. After I tie the condom off and toss it in the direction of the trash can in the corner of my room, I lie down beside her. I pull her against my chest and place a kiss on the top of her head.

"I liked that," she says quietly after a few minutes.

"I'm glad," I say, dragging my fingertips over her back gently. "I want you to be mine."

"And I want to be yours," Riley says, humming as she snuggles into my chest. "But what about your job? Isn't it against the rules for you to be seeing a student?"

"I'll hand in my resignation tomorrow," I say, squeezing her tight. "Before I even met you, I was thinking about it. My passion doesn't really lie in teaching. I'd rather be making and selling my art."

"As long as you're not just resigning for me," she mutters. "What'll you do in the meantime?"

"Well, while you finish school, I could start my own shop," I say thoughtfully. "I own this house, and I have a pretty big nest egg. You could move in whenever you wanted."

"I'd like that," she whispers, her voice faraway and dreamy.

As the two of us drift off, I can't help but think that this is the first day of the rest of my life. I've found my person, and I'm going to start chasing my dreams. Things are only going to get better from here.