Chapter 3

MASON

3

I'm running late after negotiating extra credit assignments for a bunch of students who thought they could sleep through the rest of their semester in my English class. There are projects and papers to grade, and I'll have about an hour before Madison gets to my office. I hope she's wearing another mini-dress.

When I open the door to my office, a surprise greets me as Madison is already there, sitting in my chair.

"You're early, Miss Nichols."

She shrugs. "Well, I know how worried guys get when a girl's late."

"Cute."

"There's nothing cute about me, Mr. Montoya, or can I call you Mason?" she asks, running her finger across a page on my desk. It's clear that she's reading a memo left for me from the principal's office.

"Seeing as I spent the night dreaming about your pussy bent over that desk, I think Mason's fine between us, but call me Mr. Montoya in class."

"Bend and not break. I like that."

I grin because she has no idea how much I want to break that pussy. Demolish, damage her to the point where I'm all she can think about because she's forced me to think of nothing else besides our kiss. The softness of her clit between my fingers. My cock is getting hard all over again.

"What you're not going to like is the failing grade I'm going to give you for this project. Why did you start your report off with 'Whatever the fuck I want'? You should know how inappropriate that is, Miss Nichols."

She tips her head to the side before swiveling around in my chair. The way her shoulders rise up and down tells me that she's not ready to actually do her assignment.

"Did you read the rest?" she asks.

The bundle of papers, assignments, and folders cradled in my arms tells her that her report is buried in the pile. After putting the stack on my desk, I search through the assignments until I get to her paper. The lipstick kiss on her title page sets her report apart from the others.

When I hold it up, she claps with a huge smile. "Yeah, now read it. I promise it will be quick."

"My plans after I graduate aren't complicated. I plan to spend my days dreaming of Mr. Montoya's cock in my mouth and my nights fucking Mr. Montoya's cock. Just call me Mrs. Montoya."

My balls are tight, the lust rippling through my core makes me forget we're in my office. I'm horny and angry that I let her get to me. Some 19-year-old high school senior makes me risk it all, and the realization that I don't care what happens to this job anymore slams into me like a freight train. I have to have Madison.

"Get up," I command her, reaching behind me and making sure the door is locked.

The shift from giddiness in her face shows the uncertainty in her eyes. It's the realization that she's not in control. Madison moves out of my chair with loose running shorts that pull up on the middle seam, letting the slightest curve of her ass tease me.

The chair pushes back when I sit down and spread my legs apart. Undoing the fly and button to release my erection pushes her expression from uncertainty to pure shock.

"You don't have to dream about it, Madison. Come suck my cock," I command her, stroking it and calling her bluff.

She's flustered at first but squares her shoulders before stepping in front of me. When Madison leans forward, placing her hands on my thighs, she licks my lips. I keep my expression stoic in case she's trying to psych me out. To my surprise, she lowers the pretty ass mouth over the tip, moving my hands out of the way.

The way her tongue slides around the head of my cock has me ready to come into her mouth. She draws a moan out of me, which makes her own moan of pleasure vibrate down my shaft. Her head moves up and down, slowly at first, savoring the flavor.

The sound of her slurps fills my ears. A magical song that ends in bliss for both of us. I can't wait to drive every inch of myself into her sweet cunt. Madison quickens her pace.

"Slow down," I tell her through panting breaths. "Is this how you suck it in your dreams?"

Madison's blue eyes shift up to me with a grin as she continues to moan and slide her tongue along the throbbing vein of my erection.

"Fuck yes," I hiss the words.

The sound of three hard knocks on the door catches our attention. Madison stops moving immediately. I sit up straight, trying to get her mouth off me, but she won't fucking budge.

"Uh, yeah?" I call through the door, praying that the person on the other side doesn't have a key to come in.

"It's Eddie, Mason. Just letting you know there's going to be one of those hard lockdown drills at four."

"Uh, fu—" I try to stifle my pleasure as Madison squeezes the tip of my cock between her lips. "Shit."

"What was that?" Eddie asks.

The devilish giggle as she slurps over my shaft tells me that Madison wants us to get caught or she likes the idea of someone listening in.

"Sorry, I, um, stubbed my toe on the corner of the desk. Thanks, Eddie."

"Well, Mason, you should head out of here before the drill."

"Mmhmm."

"Are you alright, Mason?" The janitor continues to talk through the door while Madison revels in her own sexual freedom. I have to keep myself from shouting at Eddie to leave.

"I'm fine. I'll be done in an hour…"

Madison grabs my cock in hand and drops her mouth to my balls, stroking me to the brink of orgasm. Fuck, I want to be in here a lot longer with her.

"You don't want to be here for the lockdown. All these doors are on a wired system. During the lockdown, the doors stay locked until the fire department or police department comes in to unlock them individually. Just letting you know."

"Fuck me," I whisper as Madison makes me grip the desk, white knuckles and stress-gripping the edge.

Madison pulls away. "I plan to."

"I'll be finished up soon, Eddie. Thanks," I yell.

Relief washes over me as the shadow of his feet moves away from the door. It's just in time as Madison does her damndest to inhale every inch of me until I hit the back of her throat. One more swipe of her tongue, suck of her taut mouth, and massage of her lips around the rim pulls the climax out of me.

Madison swallows every drop before pulling herself away from me. She presses her hands against my knees to push herself to her feet with a smile of victory.

"That's even better than the dream." She smiles and sits on the desk. "I have to admit, Mr Montoya, ahem, Mason, you surprised me."

"How so?" I ask her, checking my watch to see how much longer we have before the alarm bell sounds for the lockdown drill.

"I've never actually had to suck a cock for a passing grade. The insinuation alone usually gets it done, but I'm not disappointed. You're a lot bigger than I imagined and fun."

"I hate to tell you this, Madison, but sucking me off doesn't guarantee you a good grade."

"But—" She stops, her brows scrunching and frustration etching into her face.

"You're under the assumption that I give a fuck about teaching at this school. Your reputation is a double-edged sword, Madison. The male teachers think you're a cock tease. Nice to know they're wrong about that, at least when it comes to me. The female staff thinks you're conniving and indecent. Conniving? No. Indecent. A bit, but I like you that way."

"What the fuck is it going to take to get me to pass this English class, Mason?"

I shrug. "I don't know. How about doing the work, maybe try applying yourself? If you put in half the effort into your assignments that you did in getting me off, I think you'd be ahead of the pack."

"You're fucking crazy. How is this fair? I sucked your dick."

"You liked it, yes?"

"That's not the point, Mason."

"It kind of is. You started this with the lines in that report. Remember? Dreaming of my cock and calling you Mrs. Montoya. That has a nice ring to it, but I'm more interested in why you're not doing the assignment."

"It's because I don't know what I'm going to do after I graduate. I have no fucking idea. All I need to do is graduate and then the world is my oyster."

"Why do you believe that all you have to do is graduate?" I ask her. The sexual tension between us is dissipating as I delve deeper into the reason we're here in the first place.

"Because that's the agreement I have with my parents. The Nichols want their daughter to go to some Ivy League undergrad. Afterward, I'd attend another Ivy League law school, pass the bar, intern at my father's practice where my mother is the managing partner. Then I'd do the grunt work until they deem me worthy enough to practice corporate law."

"Do you want to be a lawyer?"

"Not with them, I don't. The agreement to avoid that horrific plan is to graduate high school. As long as I get a job to support myself, I don't get to ask them for a penny, but I get to live at home until I get on my feet."

"That's…, interesting." A plan forms in my head. "I think I have a way to help you pass this class and maybe sort the issues out of your post-graduation plans."

"Really?" She raises an eyebrow and folds her arms over her breasts. She has such amazing tits. I want to bury my face between them. She tastes sweet, and the flavor of her neck, her mouth—it's still with me from yesterday.

"Yeah." I nod.

"Plan on telling me what this mysterious plan is?"

"No. Let's get out of here before we get stuck in the drill. The last thing either of us need is the scandal of a firefighter walking in on me fucking the shit out of you on my desk."

I seal the promise with a firm slap to her ass, gripping her tight and pulling her in close. My mouth captures hers with my hand slipping inside her shorts to dip inside her wet pussy. She moans and holds onto my shoulders.

"Fuck, what are you doing to me, Mr. Montoya?" she pants with lust coating her words.

"Making sure you remember whose pussy this belongs to. I don't want this pussy or that mouth entertaining any other cock. Do you understand me, Madison?"

"Yes," she whimpers, her breathing ragged.

"Come for me, Madison."

Her mouth makes the cutest ‘o' shape as her eyes close, and I cover her moans with another kiss. Her walls squeeze and release my fingers until they're soaking wet with her release.

Pulling away from her abruptly, our eyes lock. "You'd better head out before Eddie comes back around to check on me."