Chapter 5

MASON

5

"Thank you, Mr. Montoya," Maddison says with a grin.

I kiss her slightly, letting this sensation linger. Almost getting caught by her parents is a rush, but this is nothing like I ever imagined.

"Tell me again, Madison," I whisper between kisses. My cock is a few strokes away from being ready for a true round.

"Thank you, Mr. Montoya. Let me show you the perfect place for me to show you how grateful I am."

I'm expecting her to bring me to her bedroom, but the door she takes me through on the second floor opens to a dark room. The walls are an espresso shade of brown with floor-to-ceiling shelves on two entire walls. A large oak desk with a nameplate and a library of law books behind it makes this room look more like a photoshoot set than an office.

Madison hooks her index at me, beckoning me closer to her where she sits on top of the desk. She slides one of her legs up my side, hooking her leg around me to snatch me closer.

"Fuck me here, Mason. Every time my dad drags me in here for a discussion about my future, I can tune him out with memories of this, of us."

"I want to make a million more memories with you, Madison." I rub my hardening cock at her entrance. The moment in the kitchen is a sample compared to what I want now. I won't be able to give her up. I need Madison.

Burying myself inside of her until we feel like a single entity moving together in unison. My arms cradle her, one across her back and the other holding her leg above my waist. Every motion has to make a new memory between us.

Our tongues meet before we lose ourselves in a kiss that drowns out every possible notion of us getting caught. A moan escapes my throat as Madison tilts her head to one side and mine follows. Our mouths dance while I push every inch of myself in and out of her walls.

The ripples of pleasure, the pressure of her walls, Madison letting me make love to her in her father's office are some of the most intense experiences of my sexual life. Every thrust connects us in a way that I never thought possible. The slip and subtle way her pussy tightens around me while we kiss on the desk.

Passion engulfs us, swarming around us until we knock everything off the desk. I lie on my back with Madison straddling me, rocking back and forth, up and down, smooth and gradually building up her speed.

She pulls her dress off over her head, showing me her tits. It forces me to sit up while she still fucks me. My mouth descends on them, holding her back to lean her further away to get a mouthful. She moans and grabs onto my hair as I suck, bite, and squeeze her nipples between my lips.

My hand slides down her back until I cup her ass, squeeze it hard, and growl. "Fuck, you're going to drive me crazy every day in class. I'm going to have to quit my job."

"No, don't quit. I don't want another teacher coming in?—"

I stop, holding her in place with a devious grin, waiting for her to finish. "You'd let another teacher come in where?"

She laughs softly, kissing me hungrily. "I'm going to have to actually do the work if another teacher comes in."

I could tell her again that this doesn't mean she's getting an 'A' in my class. But I'd be a fool and a liar. It'll be more likely I quit than risk a scandal that will affect her reputation once she leaves school.

Madison starts moving against me slowly at first. We fall back into our rhythm. I can feel the anticipation building up. An explosion of orgasmic proportions. Fuck me. How did I get this lucky?

"Do it, Mason. Come inside of me," she whispers against my lips, and that sends signals to every nerve in my body.

My pulse thuds against my eardrums. The room goes white before I close my eyes to release every drop of my seed inside Madison.

It feels like I just ran a marathon, but somehow, we get the energy to stumble to her bedroom. It's cool, more black and gray than anything. It's a stark contrast to the bubblegum-popping image that came strutting into my class yesterday.

We collapse onto the bed. I'm counting the minutes before the flash of her mother's headlights tells me to get out of here.

"I can't stay here, Madison."

"Just a little bit longer," she says, laying her head on my chest. It feels right, like she found a nook meant just for her.

I run a few strands of her hair between my fingers, playing in her hair as we lie in the stillness of after.

"Are you going to quit?" she asks, her voice as soft as her hair.

"Do you want me to quit?"

"No." Her smile finds me, turning her chin upward to look into my eyes. "We still haven't done this in your office, yet."

"What we haven't done is have sex in a bed, yet. It feels like a waste having to leave without christening your room."

"I can't wait to get out of this room. Are you serious about the internship with your father's company?"

I turn onto my side, propping myself up to lie beside Madison. "I'm very serious. My parents are similar to yours. Wealthy with a plan for every person they bring into their world. The internship is an opportunity to get parents like ours off your back, but give you some cash in your pocket while trying to figure things out."

"That actually sounds amazing."

"There's something you have to do for me though, Madison."

"What's that?"

"You're going to have to turn in your homework and actually pass your exams for the rest of the semester. We can't have your record reflecting you being held back and a lack of participation."

"Ugh." She frowns that pretty mouth and turns onto her stomach. "I knew it was too good to be true. Does my record say the reason behind me being held back?"

I shrug. "The details aren't specific. Why? Is it anything criminal that will come up in a background check?"

She laughs. "Criminal? Kind of. Will it come up in my background check? Not at all."

"What did you do?"

"Two years ago, my best friend and I went skiing. I broke my leg and didn't keep up with the work." The explanation is nonchalant, but I do not see the criminal element. My silence encourages her to continue. She tells me, "The criminal side to that story happened when we threw a massive party in a chalet that didn't exactly belong to either of our families. It was too much fun and caused too much damage."

"And you fell behind in school. Why?"

"There was court and restitution along with the community service that I had to complete. I just didn't feel like being bothered with school. It didn't help that they banned me and Lilly, my friend, from seeing each other. They made her transfer schools, but our parents made the harshest punishments go away. I'm doing things differently now. I promise, Mason. If I'm a great student for the rest of the semester, will you pass me?"

"I will, as long as you stop submitting projects that can get me fired. Whenever you're dreaming about my cock, tell me, don't write it on some report that other teachers and staff can get their hands on." My laughter is cut short when a light flashes through Madison's window. I push myself off the bed, straightening my clothes and turning to her. "That's probably your mother."

Madison hustles over to the window, peeling her curtain open just enough to look outside.

"Yeah, that's her. You should get out of here." She dashes toward me, slamming her mouth against mine for a final kiss, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I moan, wishing we didn't have to end this, but I'm sure her parents aren't keen on me hanging around to fuck their daughter.

I pull away from Madison in time for her to show me a back door out of the house that takes me around to the front yard. Shadows of Madison and her mother pass by windows, hidden behind curtains. It's one of the hardest things I have to do, driving away from Madison without having her beside me.

There have been few instances in my life where I've been certain of anything. The more I think about it, the more I'm certain. Madison Nichols is going to be mine forever. I'm going to fix it so when I take her out, her parents and no one else are going to bat an eyelash. She'll belong to me.