DECEPTION : (A student/teacher romance)
DECEPTION : Chapter 14

I step off my bike and push it through her gate at the side of her house, then drop the kickstand and dig out her key. It’s 2:30 a.m., and after a fucked-up night in one of the clubs, I want nothing more than to see my girl. The woman who grounds me.

Breathing in her scent, I make my way through the kitchen and up the stairs toward her bedroom, taking two steps at a time. The anticipation of seeing her thrums through me like an excitable child eager for more.

I snick open her bedroom door and slip inside, and the warmth of her presence envelops me as I close the door behind me. Adrenaline buzzes through me, so I switch on the small table lamp in the corner of the room, then walk toward the bed and drop my backpack to the floor. I toe off my boots and socks, grab my knife and cell phone from my pocket, and throw my jacket and T-shirt onto the chair I normally watch her from. Then I strip my jeans and boxers down to the floor and kick them aside before crawling onto the bed and over her compliant body.

The sedative I’ve been giving to her in her nightly smoothies makes her sleep deeply. This normally allows me to watch her while she’s unaware, but tonight, it will allow me to spill my seed deep inside her. I part her legs, enjoying the softness of her unmarked skin against my rough hands. My knife glistens in the low lighting, and my cock jumps with anticipation as my mouth literally waters at the prospect of taking her. With a quick slice of my knife, her panties slip free from her, and I discard them to the floor.

Staring down at her pussy, I can already smell her body lotion, and it pisses me off. When I give her instructions not to shower, I expect her to comply.

My teeth ache from gritting them so tightly. She needs to learn who is in charge here and that she doesn’t have a choice because her choice is all mine.

As I lower my face to her pussy, annoyance flashes through me. She’s washed herself of me, as if trying to eradicate our experience altogether, and frankly, that won’t do.

I’ve waited too long to have her, and now she’s trying to get rid of me.

Leaning over her with my phone in hand, I record as I spit on her pussy, once, twice, three times, delighting in the spittle dripping from my chin onto her bare cunt. Then I swipe my knife through the pool of spit, ensuring she’s coated, and rise up onto my heels and position my cock at her slick entrance. I drop my knife, push one of her knees up to her chest, and hold it in place as I slide my cock inside her painstakingly slowly, determined to make the sensation of taking her last as long as possible. The moment my cock is deep in her cunt, I clench my teeth to fight off the need to unleash on her. She drives me to the point of insanity, and I can’t help the need to make her comply, to dominate her and fill her with my child, ensuring our future together.

I film myself as I pull out and surge back inside, deeper, harder, and thrust after thrust becomes feral as my control snaps and I use her little body for my satisfaction. The intense craving I have for her has spiraled, amplifying my obsession with her as sweat coats my skin while my balls ache with desperation. I drop her legs and use my knife to slice through her thin camisole while still continuing to record, and the moment my lips cover her nipple and I suck on the peaked bud, her body reacts. Her pussy contracts, and my mouth falls open in ecstasy as I choke on the strength of my orgasm being ripped from me. “Oh fuck, Little Red.” A strangled gasp escapes me as I somehow continue my assault on her little pussy, thrusting my hips to push my cum inside her as deep as humanly possible.

My spent body falls over her, and I quickly roll us so she remains stuffed with my cock but is resting on my chest. With a smug smile, I stroke over her red hair and breathe her in while whispering my promises to keep her.

“You’re mine, Little Red. All fucking mine, and I welcome the war we’re about to face, because you’re worth it.”