I shoved my test slip into my bag as I marched to the library, I knew I’d gotten a B having checked the uploaded grades on the student portal during the weekend but I returned for my answer slip so I could take note of the questions I got wrong. A B wasn’t too bad, this test made up ten percent of my grade, we had another and then to turn in some pending assignments to add up to thirty percent. And exams for sixty as Professor Edwards explained at the start of the semester, some professors followed the school style, others did their own thing. Either way I learned to get a head start in high school, a lot of students always felt they’d wait until exams to study and put in more effort. But that was like setting yourself up for failure. Or at least it didn’t work for me. A B was not off to a good start. I’ll need to put in more work in the future starting now. I walked around the desks to the far back and see the others were already seated at our usual table and nearly came to a stop
Sam: Sorry about today Katy, we’ll speak to Hannah and get things back on track. I blew out a breath. It was nice of the guys to try to sort things out between us girl, I was mainly annoyed there was something to sort, to begin with. Things just got so weird so fast. Maybe I should have mentioned Heather reaching out as soon as it happened before Hannah heard it from her arch nemesis but it was I was busy and we hadn't seen that week, maybe I could have told her, it's honestly didn't seem that important. I had tests, papers to write, and exams were just at the corner to think about, there's also the fact that Ian wouldn't leave my mind, with everything going on Heather just wasn't important to me. Not that it mattered now, she was already angry and thinking the worst, which annoyed me in turn. I glanced at my screen to see that my class would be starting soon so I sent a quick reply. Me: Okay, class now. Catch you later. Hopefully, we could put this behind us and move on.
I poked around the noodles with my fork “Had another argument with Hannah, Sam and Kyle said they’d talk to her” I shrugged at the end. “I wished I knew exactly what was bugging her, I would have thought this was something we would laugh over maybe make fun of not fight about, don’t even know why we were fighting” I understood Heather being her nemesis but I have never given any reason to believe I’d go behind her back or shit like that. Her disbelief hurt, I won’t deny it. But I was trying to give her time to see the truth or get over it.“It could be that she is scared to lose you as a friend” I frowned, nah, I didn’t think so, “Then shouldn’t she be trying to make peace and stay friends instead of ignoring me?”He shrugged and we went back to our food, Ian eating perfectly with a pair of chopsticks, I wondered briefly why he hadn’t offered me chopsticks, I had tried a few times in the past but never seemed to get the hang of it. And forks worked well enough so...After eating
Sam had texted to meet in the common area at noon the following day, I had to turn in my paper before Professor May left for the day. My bag pack bumps against my side as I hurriedly make my way to the common area where we usually have lunch.I’m a tad surprised to see a new addition at our table.Glad to see everyone is getting chummy. I ignored the sting that followed and kept walking. Cami never hung out with us even if she’s officially with Sam but today she is, though when I drew closer I noted no one had their lunch out yet. Now I’m frowning, what’s going on? Hannah is at the other side of the table, glowing, by the arm Kyle has around her shoulder you can tell she’s not here on her own accord. It hurt that she didn't want to be around me, I guess talking to her hadn't done much.“Sam, what up? I got your text” I said when I get to their table, but remained standing, I don’t look in Hannah’s direction, I guess I was still pissed about yesterday. “Katy, please sit” he pointe
“What are you doing?” I asked facing the mirror in my room. Taking out the scarf I weaved through my hair, in my bent position, I gave my hair a tussle and tossed it over my shoulder, shaking out the waves. Thanks to my time at the spa two days ago my hair didn’t need a lot of work and would be easy to style for the rest of the week, I was determined to milk every last second of it hence why I slept with my hair in a protective style. “I am enjoying the sight of you grooming?” Ian said he’d been sitting on my bed when I left the bathroom after my shower. I laughed, “So... interesting” “Very” I had some time this morning and I wasn’t in a hurry, so scooped some rose-scented oil and ran it through my strands before going all over with some hairspray. I looked at him through the mirror and noted he hadn't so much as moved an inch, dressed in black suit pants and a white shirt, he is leaned back on one hand, his legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. His posture relax
**I was having a hard day. Every time I moved, shifted, or even bloody breathed, I was constantly reminded of the state of my nipples. Me: I really need come.I hit send. Biting my lips nervously.His reply was swift as though he'd been expecting that message.Ian Quinn: Okay, but then you forfeit your priceHe could be so mean sometimes. Me: You haven’t even told me what it is.I had a few guesses but nothing was confirmed. Ian Quinn: Now where’s the fun in that?Ah, crap. The thought of what it might be was just as stimulating as the actual stimulation I was receiving, if not more. Me: Ian…Ian Quinn: Yes, kitten?I made a whimpering in my chest and another text pops up under the last. Ian Quinn: How’s it feel baby?Me: Hard. And yes my nipples were hard, they were left in a constant state of hardness due to the clamp around them. I could almost hear his deep voice when I read his next text. Ian Quinn: Are you wet, kitten?My eyes fell closed and I typed and hit send. Me
"Do you know if Ian is in his office?" Ms. Pat smiled, I had just pushed the door open letting myself inside and she greeted me, offering to take my bag and if I'd like to have a snack brought up before it was time for dinner. Her smile drops, brows coming together in a small frown “Are you alright dear? You look flushed” I move from foot to foot. “I-I’m fine” “Do you feel sick? Is it a fever, Shall I call a doctor?” I shook my head trying to get a hold of myself but it’s been hours. “Just, W-where is he?” “Study, if you're running a temperature-“ “I'm fine, bye” I grimaced for cutting her off and waved hurried in the direction of his home office, I'd been praying that he be home already and as soon as my last class was over I met Tony out front where he'd parked, he hadn't asked any questions just drove. I knocked on his door and waited for his "Enter" before pushing the door open. As expected he was sitting behind his table, without a word I crossed over to him on
“Mmm... Ian, please do that again” I begged. Turned out I didn’t need to ask because he was already at it, licking me and kissing me all over. His warm mouth felt delicious against my heated flesh, his tongue wet and slippery as he glided it along my slit, over my pussy, flicking it across my entrance. I’d never felt anything like it. Jesus, now I know why women loved this. My back left the bed and I laid back down, my fingers clenching and unclenching, I had no idea what to do with myself. It felt like heaven between my legs, nothing could possibly be better than this. Ian kissed me softly, deeply, hungrily, the tip of his nose bumping into my mound as he moved against my heated flesh he pulled me closer into him, tossing my legs over his shoulders as he lashed me with the heat of his tongue. “You’re delicious here kitten, fucking sweet, I could eat this pussy all day,” he kissed me with his tongue “So hot and wet,” He slipped lower and thrust his tongue against my ent