“Kiss me please.” I blurted out. He chuckled, put his hand on my waist and pulled me closer. I blushed and look down at our feet biting my lip.
“Look up.” He said lifting my chin and my gaze met his.
“I love the color of your eyes.” I whispered leaning closer.
“I was about to say that” he whispered and our lips brushed sending tingles through my body. He leaned in further and attached his lips to mine. I was staring at him as he closed his eyes and started moving his lips. I had never seen it, the way his eyes were closed and he was devouring me, his lips were moving along mine in synchronization, the way our lips fitted like they were made for each other, the way my hands knew where to go and traveled into his hairs as his slid down my back to waist and rested on my lower back, I knew by then we were meant to be.
I closed my eyes and let him do whatever he wanted and just moved my lips along with his. His t
I felt small butterfly kisses on my collarbone and a smiled crept on my face. I stirred in the silk sheets. “Rise and Shine, Sleepyhead.” I heard Ryan’s voice before I felt his lips on my forehead. I slowly opened my eyes and it was too bright that I instantly shut them tightly. “RYAN, CURTAINS!” I yelled, pulling the duvet over my face. “Oh sorry!” He rolled off me hurriedly and pulled on the curtains to block the light. I pushed the duvet down and opened my eyes again. Ryan climbed back on bed. “So, what are we going to do today?” I asked when he rolled on top of me balancing himself on his hands on each side of my head. “Let’s be lazy today.” He said nuzzling his face in my neck and keeping it there. “How about you teach me alphabets and counting, is that lazy?” I asked turning my head and kissing his hair. “Yeah I guess so.” He chuckled and pulled back. I suddenly felt the urge to empty my bladder. I pushed him off me.
“What happened?” Ryan asked glancing at me as I buckled my seat belt. “Nothing.” I mumbled and waited for him to drive us back to his place. When he didn’t I turned to him. “What?!” I asked, rudely, raising my eyebrow. “What happened?” He repeated. “I said nothing!” I spat and crossed my arms. “Noah I-” I cut him off. “Ryan please not now.” I pleaded. He sighed and started the engine. Just when we arrived at the mansion, I opened the door and stormed inside, Ryan followed me. “Noah, please tell me what happened?” He asked following me to the living room. “What idiot roll down the window outside their boyfriend’s house if they are trying to hide their relationship?” I seethed through my teeth. I knew I was being rude and it wasn't Ryan's fault but I needed to take out my anger out on something and Ryan wasn't helping. “I… uh… what?” He asked as I sat on the couch and took my glasses off. He looked so conf
The night passed and we both didn’t try to talk much and just enjoyed the tingling feelings in our body as we laid down on the bed, pressed to each other, listening to our steady and calm breaths and the rhythm of our heartbeats. We knew if we talk we would ruin it so we decided not to. With my back pressed to his front and his arms enveloping me, with his face buried in the back of my neck, I thought about how I almost risked these moments with him because of my outrage earlier. I didn’t know what happened to me earlier but the thought of spending a life where Ryan wouldn’t be available shook me to the core. “Ryan… tell me about colors. I do recognize two or three and I want to know more about them. They fascinate me.” I turned around to beam at him. We were currently sitting on the carpet in the living room. Ryan was sitting behind me and I was between his legs, my back was pressed to his chest. “What colors you do recognize and how?” He questioned, his hand that t
That was the best head I had gotten in my life. Well, the only one but who was counting. He pulled back wiping his lips. I was panting heavily. Chasing the high and then coming down from a high was my new favorite game. He crawled up to me. “I love you.” He whispered and pulled me in a kiss. “I love you.” I whispered pulling back and we both just stayed like that for a while. His forehead was against mine. “How about we actually do what we came here to do?” He suggested and I chuckled. “But what about you?” I asked pulling back. He tucked me back in my boxers. “I’m fine” he winked and rose to his feet. I hated when he acted all mature around me and made me feel like a horny teenager but then my eyes landed on the tent in his shorts and I realized he just acted like he didn’t need it because his body was saying different. He extended his hand for me and I took it and rose to my feet. “Wanna do something about it?” I pointed to it.
"So, how do I look?" I asked Ryan after getting dressed. He eyed me up and down and smiled. "Why don't you see for yourself?" He replied and got up from the bed. I frowned. He approached me and led me to the mirror. "No... Umm... Ryan... I don't... I don't know if it's a good idea." I said trying not to look in the mirror. "It's fine." He cupped my face and pecked my lips. "Noah Carter, keep it in mind that you’re the most beautiful person I have ever seen and I'm not just talking about the physical features. I don't want you to give a tiniest bit space to these kind of insecurities in your heart." He spoke sternly yet so softly staring into my eyes that it was hard to protest. I nodded. "Now look at yourself and tell me how you look tonight." He turned me around. I stared at my shoes in the full body sized mirror. I was wearing vans, I started lifting my eyes, black tight jeans that were actually showing my curves and doing justice with my ar
“Well, for those who are pussies.” He responded making me angry over the excessive use of that word in a demeaning manner. I looked at everyone and no one had a problem with it. Well, I had a problem because my brought up was done by two very strong women in my life because my dick of a father wasn’t strong enough to handle us. "I’ll swear if you stop saying pussies every other second. I respect women and so should you because you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t come out of a pussy!” I snapped at him which made every head turn to me. Jasper looked angry at first but then Haley placed a hand on his knees to cool him down and gave her a look that meant they’d take their revenge. “Whose life you’re swearing on? I bet you don’t even have a person except your mama!” Haley mocked me. Though Mateo tried to stop me but I was too much caught up in proving her wrong that I said “My boyfriend.” And that too very proudly. "He doesn't even have one. Desperate liar!
I felt gentle and soft fingers caressing my cheek when I started to wake up. I gradually opened my eyes and saw Ryan hovering above me and his one arm balancing him above me while his other was extended and his hand was caressing my cheek. "Good morning, baby." He whispered and kissed my forehead. He lingered his lips there and I closed my eyes to revel in the moment of intimacy. "Good morning." I murmured. He pulled back enough to look at me. "I'm sorry for acting out last night." He said staring in my eyes. I shifted and cupped his face. "Hey... you don't have anything to apologize for. It was my fault and I'm sorry but Ryan, I love you and you only." I told him, staring deep into his eyes. "I love you, baby." He kissed my cheek. I gave him my dimpled smile. He kissed me right where the dimple was and rolled over. "Get your ass out of bed. Go get fresh, I'll be in the kitchen making cinnamon rolls." He kissed my forehead one last tim
First day of school after the winter vacations and everybody was staring at me like I had three heads. I really wanted to flip everyone off, the thing I gave Mateo the credit for, but I didn't do it considering that I was in school. Speaking of Mateo, I didn't talk to him yesterday and I really didn't want to because I knew it would hurt Ryan one way or another though he was trying so hard to show that he was no longer affected by it. I was walking down to my first class, Sociology. Though I could see now but I still was very new to this whole sensation of seeing where I was going. My legs were doing the most of the work as they coordinated with my brain because only they knew the directions. I was keeping eyes on the walls and the faces of the people who kept staring me like I was some abomination and I looked at them as if I had seen aliens. I’m sure humans would look at aliens the way I looked at them. In all this, I forgot to look straight forward
Two years… Funny how things take a full 180 degrees turn in such a short time. If you had asked me two years ago how my life would be going two years from now. The only thing I could tell you was that I’d be graduating from a high school and getting ready for college which was of course, happening. Today I was graduating from high school but that’s not the only highlight of these two years. Before I stepped into the world, my life was pretty boring. I could sum up that life in one sentence but these last two years have been wild. So many thing that I never imagined would happen to me happened. I fell in love. Someone fell in love with me. I made friends. I met people. I talked to people. Most importantly, I got my lost sense back. All of that happened in two years. For seventeen years my life was pretty stuck. The only people I had talked to outside my family were the pizza delivery guy and the cashier lady at the supermarket where mummy did groceries. The only frien
“Let’s go to my office.” He spoke, grabbing my hand. I nodded. He turned to the girl who was standing next to him and told her that he would be busy so no one should disturb him before leading us to the elevator to go to his office. I learned that his office was on the 40th floor of the tower and it was the only room that we couldn’t look into from outside and it also has a wooden door. He closed the door of his office behind us and guided me to the large desk placed at the end of the room. It was a huge ass room decorated with the things I could never name. It didn’t have anything that we could say was useful to him to advance in his tech. Just a very vast decorated room with the large glass desk at the end of the room with the huge glass panes behind from where the entire city could be seen. “I’m surprised that it still surprises me.” I spoke in a whisper. “What?” he asked, leaning against the desk and folding his arms. “I
Standing before what looked like 60 to 70 floored building made me shiver. It then when it actually sunk in that I was dating a millionaire. That he wasn’t some guy who owned few thousand dollars. He wasn’t just a teacher. He was a fucking millionaire and he owned this 70 story building. The funny thing was, it wasn’t the only large building he owned. It was so crazy that my head started spinning at all this. I take a look at the building one more time. From bottom to the top and then back to bottom. After it really sunk in, I let out a poof of breath before entering through the glass doors. The reception was across the wide lobby and pair of elevators were present at the each side of the lobby. The pair of escalators were present at each side of the reception desk. Large LED screens were hanging right above the desk showing some company related shit. The monogram of the company was hanging in the middle of the lobby as a sweet voice of lady repeatedly said, “Welcome
“I think I’ve found the one.” My heart dropped to the pit of stomach as my throat went dry. I was becoming a hot and red mess as I read that line over and over again. He really said that? I read the rest of the interview as Jessica was now turning to the school and was going in the parking area to park the car. Just when she pulled over, I was done reading the magazine. I closed it and looked up at Jessica who was already looking at me with a smile. I couldn’t hold my smile and launched myself on her, catching her in a hug. “I’m so fucking in love with him.” I sighed dreamingly, tightening the arms around her. “As you should be. You guys are made for each other.” I broke the hug and sat back on the seat, looking at Ryan’s cover on the magazine with heart eyes. I wish he was here right now. I would’ve hugged him so tightly that my scent wouldn’t have left his body for next two weeks. “Now let’s go inside.” She turned around to
Ryan’s interview got published in yesterday’s Sunday magazine and I had literally turned off my phone since then. I totally forgot that it was going to publish yesterday and when I received a call from Mateo saying he read the interview, I was totally blank as to what he was speaking. Few seconds later I understood and right after hanging up the call with Mateo, I switched off my phone. I hadn’t read the interview yet, I still had to go and buy that magazine which was making me making me more nervous. What if I bump into someone from the school in there? Though it wasn’t the question now as today I had to go to the school. I called Jessica to pick me up from the house because I wanted to read what Ryan said about me before going to school. I wanted to be prepared in case I had to show give someone piece of my mind. “You alright, baby bro?” I snapped my head at Eva who just entered the living room in her PJs as I was waiting for Jessica to arrive. She
I was sitting in my room waiting for my family to be done with their preparations as we all were going to Ryan’s to have that one big family dinner that Ryan suggested. First we thought of having the dinner at some restaurant but then Ryan still hadn’t given that interview so we decided to keep it behind the doors. The interview was due the tomorrow. We could’ve waited another day but the dates weren’t aligning. Eva and Ryan’s sister were busy so we had to fix today’s date. “Baby bro!” Eva barged into my room, yelling and interrupted my hair styling. “What?!” “Give me that watch of yours that mum gifted you this Christmas.” She demanded and stated searching through my things. “What the fuck, Eva?! Stop!” I stopped her from rummaging through my property. “Where’s your watch?” She questioned. “Why do you want it?” I questioned, staring dead at her. “It goes with my dress. Look.” She did a little twirl, making me s
Two weeks had gone by since I told the truth to the principal. Everything was going back to normal. Teachers had stopped giving me lectures. Though their strange looks always searched for me in the class and now whenever they stared at me, they had a distinctive look in them. Mr Dunkin met Ryan and wasn’t very happy about what had happened but as I thought, he didn’t take any legal action because he was relieved that it wasn’t something like what Ryan had told him earlier. Harassment case from a school would have destroyed school’s reputation way worse than a simple love affair between a teacher and student. Everything was going just fine. Mateo had called me once Jessica told him what had happened at the school. He was worried but I assured him that everything was settled. He was happy that Ryan had resigned and now I could have somewhat normal version of our relationship. I also told him that Ryan wanted my family to meet his family. Just so they could get
"I was thinking of something." He spoke as if he was leading into some bigger conversation. "What?" "I know in the interview I'm going to be asked about my personal life. I'm no longer a teacher so I was thinking of revealing our relationship?" He looked down at me, arching his eyebrow. "Okay?" I shrugged but I wasn't sure what he meant by that. "I wouldn't be very specific. I would just mention that I have someone in my life and maybe take your name, if you're comfortable with that?" "I have no problem with it. But don't you think if people find out I was your student they would say things." I inquired. "Who cares now, baby? I'm not your teacher. Plus the interview is in a month so, if I give this statement. I won't be sharing the timeline of our relationship. Even if they find out, I'll be getting fined which I can afford. Who fucking cares after what names they've been calling me at the school. I just want to tell the world that I l
As soon as I left his office, my first reaction was to let out a loud and deep breath and say “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” because I couldn’t believe it happened. It was out. Who cared what would’ve happened next. It was out there. Our relationship was out there and the joy it gave me. I knew Mr Dunkin. I knew he wouldn’t rusticate me or suspend me. I knew he wouldn’t even say anything to Ryan as well because he looked so relieved that none of his school teacher went as low as to harass a kid for his own sexual needs or whatnot. If we had been upfront about the whole thing from the start then there’s a good chance we could’ve gotten the worse reaction and the law would get involved but now I was pretty sure nothing like that would happen because he looked pretty pleased with the true story because it wasn’t disturbing and disgusting. Plus now Ryan was fired and the fact that Ryan was resigning was enough because that meant he didn’t want to continue the illegal relat