BODY“This was the last will and testament of the late Mrs. Yvonne Cicconati.” A stout lawyer with beady, rheumy eyes says as he mops his face with his handkerchief. It is not hot, but the glares and impatience radiating off the Harringtons make him sweat. “Get on with it.” My father snaps.My mouth curls up in a smile. I'm thoroughly enjoying this. I sit back against Yvonne's dining table. One condition for reading the will was it should read at her house. She knew this would irk the Harringtons a great deal. I for one never expected the Elizabeths to be here.“”My Summer house is to go to my great grand daughter, Prudence Harrington when she is eighteen years of age.””My father makes a noise at the back of his throat and i am pleased. Her Summer house made at least two hundred thousand dollars in the summer. That should be enough to pay for college for her. “”My house here in Kennebunkport should go to my son, Anderson Cicconati, only after h
SCORE “WHAT A LOAD OF BULLSHIT!”I exclaim before chugging on the can of beer, I was on the last sip. Squeezing the can, I add it to the growing heap in front of me. Jessica is red in the face and cannot stop laughing. She us gasping to breathe and i stare at her in irritation. “Wait, tell me again. Our hunk of sexy, the same Vaughnhottie we know is a sucker for love??” she says as soon as she can breathe again. I sigh and sink back into the sofa. Thinking back to the previous day. We had taken a night flight back to California, because he wanted to get back in time and prepare for Monday. Jessica and i both skipped school today, mostly because I am exhausted, Jessica needed to hear juicy details of an extremely hot weekend that did not happen. “Yes, he said he has to be in love with whomever he shares his body with. And the person has to love him back too.” I gag at that.Jessica laughs again.“That is so cheesy. And romantic. I never
BULGE“What are you doing?” I ask as I eye her form. She stood in front of me with her hands wide open, as if waiting for something. “There are tits everywhere, I am only trying to catch some for myself.” She pointed to the obvious cleavage on my chest and back to her almost bare chest.I snicker and continue applying my make up, I was going full out, no more light make up. The type you see on I*******m models, I even got the sharp razor end of the eye liner right, if you don’t believe Me, ask Jessica. “And is this even school appropriate attire?” I look down at the white, sleeveless corset top i was wearing, my cleavage was on full display, tan and shiny, like the chocolate fountain you just cannot resist. The micro mini denim skirt I was wearing did not leave a lot for the imagination, I could bend over and the black thong I am wearing underneath would be on full display. “I'm going for extra classes not school. Besides, the plan is to seduce him, I can do this much.” I smile at
HARD Everyone asides me had gotten out of their seats and were heading towards the exit. I remain seated and watch my professor gather his things as he sat at his desk. Do not tell me he was still hard. I chuckle to myself at the thought. It was interesting as well as revelatory. He wanted me almost as much as I want him, all I have to do now is make him want me more than I want him. After the last of the students had flittered out of the hall, I uncross my legs slowly. He is not watching directly, but I can tell from how hard he was swallowing that he saw me via his peripheral vision. “Miss Harrington, do you have any questions?” he asks without looking up. So he knows it was me then. “Not so much as a question, just a memo. Beatrice had given her go ahead with the Gofundme.”He blinks up at me, probably wondering when i had the chance to ask her. I did it whilst he taught. Her response was an even faster text. “Really?”“Yeah, she would h
HOLE He felt warm through the fabric of his pants. He twitched and swelled in my palm, making my throat run dry. My palm cupped his swelling manhood and i can not believe it. I love my hand ever so slightly up and down. I clenched myself in rhythm with the up and down movement. It took everything not to moan out loud here in his classroom. Vaughn was visibly struggling with his morals and ethics. A low groan spills from his lips. His eyes are starting to darken and i make sure we don't break eye contact as I rub on his shaft. His eye brows tighten, his jaws clenched in a visible attempt to stop himself from moaning. A fight he was losing as his breath had quicken. We hear someone walking to the classroom, our heads simultaneously turn to the open door and jumps away from me. His eyes wide and anxious. We are a few feet apart, he literally jumped back, when a girl pops into the classroom, but she does not see us as her nose is buried in the
MINE“Look what the cat dragged in.” Milo says upon sighting me.I grin at him in response. “I knew a piece of the furniture was missing. It turns out you were too busy making up for your academic deficiency.”I snort out a laugh, “You say that like it's a bad thing.”“No, I say that like it’s a once in a lifetime miracle that I am a part of. I should get a spot in your acknowledgement.”I narrow my eyes at him. “Sure. One of those who did not encourage me, Milo George.”He blinked innocently, “I did bring you cookies and milk.”I burst out laughing and walk into Anne's office. She is sitting at her desk going over a few documents. “Is this a bad time?”She looked up in surprise. “You are here.”I walk over to sit on her sofa. “Am I in trouble?” I had gotten her text late last night to see her this morning and i came here as soon as I could. “No, No, no. In fact you are in opposite of trouble. I saw that your grade in ethics has pi
INTENSE I texted Vaughn earlier to know where he was, so Cecilia and i would come meet him up, he responded his office and i was shocked he wanted me in his office in daylight, then I remembered the reason I was going in the first place, official business. “He's your professor and he is yours?” Cecilia asked as we walked. Earlier she raved about my car, took a few pictures on it, cropping out the name plate, and asked if she could film a vlog in the car, I responded in the negative and she proceeded to say the interview must be held in the car. We'll see. “Precisely. And I don’t play with people that touch my stuff.” I give her a stern look and she shudders.“Fine, fine. I won’t touch your professor, he is probably too old anyway.”I snort, the men on her social media accounts looked like they needed help going to the bathroom. Knocking once, I lead the way into his office. I bath in his scent for a few seconds before Cecilia walked in. V
ROCKED“One legged split.” He ordered.I haven’t done splits in ages, I don’t know if I can pull it off without pulling a muscle or two. But my professor has demanded and i intend to deliver. My eyes land on the digital clock above his head, Sarah must still be waiting for the pizza I went to get. She was against greasy food but she cannot say no to a girl grieving the loss of her grandmother. “Can you show me? I don't know how half a split looks like.”I had an idea but his hands all over my body was what I needed at the moment. He eyes me for a second before walking towards me. I stare at him through my mask and i don’t know if he can tell that I want him desperately. “A split with one leg stretched and the other folded.” He instructs as his hands guides my left leg into a split, I pretend I don’t hear a few bones pop and focus on spikes of pleasure that shoots from where our skin touch. “Like this?” I ask as my core kisses the bench.He swallo