The boundaries between us expanded after that day, cause the next morning I looked up as my phone beeped with a new notification on my desk. It was Ryan, which was to be the most surprising thing ever but I half expected it going with how close we both were getting for the past couple of days. Texting made it easier to form a new bond aside from fucking, making it easier to plan more things involving fucking. More hot dates on the floor of my bedroom. More new, crazy sex positions on the said bedroom floor. More sex after dismissals and lots of other new things. The list went on, and I felt good. At the end of the week, Ryan sent me a photo of him wagging his six inches four-hardened length at the mirror in their locker room. I almost didn't open the message, as I was running late for a class and didn't want to disrupt my mental coordination cause Ryan was fond of sending his nude to me a lot these days. But then I got it into my head that I should at least take a harmless peek in. It
A couple more days passed before I finally admitted to myself that yes, indeed, Ryan Churchill had claimed not just my body but stolen my heart as well. Ironically, it was the day I was stepping down as substitute teacher since my Dad was stronger now. And it was also the day that I moved from home. Not wanting to sit around any longer and bear the scathing scrutiny of the Todos Santos locals, I'd found a small place in a beach town just on the outskirts of Todos Santos. Since I no longer taught, I had a lot of time to pack up my things. However, I couldn't miss the smile that crept up Witch Principal Churchill when I turned in my resignation note. She didn't even fake her dislike for me and happiness at seeing me leave in front of my father. But I couldn't care less. I knew she saw me as a threat to Ryan's bright future ever since he lied to her about running me over. Well, guess what, I didn't want to see her horrible face any more than she wanted to see mine. Since I didn't want t
“Let's play Truth or Dare,” I suggested after what was bound to be my fifth beer bottle for the night. The world seemed to tilt as I sat up and leaned back in my drunken state. God, I was so fucked, and horny. “Okay,” Ryan agreed almost immediately as if he'd been contemplating a suitable distraction from the shitty 80's movie we'd been watching. He leaned over and switched off the TV, rubbing his thighs. “Whoah, you seem drunk. I'd suggest you head up to bed instead.” “No.” I belched, brain fuzzy. “I-I'm completely fine. Let's just get on with the damn game. You ready to milk my secrets out of me?” He chuckled, leaning back and giving me room to crawl up onto his thighs. I purred as I rested my head against his chest, while he pulled his arms around me, drawing me even closer. “How did we get this far, Ryan...” I mumbled out of nowhere, small dots appearing in the line of my vision. “How did we end up like this?” “The answer to that, Sir Sam is simple. I blackmailed you to it.” I
"You need to get back to football,” Ryan said amidst sloppy kisses, his fingers untangling the elastic rope holding my shorts together on my waist. I moaned as he cupped my arse cheeks, squeezing hard. “Oh fuck.” I muttered, tightening my arms around his neck and grinding down on his groin.“You're all fine now,” he pulled away, leaning back with his arms at the back of his head and staring up at me in childlike adoration. I huffed at the loss of contact, holding back a sniffle. “I'm twenty-three, Ryan. Even if I manage to get in, the chances are slim by the way, I'll be retiring in less than three years. I'm old.”He chuckled, pecking my lips. “Don't say that. You're far from old. Well, seeing as you've made up your mind, I'd suggest you settled for something outside football. What other passion have you got?”“Hmm,” I gazed up at the ceiling thoughtfully. “Lately, I've been thinking of going into writing...you know, smut?”He quirked up a brow, holding back a laugh. “You wanna be
A few more days tickled by. My relationship with Ryan became alarmingly intimate and too promising to bother if we'd be caught. But we still took precautionary measures, even though it was difficult, seeing as we couldn't keep our hands off each other. He moved most of his personnel stuff to my place since he spent most of his time there and slept over ninety-nine point nine percent with me in my bed. I could not tell him no after he'd professed his love for me and promised to be beside me if shit went down. And damn right I felt right, cause while we carried on enjoying full mind-blowing sex, pizza and ice-cream dates, movie nights, and what the near future held for us both, we certainly weren't being discreet enough — and the hypocritical, surprisingly observant locals of Nowhere, Todos Santos were beginning to raise their brows.Lordee caught us pants down, blowing each other off while hidden behind Ryan's vehicle in school after dismissal a Monday ago(We hadn't expected him to lur
There was no way my cranky, old jalopy wouldn't be spotted across the road overlooking the dirtied, almost hidden path that led to the lake, so I parked it at the back of a deserted gas station on Devil's Hyde Street, near the water and bolted into some thick beanstalk through which I had a good view of Ryan jogging towards some shadows discussing in low tones on the lake's bank. I couldn't make out Lordee's features at the hem of the gang's circle, the swirl of smoke pouring out his nostrils and ascending slowly upwards till it disappeared.The tough beanstalk was the only closest place I could hide, observe and hear every little detail they were saying. It was so conspicuous and thick that even if I made a sound, the boys would dismiss the noise as a rabbit hopping off somewhere. But I stayed quiet, internally justifying my spying on him.He's my boyfriend after all. And he left me in the middle of our amazing sex with no reasonable explanation whatsoever. I deserve some answers. I
“Mr. Sam, I need you to come down to my office in the next five minutes. It's urgent.” Principal Churchill's voice was curt and clipped at the other end of the line. Almost like she was thunder about to crack.My brows shot up as I swung my legs off the sofa to the floor, pushing the bowl of ice-cream I had on my lap on the center table. “Wait you're serious? I don't work for you anymore.”“This isn't about working for me, I need you to get the hell down here as fast as possible. You've got a lot on your plate to explain.”As soon as she'd said that it dawned on me. That the reason for this urgency could be connected largely to the fact that I witnessed her son commit a serious crime last week, and did nothing about it. She was going to serve up a whole shit-storm on me the minute I stepped into that office and I'd be dumb if I allowed her treat me like dirt even after I was no longer working for her. I'd already applied for jobs in New York and had interviews piled up next month.I t
“Fucking hell,” Ryan muttered, his arm extended above my shoulder, propped on the wall I was leaning on. He ran his other hand through his hair, frustrated. I nodded, rounding off my take on what'd just transpired between me and Mummy Dearest in her office. My breaths were unsteady, I couldn't get her threats out of my head because I very well knew what she was capable of. Ryan had to act fast. He couldn't give in to his anger at this crucial time, and he knew it. Rubbing his face and shaking his head, his gaze moved between me and the school building. We were in my car, behind the biology lab, close to the student parking lot.“But what the fuck, man. I told you not to follow me. that you could get dragged into this whole shit.”“Look, I was worried okay? Besides, you didn't give me cogent reasons why you needed to leave minutes after midnight. That sparked my curiosity and I had to follow you. After all, you know practically everything about me. Where I live, what I ate for breakfa
“You're back so soon.”“I don't understand,” Ryan pushes me down on the bed in one effortless movement and attacked my lips. “I thought you wanted me to always return even earlier.”“Yes but still.” I giggle against his hot mouth. “I didn't expect you to take my words for it.”“What can I say? You're my undoing.” He breathes into my neck while his hands work my shorts off, causing my cock to spring out free, head smeared with precum. “God, I love your body.” Breathless giggles escape my lips and I arch my back while he trails hot kisses down my chest down to my navel then cock. I whimpered when he began sucking the tip, bobbing his head up and down to build up to deep-throating. God, the things this man does to me.“R-r-ryan...aster...” I moaned like a slut.He pulled back, mischief gleaming in his eyes, and the corner of his lips curled in an evil smirk. “What? What was that you said?”I rolled my eyes, my hard, needy cock making it difficult for me to negotiate with him further. “O
Ryan didn't come back to my apartment that day. He didn't text, nor call either. Well, I half expected it, seeing as his mind was all truly made up. He was leaving for New York for good, without me.I couldn't sleep, nor did I have an appetite to eat anything. I just sat, moping into the distance, a million thoughts racing through my head. Where I'd go from here, if what I'd done was right, if Ryan missed me, if I'd never see him again...so many things. My chest lurched painfully whenever I thought back to the last time he held me in his arms, and that seem to trigger the tears to keep coming. God, I was so stupid. Really, really stupid.I'd reduced him to nothing. I'd overreacted and allowed Principal Churchill to truly emerge victorious. Now, as I recalled back our moments together, I realized I hadn't been a good lover, nor would I make a great boyfriend in the future either. I always wanted things to go my own way. I'd always disobeyed his instructions, despite the fact that he wa
“Fucking hell,” Ryan muttered, his arm extended above my shoulder, propped on the wall I was leaning on. He ran his other hand through his hair, frustrated. I nodded, rounding off my take on what'd just transpired between me and Mummy Dearest in her office. My breaths were unsteady, I couldn't get her threats out of my head because I very well knew what she was capable of. Ryan had to act fast. He couldn't give in to his anger at this crucial time, and he knew it. Rubbing his face and shaking his head, his gaze moved between me and the school building. We were in my car, behind the biology lab, close to the student parking lot.“But what the fuck, man. I told you not to follow me. that you could get dragged into this whole shit.”“Look, I was worried okay? Besides, you didn't give me cogent reasons why you needed to leave minutes after midnight. That sparked my curiosity and I had to follow you. After all, you know practically everything about me. Where I live, what I ate for breakfa
“Mr. Sam, I need you to come down to my office in the next five minutes. It's urgent.” Principal Churchill's voice was curt and clipped at the other end of the line. Almost like she was thunder about to crack.My brows shot up as I swung my legs off the sofa to the floor, pushing the bowl of ice-cream I had on my lap on the center table. “Wait you're serious? I don't work for you anymore.”“This isn't about working for me, I need you to get the hell down here as fast as possible. You've got a lot on your plate to explain.”As soon as she'd said that it dawned on me. That the reason for this urgency could be connected largely to the fact that I witnessed her son commit a serious crime last week, and did nothing about it. She was going to serve up a whole shit-storm on me the minute I stepped into that office and I'd be dumb if I allowed her treat me like dirt even after I was no longer working for her. I'd already applied for jobs in New York and had interviews piled up next month.I t
There was no way my cranky, old jalopy wouldn't be spotted across the road overlooking the dirtied, almost hidden path that led to the lake, so I parked it at the back of a deserted gas station on Devil's Hyde Street, near the water and bolted into some thick beanstalk through which I had a good view of Ryan jogging towards some shadows discussing in low tones on the lake's bank. I couldn't make out Lordee's features at the hem of the gang's circle, the swirl of smoke pouring out his nostrils and ascending slowly upwards till it disappeared.The tough beanstalk was the only closest place I could hide, observe and hear every little detail they were saying. It was so conspicuous and thick that even if I made a sound, the boys would dismiss the noise as a rabbit hopping off somewhere. But I stayed quiet, internally justifying my spying on him.He's my boyfriend after all. And he left me in the middle of our amazing sex with no reasonable explanation whatsoever. I deserve some answers. I
A few more days tickled by. My relationship with Ryan became alarmingly intimate and too promising to bother if we'd be caught. But we still took precautionary measures, even though it was difficult, seeing as we couldn't keep our hands off each other. He moved most of his personnel stuff to my place since he spent most of his time there and slept over ninety-nine point nine percent with me in my bed. I could not tell him no after he'd professed his love for me and promised to be beside me if shit went down. And damn right I felt right, cause while we carried on enjoying full mind-blowing sex, pizza and ice-cream dates, movie nights, and what the near future held for us both, we certainly weren't being discreet enough — and the hypocritical, surprisingly observant locals of Nowhere, Todos Santos were beginning to raise their brows.Lordee caught us pants down, blowing each other off while hidden behind Ryan's vehicle in school after dismissal a Monday ago(We hadn't expected him to lur
"You need to get back to football,” Ryan said amidst sloppy kisses, his fingers untangling the elastic rope holding my shorts together on my waist. I moaned as he cupped my arse cheeks, squeezing hard. “Oh fuck.” I muttered, tightening my arms around his neck and grinding down on his groin.“You're all fine now,” he pulled away, leaning back with his arms at the back of his head and staring up at me in childlike adoration. I huffed at the loss of contact, holding back a sniffle. “I'm twenty-three, Ryan. Even if I manage to get in, the chances are slim by the way, I'll be retiring in less than three years. I'm old.”He chuckled, pecking my lips. “Don't say that. You're far from old. Well, seeing as you've made up your mind, I'd suggest you settled for something outside football. What other passion have you got?”“Hmm,” I gazed up at the ceiling thoughtfully. “Lately, I've been thinking of going into writing...you know, smut?”He quirked up a brow, holding back a laugh. “You wanna be
“Let's play Truth or Dare,” I suggested after what was bound to be my fifth beer bottle for the night. The world seemed to tilt as I sat up and leaned back in my drunken state. God, I was so fucked, and horny. “Okay,” Ryan agreed almost immediately as if he'd been contemplating a suitable distraction from the shitty 80's movie we'd been watching. He leaned over and switched off the TV, rubbing his thighs. “Whoah, you seem drunk. I'd suggest you head up to bed instead.” “No.” I belched, brain fuzzy. “I-I'm completely fine. Let's just get on with the damn game. You ready to milk my secrets out of me?” He chuckled, leaning back and giving me room to crawl up onto his thighs. I purred as I rested my head against his chest, while he pulled his arms around me, drawing me even closer. “How did we get this far, Ryan...” I mumbled out of nowhere, small dots appearing in the line of my vision. “How did we end up like this?” “The answer to that, Sir Sam is simple. I blackmailed you to it.” I
A couple more days passed before I finally admitted to myself that yes, indeed, Ryan Churchill had claimed not just my body but stolen my heart as well. Ironically, it was the day I was stepping down as substitute teacher since my Dad was stronger now. And it was also the day that I moved from home. Not wanting to sit around any longer and bear the scathing scrutiny of the Todos Santos locals, I'd found a small place in a beach town just on the outskirts of Todos Santos. Since I no longer taught, I had a lot of time to pack up my things. However, I couldn't miss the smile that crept up Witch Principal Churchill when I turned in my resignation note. She didn't even fake her dislike for me and happiness at seeing me leave in front of my father. But I couldn't care less. I knew she saw me as a threat to Ryan's bright future ever since he lied to her about running me over. Well, guess what, I didn't want to see her horrible face any more than she wanted to see mine. Since I didn't want t