EMILY
Seth and I had slipped into a routine. Whether I liked it or not wasn't important.
It was just...
Convenient.
In school we were these actors, imposters who did their jobs, keeping ourselves satisfied with texts and teasing eye-contact and when we got home, we were stripped of that particular act.
I hated that we were off-limits, I hated that I couldn't openly hold his hand and walk down the hallway without turning heads.
But that didn't stop me from anticipating my birthday. I got giddy just thinking about it.
A blissful weekend was over. Sometimes Seth had to skip class due to practice and I tried not to feel depressed about it. I walked down the hallway from Spanish thinking how things would have been different if his mother wasn’t working for my family.
I hadn't even seen him during lunch which was a bummer. I missed seeing his goofy smile between classes. There was something addictive about them, maybe it was the fact that they were so genuine.
I couldn't wait to get home so we could watch a movie and get cozy under the covers.
"Emily!"
"Hey, Emily!"
I turned around to find Quinn holding a pile of notebooks in his hand. "I've been calling out your name for ages. Did you change it or something?"
"What?"
"Your name. You weren't responding."
Quinn Landon. He was one of the guys on Seth's team but I hadn't heard any bad rumors about him. He was pretty decent from what I had gathered but the "douchebag" attitude ran in his blood just the same.
He pushed the books into my arms, "Take these to Miss. Pratt."
"But, why me?" I asked. "Aren't you strong and athletic? Shouldn't you be a gentleman and help out a girl?"
He laughed, "nice try. The girl card won't work on me. YOU need to take them to her, ASAP. She's waiting."
He took off in the opposite direction leaving the books in my hands.
"Hey, wait!!!"
Quinn was already gone.
I sighed and reluctantly climbed the stairs towards Miss Pratt's classroom. Most of the students had already left. I'd been milling around to see if Seth had finished practice early.
I know. I was a little desperate for his attention. Maybe I should have played a little hard to get but it wasn't like we were in a relationship anyway.
From what I knew, Seth and I were having "fun."
He hadn't called me his girlfriend and according to him we were just "fooling around." When it ended, it would hurt real bad but I didn't have it inside me to finish it right now.
I submitted the books to the teacher who made small talk with me that lasted for about fifteen minutes. Thankfully she got a call which helped me escape.
I was euphoric to finally get home when my phone buzzed with a message. I saw the screen and grimaced. I was avoiding talking to Indie. I slipped the phone back into my bag and retrieved the keys to my car when suddenly a pair of strong hands grabbed me.
Before I could scream, a hand pressed over my mouth and dragged me forcefully into the janitor's utility room.
No. No. No.
I was pushed inside the room and the door slammed behind me, pulling the tiny room into darkness. A large figure stood behind me.
"I'm going to scream!" I shrieked.
I was paralyzed with fear until I saw who it was.
Seth stood blocking my door, hands buried in his varsity jacket pockets, hair floppy over his forehead and there was a completely different expression on his face, an inexplicable aura.
He looked like a predator, a lion toying with his prey before going for the kill.
"You will scream, Emily-Mae but for a completely different reason."
A wave of relief washed over me when I realized it was just him.
"You scared me!" I mumbled.
He stalked in my direction, pinning me against the shelf. The small space smelled of cleaning liquids and moldy. His fingers reached down to unbuckle my jeans and slid them off. He grasped my butt as picked me up and placed me on the small table in the corner, hands went around to hold my wrists behind my back while his other hand strayed to my panties.
"Seth..."
"Shut your mouth." He snapped jamming his tongue into my mouth, taking me by surprise. He kissed me without finesse, lips moving over mine expertly.
He tugged at the ribbon from my hair and tied them around my wrists, letting my hair fall around my shoulders. My heart was pounding with excitement and thrill. A small laugh erupted from my body when he glared at me and if that wasn't downright sexy. I laughed some more.
I remembered having a conversation with him where we’d talked about kinks when I'd mentioned that I'd fantasied about being forced into a utility closet in school by Seth and getting mauled. He was merely role-playing.
For fun.
My laugh died on my lips when he ruthlessly tugged at my panties and sank a long finger inside my pussy.
"You've been thinking all day about me, weren't you, Emily?"
"Nope," I said biting my lip trying my best to not moan loudly.
"Let's see how long you can keep up with that lie." He growled, adding another finger to the mix. He plunged them in and out, going deeper until his palm was hitting my ass. "Feel that, baby? That's how far my cock's going when I finally get to fuck you."
I gasped both with the way his hands worked and his dirty words.
"You will allow me deep inside of you, won't you? You'll let your housekeeper boy fuck you senseless. You're going to let me do whatever I want with you."
I cried, "Yessss..."
He ripped the silk ribbon that was tied to my wrists and jabbed it into my mouth. “You’re gonna have to be quiet.”
I was glad to bite into it the sink to muffle my moans.
He was turning my body inside out. My legs began to shake as I rode the waves of orgasm over and over. I didn’t know who I was, if I was a person or an animal. I had this addiction for him that was growing worse every day.
My legs had turned to mush and I thought I couldn't move when Seth flipped me over with my face on the down and my hands were firmly planted on the little wooden table. He parted my ass-cheeks and went kneeled close to my open legs. He was looking at me from a very intimate angle. My face was reflected in the small cracked-over mirror on the rack in front of me. I could see my reflection turned beet-root.
Embarrassed I asked, "What are you doing?"
"If you won’t shut up, I’ll have to push a ball of rag into your mouth and gag you.”
His tongue lapped over me maddeningly, his lips suckled making me whimper. I came for the second or the third time, I'd lost count.
He wiped his mouth and kissed my lips. Then he picked up my discarded jeans off the floor and handed them to me.
"You okay?" He asked me, sweetly.
All the traces of the dominant guy from a minute ago were gone.
“I’m more than okay.”
He grinned. Tracing a finger over my cheek, "missed seeing you all day, I had a thirty-minute break and I saw you walking to the classroom by chance. Thought you could use a surprise."
"That was hot," I admitted. “Though I was close to having a heart attack.”
He scratched the back of his head. "Well, gotta get back to practice again. I'll see you at dinner then."
I snatched his jacket and pulled him to a stop. Seth wasn’t prepared for what was about to happen to him. He looked at me, uncertainty crossing his features like he expected me to say that I didn’t want to do this anymore.
That I wanted us to stop.
And that would never happen. At least not in a million years.
I slid down off the table and went down on my knees.
I watched as his emerald eyes glittered in the dark closet, "what are you doing?"
I unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper, tugging the waistband of his underwear down to his ankles. As soon as I took his shaft into my hands, a string of curses filled the silence.
"Em...baby..." he sucked in a breath, "You don't have to."
It was not fair how he made me feel so good but didn't expect anything in return.
"But I want to," I whispered.
I flicked my tongue over the wet seeping crown. He hissed, digging his fingers into my skull. "Fuck, Emily!"
The musky scent of his arousal mixed with his body-wash hit my nostrils. His swollen cock bobbed in front of my lips. I took the head into my mouth and sucked. He said something incoherent, his fingers tightening into my hair, almost with bruising force. His hips bucked towards my lips in an open invitation to take him more.
I gave in to his wish and wrapped my mouth around his cock, and sucked hard driving him completely over the edge.
"Shit...Oh...god...fuck..." Seth began pumping into my mouth.
I swore to myself that I'd blow his mind, so much that he'd forget all the girls he’d been with before me. They would cease to exist. Period.
I tried taking all of him inside my mouth but that awakened my gag reflexes. I looked up at him to see his forehead knitted together, I’d never seen Seth coming undone like this. I’d given him plenty of hand-jobs but that was different.
A moan rumbled from him, his eyes rolling back. “Babbbyy…”
I continued to suck him. I didn’t think I was good at this, much less experienced. This was my first time ever having a guy’s dick in my mouth but I liked the texture of it. I licked him, touching his balls, toying with them.
“Oh fuck, yes!”
Thump! Thump!
“Who’s there?”
Seth stopped thrusting into my mouth and looked down at me, warning in his gaze.
The janitor!
“Hello? Anyone in there?”
The door began jiggling then stopped. “Think I left the key in the bathroom.”
When we heard the steps retreat, Seth began to pull out out of my mouth when I caught his ass cheeks and took him back inside.
“Are you crazy?” He whisper-yelled, “We’ll get caught.”
“We leave when you cum. Are you going to waste time arguing?” I asked.
He gave out a nervous laugh. “Your middle name should be trouble, Emi…oh shit…oh fuck….”
I squeezed his balls, swirling my tongue over the veins, sucking until his cock throbbed. “So…good…damn…Emily…” his voice turned gravel thick as he thrust into my mouth faster.
“About to shoot...” He warned, his brows knitted together, grounding his teeth. His entire body jolted, a painful moan escaping his mouth as he spurted a string of salty cream into my mouth that I swallowed greedily.
I dared a glance at him when he stared at me like I was a goddess personified. At least I knew I’d done something correctly. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me long and hard.
I pulled away laughing, “that’s a lot of gratitude.”
Smiling, he started zipping up his pants and fixing my hair. “You…I mean…you’ve never done that with anyone before?”
“You mean a BJ?” I shook my head. “You were my first.”
“Damn girl.”
“Did you like it?”
“Are you for real?” He chuckled, averting his eyes, and then looked back at me. “It was too good; I mean mind-blowing. I’m hoping you’d be okay doing it again some other time. I mean…if you want to, of course.”
“I would love to.”
“Cool.” He smiled, “I’m so glad I’m your first. Like…you have no idea.”
Seth decided to check outside the hallway to make sure no one was there. We held hands as we made a dead-run down the hallway, laughing and giggling all the way. We passed the janitor who gave us crazy looks and then we separated at the school exit. He had to head back to the rink for practice.
“Coach’s gonna be so mad.” He said.
“Just tell him the truth.” I teased him.
*~*
“Emily, can you help me out please?” The student president Melanie called out to me.
She was one of the laziest student president’s elected this year, and I wasn’t even sure why she bothered with the position when she would rather sit and do nothing. Melanie liked to tell people what to do, it was all for the power.
Everyone knew how useless she was but no one had the guts to say it or do anything about it. They just let her run the show, teachers included.
She pushed her perfect hair behind her ear and pointed to someone standing at the office desk.
“See that guy over there?”
“Yeah?”
“He’s a new student. He just needs a little tour…you know…like the library, sports stadium, the hockey rink, laboratories…etc etc…I can’t do it right now because I have some very urgent work that needs attending to.”
Her boyfriend Luke stood a little far doing looking annoyed.
“I have to get to class too.”
“Please Emily…you would be doing me a huge favor.”
It was also really hard to say no to anything she asked because she acted overly sweet, sprinkled a shit ton of sugar.
“Okay,” I said reluctantly. I had ten minutes to kill anyway.
“You’re the best.”
The new guy was seated in one of the plastic chairs, looking relaxed and completely chill. A large glass of Starbucks coffee, size grande. He was reading a comic book.
He had blond hair, thick on the top and buzzed from the sides, wearing a black hoodie with the hood down, an anime character printed on the front with faded ripped jeans and boots.
By the looks of it, he seemed like an athlete. Probably soccer, or basketball.
“Hey there!” I approached him. “So new guy…”
He glanced up at me.
I could never forget those light brown eyes. He looked as shocked as I was to see him that I even forgot what I was about to say.
“Emily…Emily-Mae.” He almost whispered my name as if he couldn’t believe it. He gave out a laugh. “I can’t believe this.”
“Carson?”
The last thing I expected was to meet the guy I’d lost my virginity to.