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“Not sure that’s possible. Let’s test it,” he says against my mouth.
“How?” I ask.
“Spending all break together,” he says between hungry kisses. “Doing this… fucking, dating in public.” The way he says it makes it so dirty. “Let’s give a relationship a real try.”
“I think we need to have a tour of the house first,” I hint. “To know how many bedrooms we have. How many couches there are. How many chairs there are… bathrooms, tables… options.”
When we go out for dancing and dinner, Adrian leads me through dances I’ve never done, whispering the steps in my ear and laughing when I get them wrong before making me try again. The next day, we go to a market to get things for lunch after having coffee and nothing else for breakfast, then we cook in the kitchen before walking along the beach and collecting shells.
We have sex, we kiss whenever we want, we go to the movies and share popcorn until I grab his dick instead of the popcorn and he hisses. He grabs the back of my neck and pushes me closer, and my stomach coils. I go down on him, his hand on the back of my head, guiding me while he keeps watch.
Anything that excites us, we do. We go book shopping and try to buy books for each other without hints. We do everything over the three days we have.
When it’s the morning we’re supposed to leave, I wake up on his chest. His arm is around me and Adrian is still snoring softly. I nibble my bottom lip, not sure how to process what I’m doing here.
I now know he was never looking for a one-night stand. I know he’s seen me as his girlfriend for a while. I know that this was never just sex for him, so that means we’ve been dating for three months.Three… Well, minus those first two and a half weeks I tried to avoid him and the eight days after the wedding, but…
But now we’re on vacation together and suddenly, things seem serious. The worry about someone finding out, the worryabout his getting hurt one way or another, hurts me. I’m uncomfortable thinking about how much I like him, especially when I think about us having to drive this far away just to be a real couple.
How are we going to keep this up until I graduate? That means waiting a year and a half to do anything, to tell my friends, to tell my family. A year and a half of students and teachers fawning over him.
Will we be able to keep it up even if my friends never meet him? If his friends don’t meet me? How many times can I avoid his work events? How is this really going to work without damaging our relationship or getting us found out?
I lift my head a bit and watch his face as he sleeps. He’s so peaceful, beautiful. I kiss the sun on the inside of his bicep. Eventually, I’m going to kiss all his tattoos. No. Screw eventually. I’ll do it right now.
So, I take my time, doing just that, kissing each of his tattoos softly, slowly, stopping when I get to my favorite scorpion because I see how hard he is. I slowly lick over his dick, swirl my tongue around the tip.
He groans and his cock twitches. I grin and wrap my lips around the head, taking him deeper, slowly. I want him to stay asleep for a bit so I can enjoy him the way I want. Adrian squirms, his head turning. His hips flex like it’s a muscle memory.
Grinning, I pull the blanket off him, crawl up his body, and straddle him.
“Good morning, boyfriend,” I whisper, guiding his cock inside me and moving down.
I start slow as I see him shift, his lips part, and I take what I want from him until I hear a soft whisper. “Impatient.”
“Very,” I moan, and his eyes find me.
Bracing myself to his chest, I move my hips faster, chasing my own pleasure, feeling it rise. He curls his hand behind his head, watches me with such fire in his eyes that it makes me shiver. He thrusts slightly with me, angling his hips, and I cry out as my orgasm breaks me. Adrian grins and rolls me over, turning me so my back rests against him. Then he grips my thigh, lifting my leg, and slides back inside me as I come down from my high.
“You’re not done, Kitten,” he snarls.
A breathy moan falls and he slams into me harder as he uses his free hand to choke me. “Naughty little brat.”
“You loved it,” I wheeze, and his pace quickens, snarling in my ear how naughty I am, how he’s going to have to punish me the whole ride home, then how good I feel, how I belong to him. His words, his cock filling me again and again, his hand massaging my throat, it’s all too much.
“Yes, Professor,” keeps leaving my throat like a prayer until he draws another orgasm from me and stills inside me, filling me. I pant against the pillow, my body twitching slightly. “So good,” I breathe.
“A very,verygood morning,” he hums. “I’m going to start ordering coffee and breakfast to the house instead of leaving on weekends.”
I grin and turn, burying my face in the crook of his neck and tell what’s on my mind. “I don’t want this trip to end. I don’t want to go home.”
He pulls me closer, his fingers trailing over my back. “I know you want to stay,” he says. “This won’t be our last vacation, I promise.”
I’m not sure if I’m allowed to be this happy when so much can still go wrong.
thirty-six
Istare at my schedule for finals week. Adrian and I have managed to survive the week of being back on campus, but it’s almost too good to be true. I’m more focused on that than finals. He said we couldn’t go on dates unless I had finished all my studying and papers.
