Double Dare(127)

So I’d left Spencer after that magnificent date with Evie and gone to work for my family. It was abrupt, I admit. The administration wasn’t too happy with the zero notice I gave them, leaving them scrambling to find a sub, and threatened me with bad references, cutting off my paycheck immediately. But it didn’t matter, I didn’t need references and my paycheck? It was a pittance, just a tiny amount of money each month that barely paid the bills.

Besides, I had to do what was right for me and Evie. We’d finally gone on a date, a real date between a man and a woman and I realized how dangerous that was. Not for me, I didn’t give fuckall for what people thought of me. It was for my best girl. If people found out that she was dating her Biology teacher not only would there be scandal but people would question her integrity, and she’d potentially be cited by the Academic Integrity Committee. And then what? There’d be a permanent mark on her transcript and her dreams of going to college would be ruined, blackballed by all the good schools.

So I had to leave. I cut off all contact with the curvy girl, telling my doorman to screen her if she came by, act vague and say that I was out. And I was careful to avoid being seen for a while. I left for work early in the mornings and stayed at my other apartment most nights, so that no one caught me unawares.

And it worked. I’ve spent a year without Evie now, without her hungry pussy wrapped around my cock, without feeling those heavy breasts in my palms, the nipples hard, the flesh soft and creamy. And even more, I haven’t heard her laugh, seen those pink pouty lips stretch in a smile, those brown eyes gaze into mine with love and lust.

And fuck, but I hoped it wasn’t too late. A woman’s love is nothing to sneeze at and I’d been a fucker, leaving her with no warning, dropping off the edge of the Earth. So I had to take this opportunity to explain myself, confront her and make her see that what I’d done was actually best for her, for us as a couple.

“Evie,” I ground out harshly, my mouth watering at the sight of the beautiful female. What the fuck was she wearing? It was some kind of blue thing, totally transparent, sleeveless, stopping just above her puss, showing her swimsuit underneath. How could she walk around campus half-naked like this? My hackles raised and my cock punched out. God, it was an automatic reaction for me around her, I was immediately aroused, turned on to the fucking max whenever in her vicinity.

And the brunette spun slowly, her eyes widening, taking me in.

“Mr. Phillips?” she breathed. Then a little louder, “Stone?”

I growled, drawing her into my arms. We were just outside the pool complex with students streaming by, but I didn’t care.

“Hey little girl,” I murmured into her hair, savoring the sweet scent of those brown curls. “I’ve missed you.”

But despite the big boobs pressed against my chest, the quick, indrawn breaths, Evie stiffened, her back going ramrod straight.

“What are you doing here?” she said in a loud whisper. “What the fuck? Where have you been?”

I was expecting this and my arms tightened around her, becoming steel bands.

“I get it,” I murmured into her hair, “I took off but it was for the better. I’m back now and we’ll work it out,” I said soothingly.

But the little girl was a spitfire and wasn’t having it. She struggled, big boobs bouncing, pushing against my massive chest, eyes shooting sparks.

“You get it?” she hissed, her face going slightly red. “Stone, you don’t get it at all. No matter where you’ve been, what you’ve been doing, I don’t care! You don’t just get to come back and say it’s okay. The world doesn’t work like that.”

I was struggling to hold her, the miles of bouncing flesh so arousing, so tempting, but Evie was fighting hard. I wanted to close all distance between us, haul her up against my big form before tossing her in my car but stopped. Being arrested for abduction was not in the cards. So I let her go, both of us stepping back, eyeing each other warily, panting.

“Evie,” I rumbled, holding a hand out to her. “Listen to me, let’s go somewhere we can talk and I’ll explain.”

“Bullshit!” she hissed, looking at my outstretched hand like it was poison. “You’re not explaining anything! I have shit to do and you can’t just come waltzing in and disrupt everything!”

I looked at her, my brows lowered in frustration.

“What, what do you have to do? What’s more important than this, than us?” I gestured, frowning.

And her breath hitched at the word ‘us.’

“For your information, there’s no ‘us,’” she said haughtily. “And if you haven’t noticed, I have my swimsuit on and have a workout planned,” she said frozenly. “The sports facility is right here.”