Twice Driven(130)

“God are you big!” She moaned.





“Jesus are you tight,” I growled. I mean fuck, she was impossibly tight around my cock, like this velvet glove gripping me tight and milking me for all I was worth. We’d have time to make love late, but right now, I ned to fuck her. I could feel the beast inside roar, and the need to fucking claim her and Goddamn breed her screaming through my veins like something primal. And that was my single mindset as I fucked her hard and deep, her fingers raking my arms, her cries of ecstasy in my ears and her pussy clenching around me. I drove in again and again, the sound of this perfect angel of a girl coming over and over again as her pussy rippled around my thick cock pushing me right to the edge.





I roared out loud as I let go, feeling my cum explode out the head of my cock and splash deep inside her. I kept fucking her as I shot blast after blast of my cum inside her tight little body, so much so that it started to leak out around where we joined.





“Holy shit did I miss that.”





“Holy shit me too,” she groaned as I pulled her into my arms. She looked up at me impishly. “Can we do that again?”





I grinned. “You want to get dinner?”





“Oh, yes please,” she said, before leaning in to my ear. “But first you need to fuck the shit out of me again, Mr. Weaver.”





Chapter 14





Christina

Tyler and I had dinner out at a restaurant downtown; a real date, just like he’d promised. Sure, we definitely got some looks from people around us, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care about the two middle-aged women who looked at us and smiled sweetly at what I’m sure they thought was a father taking his daughter out to dinner. And I sure didn’t give it a second thought when they gasped in horror and muttered under their breath when Tyler leaned across the table and kissed me like something out of a Hollywood movie.





After dinner, we jumped in a cab back to the dorms. Tyler had booked a room for the night at a great hotel, and I couldn’t wait to spend the night with him, but I did need some stuff back at campus first. I snuggled into him in the backseat, my mind racing at a million miles an hour trying to make sense of how fast this was moving, and how okay with that I was. I mean, it’s not like Tyler and I were strangers or anything. I mean, I’d known him for years.





As Mr. Weaver, my employer, my parents’ friend, my neighbor.





And sure, I’d thought about him all the time - ever since I was old enough to think of boys like that. I mean how could I not have? He was gorgeous, and a genuinely amazing man. But fantasy had turned into reality that night - or, maybe the day I’d spied on him. But either way, we’d moved past daydreams and into very real reality. And now Mr. Weaver from down the street was Tyler, the man who’d taken my virginity.





The man I couldn’t stop thinking about.





My phone buzzed on the cab seat next to me, and I looked down to see a text from Anna: Room is yours tonight.





I rolled my eyes.





Don’t be ridiculous.





Anna sent an emoji of a tongue out back followed by another note: Oh shut up and enjoy having SEX, dork. I’m already gone and amusing myself in some lame virginy way.





I grinned, but I also felt another twinge of regret, which still felt weirdly confusing.





Too bad Tyler didn’t have a clone or something.











“Good evening, Mr. Ames!” The RA at the dormitory front desk smiled at Tyler. He turned to me and chuckled as he shook his head. “Oh, and you don’t have to sign family in as guests, you know,” he said as I started to sign Tyler in.





Tyler coughed through a groan behind me and I cringed a little.





God, he think’s Tyler is my dad.





It was as dirty a thought as it was cringe-inducing, and I flashed a quick smile at the guy as I grabbed Mr. Weaver’s hand and yanked him down the hallway.





I suddenly really hoped the front desk couldn’t hear what was about to happen in my room.











We barely got inside my room and closed the door before I gasped as Tyler grabbed me and pinned me hard against it. I moaned into his kiss, shivering at the animalistic way he growled as he kissed me fiercely. I could feel my young body respond, my pulse racing as my nipples hardened to points and my pussy leaked wetness into my panties. I could feel how hard he was, pressing into my thighs, and I moaned as I reached down to stroke him through his pants.





He pulled me away from he door then and spun me around. I gasped as he pushed me down, bending me over so that my hands were flat on my desk with my ass thrust back towards him. I whimpered as I felt his lips against my ear, nibbling me there before trailing down to my neck. His hands slide down my side as he kissed down my back, and then I could feel his fingers pulling up on the hem of my skirt.