Beautiful Burn (13 page)

Here.

The
single answer burned behind my eyelids. I shook the surprise from my
brain and hustled to the front door. I opened it, and in the dark
moonlight, hidden in a corner of the shaded front step, stood Auburn.
She wore a pair of tight, dark wash jeans, snug from thigh to ankle,
with a pair of sexy heeled boots, and a loose white tank top. It
flowed around her, held only at the neck by a thin black strap.

I blew out a soft
whistle as my eyes drank her in.

“
Shut
up.” She swatted me on the shoulder. “It’s Callie’s. Pretty,
huh?” She did a cute little turn to show off the outfit.

“
Fucking
stunning.” I ducked into the shadowed light and kissed her lips
with slow precision. With hands gliding up the planes of her waist
and back, I held her, tucking my nose into her neck. “What are you
doing here?”

“
First,”
she grinned wickedly as her eyes scanned my body. “Lookin' good,
Mr. West.” She trailed her index finger down the ridge that
separated my abdominals. I stood on the stoop in just fleece sleep
shorts that sat low on my hips.

“
Glad
you like what you see,” I flirted as her fingertip danced at the
edge of my waistband.

“
I
just wanted to say goodnight,” she whispered.

“
I’m
glad you did.” I touched her forehead with my own. Her hair fell in
soft curls over her shoulders and was a little wild, I assumed from
the fun she'd been having. I pulled her into me and soaked up her
light. If we were so wrong, how could it feel so right?

“
Do
you want to come in?” I asked, hoping against hope she'd come back
to bed with me.

“
I
shouldn't.” She tucked a strand behind her ear as she pulled away.
“I promised Grandma I'd take her to the flower market in the
morning.” A frown danced around her lips and I could tell she
wanted to stay as badly as I wanted her to.

“
So
grandma's cock-blocking me?”

She erupted into
giggles against my chest. “It would seem so.”

I held her in my
arms, one palm stroking her glossy strands before she finally
loosened her arms from my waist and pulled away. “I'll let you get
back to bed.” She snapped the waistband of my shorts with her index
finger.

“
I
wish you were coming to bed with me.” I clasped her hand before she
could dart away.

“
Me
too,” she murmured, twisting her fingers with mine.

“
Goodnight,
Auburn,” I finally murmured, reluctant to let her go.

“
Goodnight,
Reed.” Her quiet voice filtered across the thick night air and
without looking back, she turned the corner and was gone.

I
bounded up the steps Monday anxious to lay eyes on the girl who’d
been occupying my thoughts all weekend. I slid into the classroom
just as the hand landed on the one. While students shuffled papers
and pulled out books, my eyes landed on Auburn. She sat half-way back
and on the right with the bright light of the window casting a
soft-focus glow around her.

I
greeted the class and started by talking to them about the importance
of a well-edited manuscript. Not only would they need to correct
typos and grammar, but I encouraged them to be fearless when it came
to the cutting room floor. With just over two weeks in the summer
course remaining, I explained where I expected them to be in their
first drafts. There were a lot of questions, so after talking most of
the class, I released them a few minutes early.

I
watched Auburn dig through her bag and pull out and replace the same
book a few times as she waited for everyone to shuffle out, before
walking down the aisle to me. She wore cut-offs and a billowy, floral
top that was cut a little low, but with feminine frill every where
else, it made her look more innocent ingenue than tiger on the prowl,
and on the prowl is exactly what she was.

Her eyes were
hooded and glistening as she approached. I was so ready.

“
Hope
you didn't get into too much trouble this weekend, Mr. West.” She
flashed me a seductive look. She turned her hip and showed me the
round curve of her denim-covered ass. My mouth watered and I was
transported into a daydream where I ripped her shorts down her legs
and tasted her sweet cunt over my desk. I swallowed and averted my
eyes, redirecting my attention to the girl that always held it.

“
Not
nearly enough,” I answered.

“
Maybe
we can do something about that,” she purred and tapped her index
finger against my closed lips. My mouth parted and I sucked in her
digit, tasting and nipping, before dragging along the flesh with my
teeth. “Mmm…” she hummed before dropping to her knees, her
hands working on the zipper of my dark pants.

“
Auburn!
Fuck, not here.”

“
Yes,
here.” She looked up at me with a careless smile and devilish
sparkle, then pulled my cock from my pants and sank her mouth down on
it.

“
Auburn,”
I groaned and wrapped my fingers in her silky hair. I began to tell
her we should stop, maybe move this to my place, when I heard the
faint echo of a door closing.

“
Auburn.”
My eyes shot to the small rectangular window two thirds of the way up
the door.

“
Shh...”
She held a finger to her mouth and backed under my desk. Her long
legs folded beneath her as she sat hidden and waiting. I quickly
tucked my cock in my pants and zipped up, before sitting at my chair
and sliding in to disguise Auburn as best as I could. The door burst
open less than a minute later and Steph hurtled in.

“
Steph.”
I tried to smile as I felt Auburn tighten further beneath my desk. I
prayed she wouldn’t have to cough or sneeze.

“
Hi,
Mr. West.” Steph waved happily, as if I hadn't just seen her five
minutes ago. “Forgot my notebook.” She swiped the spiral bound
notebook off her desk and walked up to me. I chastised myself for not
noticing it was there earlier,
before
Auburn
had put my cock in her mouth.

“
I’m
glad you’re still here.” She said a little too fast. “I was
wondering,” she shifted, leaned over. I noticed a couple buttons
popped on her collar. Christ, she was coming on to me and here I sat,
my cock thick between my legs and wet with Auburn’s saliva as she
hunkered between my feet.

“
Maybe
we could go for coffee or something this weekend?” Steph twisted a
lock of hair around her finger as she smiled expectantly.

“
Now
isn’t really a very good time…”

“
Oh,
I know things with Mel are still fresh. I thought if you wanted to
talk about it...”

“
I
just don't think it's the right time yet.”

“
I
understand. Someone said Mel mentioned–actually, nevermind.” She
looked as if she’d said too much.

“
Someone
said what?” I leaned closer, anxious to hear what the rumor mill
had to say about the demise of my marriage.

“
Oh
nothing. I just wanted to jump in before everyone else.” She
giggled so loudly it nearly pierced my ear drum, before a realization
seemed to occur to her. “There isn’t someone else already is
there?”

“
Steph,
I don't really think, it's just, ya know, Mel would…” I struggled
to find words.

“
You
know, we've all been waiting for this to happen. We all thought from
the beginning you were too good for her, but the offer stands if you
change your mind.” She smiled and waited, for what I wasn't sure.

“
Um...ok.
Thanks, I appreciate your concern.” I rambled, taken aback by her
words. I held my breath and shifted the rigid muscles of my thighs as
I waited for her to exit. I nearly choked when a hand smoothed up my
pant leg and landed square on my crotch, over my raging hard-on that
had been happily seated between Auburn’s lips just minutes before.
“I’ve got to get going Steph.” I hastily shuffled a few more
books into my bag, praying for her to leave. Auburn increased the
pressure on my dick, her fingertips strumming a small rhythm through
the fabric, my cock burning for release.

“
Of
course. If you ever need anything...” The innuendo in Steph's words
left me anxious and irritable.

“
Thanks.”
I smiled and Steph finally turned to make her exit just as Auburn
unzipped the teeth on my pants. The door swung closed with a loud
thud as Auburn’s mouth swallowed my dick and lodged in the back of
her throat. I twisted and my hands threaded through her hair as I
held her tightly. Forcing her on my cock, taking it deeper.

“
Such
a cock tease.” I groaned as she sucked up the length, tongued the
tip, and then hallowed her cheeks and sucked again. “I’m going to
cum down that beautiful throat and then I’m taking you home for
your punishment.”

She
hummed a smile around my cock, before jerking me off with her hand,
her tongue licking and caressing at the base and driving me insane.
Just before my release hit me I pulled her head down, and she
swallowed the long spurts of my semen.

“
You
are in so much trouble.” I said as I lifted her, a radiant smile
blanketing her face, while she stayed in step behind me. “You go
out first.” I pushed her to the door.

“
Sure
thing, Mr West.” Auburn mimicked Steph and batted her eyelashes at
me. I shook my head, a smile on my face, and tapped her on the ass
before she snuck out the door. I hoped like fuck she was free tonight
because that little scene wasn’t nearly enough.

I
stood outside, enjoying the cool night air and waiting for Auburn
later that night. We’d made plans earlier to meet at my place after
dark. When I’d asked her what time, after dark was all she’d
said. Auburn made my cock ache and my teeth clench in frustration at
any given moment, but what I craved from her the most was the easy
banter that existed between us. I heard a car door closing down the
street and a plan formulated in my mind as I waited, hoping it was
her.

Footsteps
came closer, slow and cautious. She turned the corner, her phone out
and head bent, before she looked behind her and then up the stairs to
my apartment as
she
tucked her
phone away.

“
Stay
there.” I grunted as I stepped out of the shadows. Anxious eyes
caught mine. She stood still, all but her chest heaving, belying her
racing heart and rapid breathing. I advanced on her, circled, then
grabbed her wrists and pushed her against the brick wall.

“
You
were bad, Auburn,” I hummed at her ear. She moaned while her hips
pressed against my pelvis, her ass cheeks seeking contact with my
cock. “I told you I was going to punish you tonight.” Again she
only nodded as quick breaths escaped her throat, her cheek pressed to
the cool brick of the building.

“
I’m
going to fuck you out here because you sucked me off under my desk
while I talked to a student. Such a naughty whore.” I lifted the
skirt she wore and my cock jumped when my palm met bare flesh. “Good
girl.” I fisted at the flesh of her bottom before landing a swift
smack on it. She jumped with a squeak, fingernails clutching at the
maroon brick at her sides. She moaned and stuck her ass out further
while I held the fabric of her skirt at her waist. With my hands at
her hips, I positioned her into the moonlight. I wanted a first-class
view when I slid into her. She arched and moaned when I sheathed
myself and started working her hips back and forth, grinding her ass
against my pelvis. I ran my palms up her skin, down her thighs,
between her legs to finger her clit, and up to tug on her hair. I
couldn’t get enough. I was a man starved.

“
Tell
me who owns this sweet cunt.” I growled and fingered her clit
furiously as I worked in and out. She pushed, flat-palmed against the
brick and rocked her hips with mine.

“
You
do,” she moaned.