Beautiful Dream (22 page)

Chapter 18

-Josh-

The elevator buzzes just above the music, and I make my way towards it, pressing the button to let Luci up. I’m embarrassed by the state my friends are in. Matt’s drunk off his mind playing darts with two friends, another two are playing video games, and two more are in the corner, grinding mercilessly with the strippers.

The elevator doors open, and I take her in my arms as soon as she steps out.

“Hey, this one is really hot,” Kyle walks over from his dart game.

“This one is mine, don’t touch,” I spit.

“Hey Luci!” Matt waves.

“We said no girls unless they’re strippers,” Kyle sloppily stammers. “Unless you’re going to share?”

“Knock it off,” Matt shouts.

“Get the fuck outta here,” I tell him, already moving Luci along, quickly ushering her up the stairs.

“Your friends are-”

“Drunk.” I smile at her attempt to be polite as I lock the door to my suite behind us.

“Were those actual strippers down there?” She asks, dropping her bag on the floor.

“No, they were fake ones,” I tease.

“Ugh, you know what I meant,” she rolls her eyes.

“For the record I didn’t-”

“I believe you,” she interrupts.

“Matt didn’t either,” I add.

“He seems like a good guy,” she nods.

“He is,” I pull her towards me, and in this moment I’m just so glad she’s here that I don’t even mention her parents.

“Did they, like, put on a show?” Curiosity has got the best of her, and it’s completely endearing.

“Uh huh,” I whisper. “And you know what?”

She shakes her head.

“Yours is the only show I want to see.” I step back, and a wonderful idea comes to mind. “So let’s see what you got, Cunningham.”

She giggles, her eyes wild, as she pushes me down onto the nearest chair. “I hear you can’t touch the talent,” she laughs, her words hot on my lips. I lean forward and steal a quick kiss. She laughs again, pulling back, faking anger because I already broke her rule. “But if you’re good,” she gives me a stern look, and I hold my hands up, surrendering. “Then maybe I’ll let you.”

She takes my hands and places them behind my back while grabbing my tie off the dresser.

“Just to be sure,” she smiles.

I watch her intently as she climbs on top of me, her long hair falling in my face as she reaches over and ties a knot. My cock already springing against my slacks.

She slides off of me and begins to gently run her hands all over her body, and I swallow hard as she seductively moves while undressing herself.

This is most definitely the far better show. My mouth falls open and my eyes can’t stop wandering, because she’s enchanting and alluring.

Once naked, she climbs back on top of me, grinding her hips a few times before kneeling on my thighs. She raises and lowers her body, as if she were riding me, while her breasts flop in my face.

She’s enjoying herself, so I don’t stop her, but shit does my cock need attention badly! I want to wrap my arms around her, and even though I can easily get out of my bindings, I don’t. Instead, I stick my tongue out and lick her nipple as it bounces in front of me. She wasn’t expecting it, and falls against me, laughing and smiling in a provocatively irresistible way.

“Can we untie me now?” I smile.

“No,” she giggles. “I have to tell you my secret.”

“Yeah? What’s that?” I entertain her amused look.

Her forehead rests against mine as she bites her lip, and I steal another kiss.

“I love making you come in your pants,” she whispers.

“Then do it,” I kiss her again, moaning at her slow, seductive moves. “Bouncing on me,” I beg. “Hard.”

She does, gyrating her bare pussy all over me, and even though I’m wearing pants, I can still feel her heat.

“That’s it!” The way she’s rolling her hips while her breasts are stuffed in my face has me thrusting up towards her with dire need. I can already feel the rush of fluid rising in my shaft.

She starts moaning, the rocking causing her obvious pleasure as well. “You like that?” She asks, as if she can’t already tell.

“Mm, I love it,” I kiss her breasts. “The way your pussy is stroking my dick. I’m going to come so hard!”

She grinds deeper at my words, and a moment letter she begins to shake, falling towards me as her own release takes over. That does it for me too. I blast into my pants, letting the tie fall as I wrap my arms around her, shoving us together hard.

Her big brown eyes stare at me expectantly as she stands, before kneeling on the floor. She undoes my pants, admiring the mess I’ve made.

“Is that what you wanted?”

“Uh huh,” she replies, and I’ve never grabbed her so fast. I lay her down on the nearby bed and finish taking my pants off. Even though I’m no longer rock hard, I’m stiff enough to plunge inside her, and shit do I. I know it’s not safe, since I have come all over me, but my need trumps everything else. Besides, I think by now she’s had to have gone to the doctor.

“Uh! Uh! Uh!” I ram. Her legs extend straight out and her nipples poke into the air as she cries out. “You have another big load for me?”

My cock just keeps extending, and after a few more thrusts, I quickly pull out, just incase she didn’t go to the doctor after all, and empty hard over her stomach. I have no control over it, and some lands in her hair.

“Oh my God!” She smiles, watching as the last bits ooze out of my cock.

“More!” She squeals in delight, but I think I need a break before I can go again. That was a huge load.

“More?!” I tease. “Where?”

“You know where,” she starts to climb on top of me, but I quickly push her back down.

I smile, kissing her neck, while my hand travels to her pussy. “Here?” I play coy, inserting a finger. She moans loudly, and I can already tell I’ll be able to go again soon. I remove my finger, noticing not only her juices, but my come as well. “I’m going to finger fuck you with my come, is that what you want?”

Her delicious moans tell me that that’s exactly what she wants, and I plunge my finger back in, not letting up. She spreads her legs wider, and I place a second finger inside, pushing my come in and out, until she’s whimpering and shaking.

“That’s it!” She cries. “Pound me!”

I’m getting so turned by how wet she is. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her like this before.

“Oh, it’s so good!”

I push my fingers in deeper, and suddenly, a screaming orgasm rips through her. She’s grabbing my fingers like a vice, and I feel her wetness gush over and around them.

“Fuck!”

“Wishing that was your dick?” She pants.

I nod. “Can you go again?”

“With you?” She laughs. “Always.”

I slowly start to rub her clit, as to not overwhelm, but it’s to no use. “Shit!” She screams. “This going to be really quick!”

“Yeah?” I tease, moving faster.

“Oh god!” Her body starts thrashing. “Yes!”

The moment she’s about to go over the edge I stuff myself inside her. I don’t even move, except for my two fingers rubbing her clit, and she comes again, grabbing me, the walls of her vagina massaging my dick as if she were giving me a fucking blowjob.

I can’t last another second. I pull out just in time to unload.

“Uh!” I blast, shoving my hips up. “Uh!” Another blast. She wraps her hand around me and begins to jerk. “UHHHHHH!” A long rope hits her, and I fall onto the bed, lying down as I catch my breath.

Shit that was amazing.

“Are you hungry or anything?” I close my eyes, sated.

“No,” she exhales. “I ate with Ren.”

“Right! So how was seeing her?” I open my eyes.

“Good!” She turns over to face me. “It was a lot of fun.”

“I’m glad,” I brush her cheek. “Do you want to get out of here and go back to my place?”

“What about your bachelor party?” A frown line forms on her pretty face.

“They’re all wasted anyway,” I shake my head. “I haven’t had a drink in hours, and I want you in my bed.”

“Well how can I say no to that?” She smiles.

We don’t get back to my place until almost 4am on Saturday morning, and we literally spend the entire day in bed.

It was officially my most favorite day ever, and on Sunday, Luci and I head to her favorite diner for brunch.

She adjusts the heat in my car, and just as I stop at a red light, we both turn to one another at exactly the same time.

“Why do all these girls keep calling you?”

“Why haven’t you said anything to your parents about us?”

We laugh.

“I haven’t told them,” she answers first, “because I feel foolish, because it’s obvious how much I love you, and I don’t think they’ll understand. They won’t see past who you were.”

“I don’t know why they keep calling me,” I answer, “but I swear I don’t pick up, or call them back, and if it bothers you I can change my number.”

She offers a small smile, and I sigh loudly.

“Do you remember the day you first walked into my classroom?”

“How can I forget?” She gives me a look.

“I’ve always talked about how wrong it felt for wanting you, but that was only part of it,” I pause. “You took my breath away. I looked into your eyes and they
saw me
, as if you
knew
.” I sigh loudly. “From that moment on, my heart beat for you.”

“Josh,” she sighs, grabbing my hand.

“My point is, if they don’t understand right away, it will be easy for us to prove it to them over time.”

“Maybe brunch is a bad idea,” she giggles as the light changes.

“Why?”

“I liked being in bed with you all weekend,” she shrugs.

I pull into the restaurant parking lot, getting out of the car and running to her side quickly. I grab the door just as her feet hit the ground. “I think,” I graze her cheek with the back of my hand. “This was one of my most favorite weekends ever.”

“Because of the strippers?” She jokes.

“There was one show that stood out alright,” I laugh.

She smiles, licking her lips. “I think,” her eyes lights up. “I want to go to France with you for your sister’s wedding, if it’s not too late.”

“I think I can definitely arrange for that to happen.”

“I
will
pay you back,” she confirms.

“We’ll worry about the details later,” I kiss her, and despite the freezing air swirling around us, our mouths keep us warm.

“Let’s discuss over brunch,” she mumbles, and I nod my agreement without ever leaving her lips.

“Luci?”

The voice causes her eyes to widen, and she immediately breaks away from me.

“Mom!” She wipes her lips.

“Mrs. Cunningham,” I hold out my hand, spotting Gracie just behind her looking horrified.

“Mom,” Luci repeats, clearing her throat. “You remember-”

“Your teacher?” Her Mom spits harshly.

“He’s not my teacher anymore,” She croaks. “He hasn’t been for years.”

“Is this where you’ve been spending all your time?” She demands, shooting Gracie a dirty look. “And you’ve known too?”

“I can explain,” Luci pleads.

“Home. Now.”

Luci offers me a pleading look. “Go,” I nod.

She looks back towards her Mom, deciding.

“Go,” I whisper.

“Ugh,” she looks between us again. “I’ll be right there.”

“Be quick,” her Mom spits before storming towards her car.

Gracie’s still standing there, shaking her head.

“I was texting you all morning, and you probably have a million missed calls from Mom. The principal called the house this morning to ask how I’m doing in light of the rumors surrounding my sister.”

“Fuck,” Luci whispers.

“And seriously,” she stares angrily at me. “What are you two thinking going someplace local like this? For two of the smartest people I know, you’re really dumb-”

“Gracie! Luci!” Her Mom shouts.

“Go!” I tell her.

“I’m really sorry,” she kicks her feet. “She’ll come around.”

“It’s okay,” I rub my neck, trying not get upset, but how could she not have told her parents?

She still doesn’t move, and her expression is slowly killings me.

“I’m sure it’s not easy for them,” I sigh. “I
was
your teacher.”

“Yeah, but-”

“Luci, the thing is, everything that’s running through your Mom’s head right now is worst case scenario,” I can’t help my cold look. “And you have to remember, no matter what you end up telling her - lies or not - everything she most likely fears is true. It happened.”