Guilty Pleasures

Naomi suppressed her scream of climax as Gerard's tongue continuously brought her more pleasure.

Gerard was in heaven. The girl who was the object of every one of his
fantasies was laying on his desk, naked, writhing with ecstasy because of
what he was doing to her. Gerard stood up, letting his pants slide down his
legs as his erection sprung free.

Seconds before he was preparing to thrust into her wet opening, the PA
speakers crackled in the room.

“Faculty meeting in the library, five minutes. Don’t be late.”

Gerard ground his teeth together. “Fucking hell.”

Naomi slowly came down from the bliss that was coursing through her body as
she struggled to sit up.

Gerard turned his eyes back to her, tilting his head to look at the young
woman lying beneath him. “Where do you think you’re going, sugar?” he asked
in a playful tone.

“You have a meeting,” Naomi replied, still breathless. She gasped, a smile
fluttering on her lips as he slowly pushed into her, never breaking eye contact.

“In five minutes,” he replied with his own smile.

As they moved together, both were surprised at the intimacy of the moment.
The situation was a far cry from being romantic- it was filled with too much
lust to be considered romance- but something about being connected to each
other with their bodies and their eyes brought a new depth to their relationship.

Something felt complete for the first time, but both were too consumed by desire to think about it.

Pleasure radiated through Naomi's body as everything else faded away. They
were the only two people in the world, as far as she was concerned, and she
wasn’t willing to let go of the feeling just yet.

Gerard tightened his hold on her, lifting her from the desk to pivot and
press her against the dry-erase board that lined one wall. He had to
squeeze his eyes shut as her back arched toward him, letting him penetrate
even further.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he whispered as he continuously filled her.

“Yours,” Naomi readily agreed. “Only yours.”

Gerard practically glowed at the admission, seconds before he felt her body
shudder and convulse with her second climax. He followed closely behind,
pulsing deep inside of her before pulling her close in a crushing hold.

This was Naomi's favorite time with Gerard. The sex was unbelievably
amazing, but it was nothing compared to the comfort he offered her, just by
pulling her close to him directly afterward.

“That was fucking amazing,” Gerard said breathlessly, pulling back to brush the hair out of her face.

Naomi breathed heavily as she nodded, not trusting herself to speak. A few
minutes later, Gerard slipped from her warmth as he looked at the clock.

“Well, I’m late,” he said with a slight grin.

“You don’t seem too upset,” Naomi replied, slowly pulling her clothes back on.

Gerard buckled his belt before stepping behind Naomi as she adjusted her
pants, wrapping his arms around her waist as she straightened. Her naked
torso was enough to have him hard again as he began nibbling lightly on her neck.

“Of course I’m not upset, sugar,” he murmured against her skin. “I’d rather
be inside you than sitting with a bunch of stuffy, tweed-wearing know-it-alls.”

Naomi stiffened as she pulled away, slipping her shirt over her head.
“You didn’t seem to mind Ms. Cuts flirting with you.”

Gerard sighed.
“Are you still on that?”

“Why shouldn’t I be?”
Naomi asked as she smoothed her hair.
“You said it was nothing, but is that what I am? Is she just another ‘nothing’ to add to your list?”

Naomi had no idea where the hostility came from. It was as if her brain had
become detached from her mouth and, judging from the look on Gerard's face,
they better become reacquainted real fast.

“What do you want me to say, Nae?”
he asked, narrowing his eyes at her as she grabbed her bag off the floor.

“Denying it might be a good start,”
Naomi replied, her arms crossed over her chest. How did things spiral out of control so fast? She felt as if she was in a standoff with a man that, just moments ago, she’d felt an unparalleled intimate connection.

“I don’t owe you anything,”
Grerad said, his anger getting the best of him. He regretted it the moment he saw the hurt flash in her eyes.

“Fine,”
Naomi said in a cold voice as her eyes hardened, hiding the emotions that she was feeling.
“Then I guess I don’t owe you anything.”

“Nae-“

“I’ll just go find my own ‘nothing’ so I won’t bother you anymore.”

Gerard caught her arm as she wrenched the door open. He was about to respond when he noticed a very flustered Ray Toro with his hand poised to knock. Naomi and Gerard stared at him for a moment before Gerard dropped Naomi's arm as if it burned him.

“Miss Hackett,”
Ray said, giving her a polite nod.

“Hello, Toro,” she said softly.

Ray turned his attention to the other man.
“Mr. Way, I was sent to see if you remembered the faculty meeting.”

“On my way there now,”
Gerard replied with a higher class accent than he normally used.
“Just had to finish…tutoring Miss Hackett.”

“I see,” Ray replied, not sounding entirely convinced.

“And if you’ll excuse me,”
Naomi said, directing her attention at the older man.
“My mom’s expecting me.”

“Of course,” Ray said, moving out of the way as Naomi walked down the hallway.

“Miss Hackett,” Gerardcalled after her, watching as she turned but didn’t
entirely face him.
“We’ll discuss the question you had at a later time.”

“Don’t worry about it, Mr. Way,”
Naomi replied, turning around to settle him with a hard look.
“I’m understanding everything with perfect clarity.”

Gerard suppressed a sigh as she continued to walk away.

“Mr. Way,” Ray spoke up, breaking him out of his thoughts. “I’ve known Miss Hackett for a long time, and I care about her a great deal. I feel the need to remind you that she is only sixteen.”

‘Shit, shit, shit.’

“Whatever you’re implying, Mr. Toro, I can assure you it is an unfounded concern.”

“Glad to hear it,” Ray said with a friendly smile and a slap on the back.
Gerard returned the smile halfheartedly as he followed the older man down the
hallway. He felt his heart sink as he heard the exit door slam shut and could see Naomi through the pane of glass that was still rattling with the force that she slammed it as she hurriedly walked away. He was definitely going
to have to make it up to her for this one.