Mary's Submission Page 5

  “How did you know?”

  “Well, Jasmine was told by another student who found out from her sisters.” I nod, “And also I can see him on his balcony,”

  I look over back at the house and see Liam drinking a glass of something on the balcony. With his white shirt rolled up to his elbow and he leans on the railing. From here I can see the way his muscles almost burst the shirt he’s wearing and the way his ass looks as it gets hugged by his tight black slacks.

  “See something you like?” Julia nudges me again and I shake my head.

  “No, I’m just looking.”

  “Mmm, more like drooling.”

  I cross my arms over my chest and stare at the floor. It sucks that my friends don’t know about Liam and I. But if they knew it could also get them in trouble.

  “What’s up, Mary?” Julia wraps her arms around me and rubs my back.

  Julia is looking up at me with her puppy dog eyes and I nearly spill everything. I’ve never been able to resist the way Julia looks at me. It’s so cute and she’s so sweet. It’s also a little funny because she’s so much smaller than me it’s like she’s my kid and wants my food.

  “Just trust me, Julia. Please,” It’s all I can say.

  “Sure thing,” she says.

  Suddenly Julia says,“Okay, Um, I’m gonna go. See ya.” Julia starts to leave and I follow her but she stops me.

  “I’m a big girl Mary, I can get a cab myself.” She smiles then nods to Liam’s house and I smile.

  I turn back to his house and see he’s still on the balcony and when I turn back Julia is gone. I peek into the house and she’s with Jasmine and she points outside and Jasmine gives Julia her phone.

  Trust her Mary. A voice inside me says.

  We are a very protective group. It’s always been just us and we’ve always had each other back. But Julia is right, she’s a big girl and can take care of herself despite what her shyness might suggest.

  I look around, making sure no one has seen me before walking towards the back of the yard. But before I can unlatch the fence, I hear a voice behind me.

  “Hey Mary!” It’s Karl.

  Fuck.

  I turn around and see Karl stumble his way to me. He’s drunk. And now I’m worried. Drunk people are the worst. I wonder if I should just slip over the fence and pretend I didn’t hear him, but before I can, he’s already in my space.

  I can smell a ridiculous amount of alcohol on him and I nearly gag. Tomorrow is going to be hell for him.

  “What do you want, Karl?” I have my hand on the latch, if he takes another step forward I can undo it and slip by.

  “Nothing, just want to see you. You look very pretty today.” He looks me over and when Liam does it, it’s hot but when Karl does, it’s a little more… perverted.

  “It’s night, Karl. So it would be tonight not today,” Okay, it’s a bit childish to correct him on something like that. He’s probably not even going to remember this tomorrow. Karl is usually a very nice guy. Boy next door and all. But drunk Karl is scarry. He’s suddenly got an ego boost and it makes me uncomfortable. My hands shake as I search for the latch to the door.

  “Um, okay Karl. I’m going to go.” I undo the latch and realize that it’s a little harder than I expected, “I-um, yeah, I’m going to go and-” Karl takes another step towards me and reaches his hands out to touch me. 

  Panic runs through me, and I wonder if I should scream.

  “Karl, back the fuck up!” I say instead. I push him back, trying to get him away from me but he barely moves.

  Karl’s face looks shocked. Like he didn’t expect me to say that. I take that moment to actually look at the lock and undo it. I open the door and go through it before closing the door and putting back the lock. The fence is actually like two feet high. Karl could jump that. Hell, I could have jumped that.

  He takes another step forward and takes my wrist in his hand.

  “Karl, get the fuck off of me!” I yank my hand forcefully and stumble back.

  But instead of stumbling back onto the ground, I feel a warm, hard body behind me. I look up and see Liam there. Looking mad as hell and looking at Karl with lethal eyes.

  “Mr. Drake, go home,” Liam growls and Karl backs up, then runs into the house.

  I turn around and bury my head into Liam’s chest. I feel him pick me up and it’s like I weigh nothing. His breath doesn’t change, but when I look up at his face, I can still tell that he’s mad.

  He brings me into his house and places me on the couch. He takes my wrist in his hand and examines it. It’s so sweet. His touches are soft which is different since he is not a soft man. After seeing that I am all right he looks at me and asks.

  “Are you okay?” I nod. My hands are still shaking but the warmth of Liam makes me feel safer.

  “Yeah, I’m fine.” My back stiffens and my panic comes back when I am reminded of Julia.

  “Mary, are you okay?”

  “Yeah yeah. Um, can I use your phone?”

  Liam nods and points over to the other end of the couch. I pick up the phone and dial Julia’s cell phone number.

  “Hello?”

  “Julia, it’s Mary.”

  “Oh hello Mary, um, what’s up?”

  “Just wanting to check on you. Did you go home without a hitch?”

  “Yeah, got a cab, paid, now I’m going to bed.”

  Julia must have noticed the fear in my voice because her next question is.

  “Has something happened?”

  It’s really easy to get Julia worked up. She is a worrier but I also don’t want her to think about it all night.

  “Okay, something did, but I'm okay. All right?”

  “Oh my God! Mary what happened?”

  “It’s nothing. Just a drunk guy. I’m fine.”

  “Fine. You're fine. Right, you're fine. Are you sure you are fine?”

  “Yes Julia, trust me. I’m a big girl. I got this.”

  Julia seems to calm down and after a few more reassurances we hang up and I sit back down on the couch. During our conversation Liam went into the kitchen because there was some hot chocolate on the table.

  Chapter ten

  Liam

  Chapter 10: Liam

  While Mary talks to her friend, I make her some hot chocolate. Figured that would be something that she would like. It occurred to me that I don’t know anything specific about Mary. I don’t know her favourite book or what kind of music she likes to listen to. And she doesn’t know anything about me.

  I put it down on the table in front of her as she reassures her friend that she’s fine. Then I go back into the kitchen to give her some space to talk.

  I saw Mary from the balcony and when I heard her tell someone to get off of her; I darted towards her. Fear overtook me. The fact that someone would hurt my angel and I got scared and angry.

  When I saw that it was the punk from my class I knew I couldn’t beat the shit out of him for touching Mary so when she got out of his grip and I caught her I composed myself the best I could and just told him to go home.

  We are definitely going to have a talk about this. Not only as someone who likes Mary, but as a teacher and an adult. Being drunk sure as hell isn’t an excuse to harass people and whether or not he remembers he needs to be corrected.

  I grip the kitchen counter so that I stop shaking. I don’t want Mary to see me this mad. Just in case she gets scared. I don’t normally lose my temper. I can remain calm in most situations. But thoughts of him hurting Mary plague my mind and I can’t seem to get myself to calm down fully. Even though I can hear her in the next room over. I know she’s okay. I looked at her wrist and other than a small bruise, it’s fine.

  “Liam.” I hear Mary’s soft voice behind me, but I don’t turn around.

  “I’m fine.” It comes out harsher than what I want it to and I regret it immediately. “Sorry, babe, I’m just… a bit wound up.” I know I don’t deserve to be this angry. It’s Mary that got h
urt not me but possessiveness that I’ve never felt before threatens to consume me and I don't know what to do.

  I feel Mary touch my back, and instantly all the rage goes away. It was like her softness broke every shard of glass into little pieces and it flew away.

  I turn around and see Mary standing there. In a tight green dress and a gentle smile. She looks so sexy. My mind switches between getting turned on and trying some way to comfort Mary.

  Then she says three little words that make up my mind.

  “I need you.”

  I pick her up in my arms and take her to my bedroom. It will be the first time in decades that I took a woman to my room. I grew up in this house. My dad brought it when I was born. It was just my dad and I for the longest time. My mom left him for some other man six months after I was born. According to the stories, their marriage wasn’t great, anyway. Now mom and I text a few times a year and everyone is more happy. Dad remarried and is vacationing in Cancun. He’s retired now. Despite the name of the school neither my father nor I run it. He gave it to his best friend who was better suited for the job. Don’t get me wrong, my dad offered me the job. But I was more interested in teaching than running a school. It was the best choice for everyone.

  I kick my door closed and place Mary gently on the bed and look over her gorgeous body. I don't know what I did to deserve her. But I’m grateful. Mary touches her body and my cock gets excited in my pants.

  “Are you sure you want this now?” I just want to make sure one more time.

  “Yes. I want you inside me, Liam. Right now.” Mary sits up and takes off her dress in one pull. Underneath she is wearing nothing but a garter belt and black stockings. No panties and no bra.

  Fuck me.

  My dick becomes instantly hard and I palm it just to stop myself from coming right then and there.

  “So easy,” Mary teases and I grin.

  “Speak for yourself.” I put my hand in between her thighs and cup her sopping pussy.

  “We’ve been here for, what? Two minutes and you‘re already soaking for me.”

  “I’m always wet for you,” I groan and sink a finger inside of her.

  “Fuck, you are soaked,” Mary’s hips move, and she starts to fuck herself on my hand. I keep my hand still and let her use me as her personal fuck toy.

  As her orgasm rolls over her, I hold her close and palm her ass. Then I step back and take off my clothes. My cock slaps against my stomach and I rub my cock as Mary lies on her back and spreads her legs.

  “Fuck me, Professor.” I get up onto the bed dip down to lick her pussy.

  “Fuck, you taste good. A man could get addicted quick.” Mary sits up on her elbows and watches me eat her out. And it makes it even more erotic.

  “You like watching me lick your pussy, baby?”

  “Mm-hmm,” she moans.

  “Spread your lips, baby. Let me get at that little clit of yours.”

  Mary puts her fingers on her pussy and opens herself up for me. My tongue darts out and I lick her clit. Mary mewls and throws her head back in pleasure. I rub my cock while I lick her pretty cunt. I could do this forever and as she comes all over my face, I think I just might. But then Mary grips my head and pulls me up to her face. She kisses me and I knew she can taste herself on my lips.

  “Fuck me. Now.”

  “As you wish,” I gently push her so that she lays flat on the bed and rest myself between her thighs.

  I line my cock up with her pussy and slowly sink into her heat.

  “Fuck me,” I growl.

  “I thought that you were supposed to fuck me?” Mary jokes.

  “If you’re able to joke I guess, I’m not fucking you properly.” It’s my warning before I start to ride her hard.

  I grip the headboard with one hand, and the other is on her hips. I pump into her hard and fast. So hard that I see her inching up towards the headboard. When I feel her muscles start to clamp down on me, I slow down. I want to take as long as I can so that I can give her an amazing orgasm.

  “Liam,” Mary pants, and I lower myself more onto her. She wraps her legs around my waist, her arms around my shoulders.

  I pull out of her and say,

  “Put her hands on the headboard.” Mary turns herself around and scoots up to the headboard, and I pull her ass out towards me.

  I thrust back in, and Mary cried out. With a grip on her hips, I pump my cock in and out of her.

  “Liam! Oh, Liam! I’m going to come!” I pick up the pace and then I feel her pussy tighten around me and she comes.

  “Fuck!” I groan and keep moving her hips. Wringing out every drop of her orgasm. The sounds are incredibly hot and wet. My thighs slap behind her legs but even as her orgasm subsides I don’t stop.

  I reach my hand around and rub her clit.

  “Liam. I can’t,” I spank her ass then go back to rubbing her clit.

  “Yes you can, Mary. Come again. Come again for your professor.”

  “Ah!” After a few more thrusts, she comes again, and this time I come as well.

  We sink to the bed. Me spooning her on our sides. While catching our breaths, I think about what’s next. For us. She is going to be at this school for four more years. I wonder how long we can keep this up. Mary can get another teacher after the semester so that will at least keep her place in the school and my job but it’s more like everything after that I worry about. Will this relationship last? I have no intention of letting her go but I don’t want to stop her if she wants a life outside of this. Most of the students who come here have aspirations that are usually full of travel and moving around.

  I’ve never left. I was born and raised in this town, and I never thought about going anywhere else. I traveled during my school years but that was kind of it. I am barely able to get through a day without having Mary. I don’t know what I’ll do if I have to go through an entire year without her. Could I go with her? I have enough money that I don’t have to work. I could just follow her from state to state. Country to country, playing for the biggest orchestras until she was done. Then we’d come back and have kids and a house.

  Perhaps four years is enough for us to figure out what we want. All I know is that I’m keeping Mary. That, no one will be able to change my mind. Not even my dad who would probably freak out if he knew I was dating a student. That was one of the biggest rules that he instilled in me. No dating students. It doesn’t hurt me at all that I broke that rule. But it means that I will be paying for it later. The worst scenario is that Dad doesn’t talk to me for a while. Once he knows how I feel about Mary, he might understand.

  “What’s going on in that mind of yours?” Mary asks.

  She shifts her ass against my cock and though I’m not young enough that it makes it hard immediately, I can tell that it won’t be long before I’ll need to sink into her tight heat.

  “Just thinking about you.” I kiss her knuckles and play with her slim fingers.

  “Oh, how sweet.” she says sarcastically.

  I swat her ass and that makes her push more into me.

  “Fuck, sweetheart. If you do that again I won’t be able to let your pussy rest,”

  Mary shifts then straddles my waist.

  “You let me worry about my pussy,”

  I cup her and she grinds herself against my palm.

  “I told you, in my bed, your body is mine. Which means so is this.” I spank her pussy and Mary yelps.

  I feel my cock stir underneath the sheets. My need starting up again. Wanting. Needing. Aching for her.

  “Who’s pussy is this, Mary?” Her eyes are closed and her mouth hangs open slightly. Her panting and movements make her breasts sway and I take one of her nipples in my mouth then nip at her.

  “Mary? Answer your Professor when he’s talking to you.”

  “Yours. It’s yours,”

  “Full sentences sweetheart.”

  “This pussy is yours, Professor”

  “Fuck.” I growl.

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sp; I move the sheets away until my cock stands straight up underneath Mary. I rub her clit while she sinks down on my cock and we both groan. She’s so wet and tight. I swear I could live in her forever.

  Chapter eleven

  Mary

  I ride Liam's cock slowly. This isn’t one of those fast and hard fuckings. More like a slow and romantic one. I place my hands on his broad chest and move my hips in a way that by the look on his face is driving him crazy. It pleases me that I’m pleasuring him. And getting an orgasm out of it.

  I can feel every inch of his cock inside of me. The way it brushes against my g-spot. And when it almost slips out of me but then I sink down and he fills me. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. My orgasm comes slow as our movements then Liam speeds his movements on my clit and I come. Then Liam joins me. Filling me with his seed.

  I’m almost disappointed that I am on birth control because I would love to carry his child.

  Almost.

  I still have the end of this year of school and three more years. I can’t get pregnant yet. But I can think about it. I can think about a lot of things. Like this relationship being permanent. There is so much grey area and ways that this can go all wrong that I can’t afford to be fully in. We need to be diligent. Because even if our relationship is temporary, getting fired and getting kicked out of school can be more permanent.

  I collapse onto Liam’s chest and he rubs my back. Up and down softly. For such rough hands he’s got the sweetest touch.

  “Mary?” Liam asks.

  “Yeah,” I yawn in his chest and cuddle closer.

  “Will you go out with me?” My eyes widen and I sit up, feeling Liam’s semi hard cock deeper in me.

  I groan then shake my head. Trying to clear it.

  “You want to go out with me?”

  “Yeah, like to dinner. We can have it here so no one sees us. But yes, Mary. Will you have dinner with me here?”

  Tears prick my eyes and I don’t know why I’m getting so emotional. And Liam notices.

  “Sweetheart. Why are you crying? Something I said?” He brushes my cheeks and kisses my eyes.