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for a change of subject at this point.
“I wanna fuck you in this uniform,” he told me in a low voice, making me shiver and push all those worrying thoughts aside to make space for him.
I moved my hips on top of him in slow circles, feeling his shaft in his pants grow bigger with every movement.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful, Valley,” he muttered, pushing my skirt further up and moving his hands to my ass, cupping and squeezing it tightly.
I smiled at him, my admiration for him growing.
Before today, I never let my feelings show in his presence, unsure of what he’d think, but now that I knew I was his, I had to show him how he made me feel.
I pushed my hands into his hair, undoing his bun and letting his hair fall out of it so I could curl my fingers around it and hold on tight.
He leaned in to kiss me, and I quickly took over by licking along his bottom lip to then dip my tongue inside his mouth and taste more of him.
He groaned, pushing my crotch against his while I kept moving on top of him.
Our kiss quickly turned into a hot make out session, with our tongues dancing with each other and our hands moving all over each other’s bodies.
His cock was getting hard in his jeans, and thanks to my skirt not being in the way, I felt it throb against my pussy.
I moaned softly as he kept squeezing my ass and helping me circle my hips on top of him.
“Take this off,” I ordered, pulling at his sweater.
But as he broke the kiss to do what I asked him to, we both froze as we heard the front door open.
“Shit!” I muttered, quickly getting up from his lap and running out of my room and to the stairs.
Della walked into the house with bags of groceries in her arms, her eyes immediately looking up the stairs.
“Hey,” I said out of breath, answering the question that was written all over her face. “Riggs is here. He helped me with my laptop. It didn’t work right,” I lied.
She looked skeptical, and when Riggs stepped next to me with his hair pulled back into a bun again, Della smiled.
“Oh, hello, Riggs. Does her laptop work again?” she asked, not looking back at me.
Guess she was still upset with me.
“Yeah, it works just fine now. I’m leaving,” he said, looking at me and then walking down the stairs.
“So soon? Andrew is coming home early from work, and I was thinking of cooking dinner already. Why don’t you stay?”
Yes!
I stood at the top of the stairs, waiting for his response.
He stopped before he could reach the bottom step, and without turning to look at me, he nodded. “I’d love to. Thank you, Della.”
I smiled, but I couldn’t show my happiness.
Sure, she just interrupted our make out, but I loved having him over for dinner, and I could use some of his company after everything that happened today in school.
“Valley, why don’t you come set the table?” Della suggested.
“I’ll be right there,” I told her, taking another look at Riggs before heading back into my room to collect myself.
My body was aching for him, but I guess we’d have to wait for another time to continue what we had started.
“Why isn’t your car outside? Did Valley pick you up?” Della asked Riggs as I was setting the table while they stood in the kitchen.
“Yeah, she came by my place to ask me if I could come over and help. She doesn’t have my number,” he explained, lying directly to her face.
I had to bite back a grin. I liked this side of him.
“I’m sure she will drive you back home after dinner,” Della said, making it sound like a punishment for whatever reason.
Little did she know I’d totally give Riggs a well needed and deserved blowjob.
“I will,” I said, grinning at Riggs while he shook his head with a smirk on his face.
“How’s life now that you don’t work anymore?” Della asked.
“Great. I’m thinking about working on a few things around the house to keep me busy.”
“If you ever need help with gardening, I’m really good at it.”
“I know. I’ll definitely come back to you about it sooner or later.”
That is, if by then this thing between us hasn’t come out yet. Della would be the first to disapprove of me being in a relationship with a much older man.
But Dad I wasn’t so sure