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THE STALKER

I ’m standing on the deck, smoking a cigarette, when I receive a text. My eyes widen when I see the picture of Maddie dressed as a fucking sexy-as-hell schoolgirl. Another text comes through from her.

Baby girl: Come find me, Stalker. I’ve been a very naughty student, cheating on a test and lying about it. I think I need to be punished

Fuck me.

Turning off the volume on my phone, I put out my cigarette, then quietly slip inside. I leave my boots by the door, then remove my jacket, throwing it over the back of the chair. My fingers fly over the keyboard, responding to her text.

Stalker: Oh, I’ll find you, naughty girl. But I don’t think you’re prepared for the punishment I’m going to dish out.

Pressing the button to send it, I wait for the beep but hear nothing. She turned her volume off, too. My smile widens as turn my volume button off, then press her name to call her. I listen for the ring, but my smart little minx turned the volume off on her phone as well. I’m so fucking proud of her.

I tiptoe up the stairs, heading to my bedroom. Breathing deeply, my gaze moves to the closet. There’s a small access door that when you pull it down, a ladder descends, leading to a small attic.

She’s there. I sense her.

I slip into the closet soundlessly. With a huge smile on my face, I reach up, grabbing the latch. I count to three, then I yank it open, racing up the ladder. Her surprised squeal fuels my frantic need to get to her and within minutes, I’m chasing her across the room, ducking to ensure I don’t hit my head.

She stands in front of the window, cornered. The light filters in, illuminating her in a light yellow glow, her skin luminous. Her eyes sparkle as her chest heaves from fear and excitement.

“The predator always catches the prey, my naughty schoolgirl.” I advance slowly, my steps measured, enjoying the way her large breasts straining against the white shirt tied beneath them. Her cleavage spills over the top, which is unbuttoned dangerously low. Her slim stomach is bare, a short plaid skirt barely covering the top of her thighs.

My voice rasps from my lips, my penetrating stare locking her in place. “I’m going to smack that ass until it’s nice and red, then rub my hands and tongue gently over it, soothing the sting.” She shivers. “Before I do that, I’m going to undo my pants and whip out my hard cock and shove it in your mouth. You’re going to suck it before I shove it down your throat.”

She whimpers, her tongue darting out, sliding over her plump bottom lip.

Stopping in front of her, my hand lifts, sliding into her hair. “You want my big cock in your mouth and throat, don’t you baby girl.”

Her eyes shine from the flames of desire burning in her beautiful honey eyes. “Hell, yes. Please, Jagger.”

“Tsk, tsk, my horny student.” Dropping my voice to a husky whisper, she shivers as I say, “Call me Mr. Brandt.”

Audibly swallowing, her soft voice makes my dick throb inside my jeans, straining to get out. “Yes, Mr. Brandt.” Her eyes slide to my cock, then back to mine. “Can I please suck your cock now, Mr. Brandt?”

Fuck . Twitching inside my jeans, I press on her shoulders, shoving her to her knees, hurriedly unbuttoning my pants. Shoving them and my boxers to my ankle, my cock springs free. “Suck it, my naughty schoolgirl.”

She moans, petite hand wrapping around it, before she opens wide, shoving me into my mouth. She pulls my cock out to the tip, swirling her tongue around it, sucking the precum from it. My head falls back as she flattens her tongue, cushioning my length as she shoves me to the back of her throat. My fingers curl around her hair, trying not to take control and fuck her hot mouth, but goddamn, she’s testing the hell outta my restraint.

Her warm mouth feels amazing as she immediately begins sucking and swirling her tongue around me, before pulling back out. I let her do this several times before I fist the strands of her hair. “Jesus Christ, my naughty schoolgirl,” I rasp, my hands digging into her blonde locks, tingles of pleasure shooting up my spine. “You sure know how to suck cock.”

She nods, moaning in response, and I plunge back inside, my head hitting the back of her throat. She moans around me and my restraint snaps as I thrust in and out of her mouth, watching the saliva pool from the corners of her mouth, running down her chin and onto her cleavage and top.

“You like it when I lose control, don’t ya, baby girl?” The look in her eyes is answer enough, but I pull back so she can answer.

“I love when you lose control.”

Sticking my dick on her tongue, I fuck her mouth savagely, losing control because I’ve missed this so damn much. I’ve been so gentle with her since she was shot, terrified I’d hurt her, but she’s healed. And the way she’s giving me head sure the hell proves that.

Thrusting fast and frantic, my breaths rasp in and out of me. My voice is breathless as I whisper, “Told you I missed this.” Pulling out of her mouth, I stroke her cheek, giving her a break. “But my baby girl needed to recover, and now you have.” Blowing out a breath, I give her a sinful smile. “Let the games begin.” Then I shove myself back inside her mouth as her hands and nails dig into my thighs, fucking her mouth relentlessly, my growls and moans filling the room.

I feel that familiar tingle, but I don’t want to come inside her mouth.

Pulling out, I’m breathing like I just ran a marathon. Holding out my hand, she takes it and I pull her to her feet. My other hand cups her face as I slam my lips over hers, devouring her mouth.

When I pull away, my gaze drops to her heaving chest. “Take your shirt and skirt off.”

She immediately grabs her shirt, fingers working at untying the knot beneath her breasts, then undoing the buttons. I stand there, my eyes heating from the lust flowing through me, my arms crossed over my chest. A growl escapes me as she removes her shirt, her tits springing free.

“That’s what I thought, naughty girl. I saw those nipples straining against your shirt and knew you weren’t wearing a bra.” My hands reach out, cupping them. My thumbs tease her nipples as she drops her shirt on the floor. “You need to be punished for that.” Pinching her nipples, she winces, a moan coming from her parted lips. “You like pain with your pleasure, don’t you, schoolgirl?” My thumbs lightly rub over her nipples, making her shiver, before I pinch them again.

“Fuck, yes.”

My chest rumbles from my growl. “Oh, naughty girl. Such foul language.”

Lowering my head to her chest, I suck her nipple into my mouth, her head tilts back, revealing the creamy skin of her neck. I tease first one nipple, then the other, sucking, nipping, and licking until she’s a squirming, quivering mess.

Releasing her breasts, I spin her around, hands moving to the waist of her skirt. “Put your hands on the windowsill.” She complies, her heavy breathing filling the room. I yank on her skirt, the splintering of the stitches as I rip it overpowering her breathing. She gasps as I release a loud chuckle.

“Fuck me. You’re not wearing any panties, schoolgirl.” I lick my lips, staring at the desire dripping down her thighs. “Spread those legs wide for me, you naughty girl.”

As soon as she’s spread open, my palm slams down on her right ass cheek. She jerks, her yelp turning into a moan as I gently rub over her skin. And then I do it again, lust filling me as her body jolts and quivers, her pants and moans filling the room.

Dropping to my knees, I can’t take it anymore. I need to taste her sweet pussy more than I need oxygen. My hand spreads her lips wide, then my tongue dives in, her desire soaking my face. She moans, pushing her ass back against me. I smack it, then frantically lick her, her yelps and moans growing louder.

“Fuck, schoolgirl. Your pussy tastes like heaven,” I growl against her, goosebumps feathering over her skin from my hot breath and words racing over her, filling her ears. “I’m gonna lick this pussy until your come drips from my face.” Then I spin around, my mouth below her clit, and dive in, using my fingers, mouth, and tongue to drive her to the brink of insanity. Within minutes, I have her coming all over my face, but I don’t stop, simply slow my movements until her breathing steadies, and then I do it all over again, driving her insane until she comes again.

Sliding out from under her, I lick my lips, then suck her juices off my fingers. Maddie’s forehead is in her arms on the windowsill, her body still quivering.

“What’s the matter, naughty schoolgirl? You aren’t tapping out already, are you?” I lean over her, fingers running down her spine. “I haven’t fucked you yet.”

She shakes her head. “God, no. I’m not tapping out, Mr. Brandt.”

“Good.” Grabbing my dick, I slide it along her wet slit. “Do you want my huge cock stretching you, filling you up?”

“Fuck, yes.”

I slap her ass. “Language, schoolgirl.”

She moans, wiggling her ass, teasing me.

“Needy as fuck.” I whisper into her ear.

“Yes, I am. Please, Mr. Brandt.”

“What do you want, schoolgirl? You want me to pound into your wet pussy, feeling you tighten around me, sheathing me in your cream, don’t you, my naughty, sexy schoolgirl?”

“Fuck yes, Mr. Brandt. Give it to me. I need it.”

Not wasting another second, I slam inside her, thrusting so hard her body is shoved forward. My hand flies out, stopping her before she can hit her head on the window.

A loud moan comes out of her as she says, “Oh fuck, yes. Do it again.”

Keeping my hand there so she doesn’t get hurt, I pull out to the tip, slamming inside her even harder, and so deep she winces as I hit her cervix. “Fuck yes,” I bite down on her shoulder as she clenches around me, gripping me like a vise. “You want more?”

“God yes,” she whimpers. “Give it to me.”

She completely shatters my control as I rail into her over and over, our skin slapping together as I pound inside her. She feels so fucking good, and the realization I nearly lost her brings tears to my eyes.

Pulling out of her, I spin her around, lifting her around my waist. Backing her against the window, I line up and slide inside her. One hand is beneath her ass while the other slides into her hair. Moving my hips, I steadily thrust inside her, but not as hard or fast. Dropping the teacher and student act, I stare into her eyes. We are baby girl and Jagger as I drive in and out of her wetness, her cream soaking me. “I love you so fucking much. You’re my heart. My soul. The air I fucking breathe.” I shove deep inside her, feeling her tremble and tighten around me. “My every damned thing.” I pull out to the tip before shoving myself deep inside her. “The only one I’ve ever seen.”

“God, Jagger.” Tears brim in her eyes. She feels it, too. I see it all over her as she completely forgets about everything except me. “I love you so damn much. I can’t wait to marry you.”

My smile is huge as my eyes soften. She sucks in a breath, fingers reverently tracing my dimple. Then she gives me a salacious smile and says, “Now fuck the hell outta me and make me come.”

That’s all it takes to awaken my monster, who craves her just as much as I do. We are one, because of her. Both of us love and adore her. Cherish her.

“Fuck, yeah, baby girl.”

Then I pound into her as she sheathes me in her wetness, her nails cutting into my skin as she moans and screams into my ear, before yelling my name one final time, her body trembling as she squeezes me, coming so hard her orgasm runs down my balls. Fireworks are in her eyes as she stares at me the entire time, as though the thought of closing her eyes and not seeing me is too damned much.

“God, baby girl, I’m going to come.” My voice is a husky rasp against her neck as she grips me tighter, my thrusts frantic.

“Yes, Jagger. Fill me with all your cum.”

Her words tip me over the edge and with a loud roar, I slam myself inside her, coming inside her again. And again.

Our lips find one another’s, and we kiss, gasping into one another’s mouths, our hearts a frenzy of pounding drums against each other’s skin, our limbs tangled together.

I never want to untangle myself from this woman.

Pulling back, I whisper, “Fuck, baby girl. I’ll never get enough of you.”

Her eyes are full of promise as she says, “I’ll never get enough of you.”

Lowering her to her feet, I grab her hand, tugging her against me. “I’ll get another schoolgirl outfit for you. Then I’ll give you an assignment that you’ll fail so I can punish you.”

“Hmmmm… I can’t wait.”

I smack her ass, then squeeze it, my lips covering hers.

This fucking woman drives me wild.

And I’m a lucky bastard who gets to spend every single day of my life enjoying the hell out of her.