Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Oh, yeah, this whole “me being Kempton’s staff monitor” thing is going very well. I mean, she’s not out getting into trouble, that I can attest to. But it’s because she’s spending any free moment of what might otherwise be troublemaking time with me and Beckett—usually without clothes on, in one of our beds. Sometimes the couch. Other times the kitchen counter. Or the bathroom. Or Beckett’s Jeep. Or the back row of the movie theater four towns over.
…Yeah, that last one may have gotten a little out of hand.
But here we are two weeks after Kempton’s disciplinary meeting after getting caught sneaking back into her dorm, and things are fucking unbelievable. All my life, I’ve been looking for something and not really ever being sure what it was. In school, it was football glory and partying and all that bullshit. Later, it was being the best in my class at college. On Wall Street, it was money—this endless, relentless pursuit of a bigger bank account. But you know what? Money never bought happiness; I can swear to that.
And there were women over the years—I mean, I’m not a fucking monk. But nothing ever clicked. I’ve never been a one-night guy, but even when I’d gone for real relationships, it just never lasted. No woman ever captivated me, or really clicked with me, or challenged me to be a better version of myself.
No one, that is, until Kempton.
Yeah, she’s ten years younger than me. Yes, she’s my fucking student. Yes, I’m sharing her entirely with Beckett. Yes, this is completely insane. But, it clicks, that’s all I can say. It just works. For being as young as she is, Kempton just gets me. She lights something inside of me I’ve never even known was there, and she challenges me. And I fucking like that.
I’d also never have imagined being with a girl who was also with Beck. Especially not like this, where we’re full on sharing her, at the same time most of the time too. Sure, she occasionally goes out with just Beck, and other times it’s been just her and I while he’s at practice. But most of the time, it’s all three of us together. And it’s never weird. It’s never felt fucked up. And there is zero jealousy. Any other man in the world, and yeah, I’d be out of my mind, and this shit would never, ever be something I’d be a part of. But not Beck. I mean, even with our age gap, he and I have always been best friends.
This just makes sense.
Kempton’s sweet little cunt grips down on me, making groan and dragging my mind out of my own thoughts into the present. I grunt as I pull back, watching her pretty little pussy grip me so tightly, her lips clinging to me and trying to suck me back inside. And I’m all too happy to oblige. I growl as I thrust deep into her, my hips bouncing off that tight, toned, perfect little cheerleader ass. Kempton moans a muffled cry of pleasure as she bobs her head, swallowing Beckett into the back of her throat as he groans.
My cock glistens as it slides in and out of her dripping wet pussy. My hands grip her tightly, my jaw clenches, and my muscles ripple as I start to fuck her exactly how I know she likes it. Hard, fast, but not too hard, and not just jack-hammering into her like some little douchebag schoolboy. I give her deep, powerful strokes, and I’m rewarded with more cries of pleasure and the feel of her pussy rippling up and down my length. I slide one hand under her, my fingers rolling her clit as I pound into her, fucking her into Beckett. His hands tangle in her long red hair, his head thrown back in pleasure as he guides her mouth up and down his thickness.
I glance down, and when I see the tight little ring of her asshole clenching with every thrust, my cock lurches. I wet one finger in my mouth, and when I bring it back down to her ass, Kempton groans in anticipation as she feels me tease my finger against her most private place. I slowly press in, easing my finger into her impossibly tight ass as I keep fucking her eager pussy. She goes wild, panting and thrusting back at me hungrily, and I groan as I start to pick up the pace.
My hips crash into her over and over, one finger rolling her clit and the other driving in and out of her tight little butt as she goes wild. She slurps wetly and wantonly on Beckett, drooling all over his cock as she starts to shake and tremble. I thrust into her, my thick cock plunging in and out, in and out, until suddenly, Kempton erupts in orgasm. She moans excitedly, pulling away from Beckett and whimpering and panting as she lays her cheek on his thigh, her hand still wrapped around his dick.