My frown deepened as I was pulled further and further away from sleep. I couldn’t even remember falling asleep. The last thing I remembered was watching Stephen as he worked at the desk. I sucked in a breath then shifted slightly.

My eyes snapped open when the arm around my waist tightened, but it wasn't what made me freeze.

I could feel his erection pressing against my butt. I bit my lip and then moved my ass again. Stephen moaned against the back of my neck which made my stomach tighten. He sounded so fucking sexy. I waited a few more seconds before slowly turning around.

My eyes locked onto his face. He looked so different when he was sleeping– he looked relaxed. I moved the strands of hair away from his forehead then allowed my eyes to move lower. He was only dressed in a pair of silk boxers.

I could see the perfection of his body clearly since the sheets were pooled at the end of the bed. The bulge in his boxers was clearly visible. Placing my hand on his chest, I slowly trailed it down to his six-pack. His body tensed making me freeze.

“What are you doing baby?” he questioned huskily.

My cheeks heated when he opened one eye. He stared at me for a few seconds before closing his eye again and turning onto his back.

My hand was still on him but it slipped lower when he moved. I paused, staring wide eyed at my hand on the band of his boxers. Just a few inches lower and I would be touching his dick.

Stephen placed his hand on mine making my heart sink. For a second I thought he would push me away again, but he didn't. He slowly slipped my hand lower until it rested on his hard-on. My eyes snapped up to his– he was watching me silently with lust filled eyes.

“You don't have to if you don't want to,” he whispered.

“I want to.” No way in hell was I going to give up this opportunity to touch him.

I licked my lips. I wasn't sure how to proceed. He shifted on the bed before placing his hand on mine again. Slowly he spread my fingers so I was clutching his penis, then he moved my hand down and then up again.

Stephen pulled his hand away and placed it on the bed. I continued to stroke him through his boxers. His breathing has sped up but he made no move to pull away.

I've seen a penis before; in my biology book. Those pictures didn't really prepare us for the real thing. My movements grew a little more confident. I wanted to see him so I tugged on the band of his boxers. Stephen raised his hips slightly as I pulled the piece of clothing down his legs. My mouth went dry.

“Oh,” I whispered as I stared at his dick.

He was huge– well he was to me since this was the first erect penis I've ever seen. The tip was glistering with pre-cum and the veins were clearly visible, but what caught my attention was the piercing.

Yes he had a silver piercing on the underside of his penis head.

“It's called a Prince Albert piercing,” Stephen muttered.

I glanced up at him then looked back down. Licking my lips, I moved closer so I had a better view at the piercing. Without thinking I reached out to grip his dick.

He sucked in a sharp breath making my eyes snap up to his face. His eyes were squeezed shut and his lips were slightly parted.

“Did it hurt?” My attention was once again focused on the silver piercing.

“No,” he said softly, “it didn't hurt.” His voice sounded strange.

I reached out with my other hand to touch the piercing. A gasp fell from my lips when his hips jerk upwards. The head of the penis was the most sensitive part of the organ. I leaned closer to lick the pre-cum from the tip.

It didn't taste so bad. I repeated the action earning a low moan from him. Satisfaction filled me, he liked it.

I decided to take it a step further. My lips closed over the head if his dick, I sucked slightly before dipping my tongue into the tiny hole where the pre-cum was escaping from.

With my free hand I stroked to part that wasn't in my mouth– like the book I read described. When Stephen let out a painful groan, I instantly pulled back.

“I'm s-sorry,” I whispered. “I didn't mean to hurt you.”

“Alia look at me,” he said softly. I kept my eyes focused on his chest but he forced me to look up at him. “You didn't hurt me baby.” His thumb stroked my bottom lip. “Your mouth feels really nice around my cock.”

“Oh,” the word fell from my lips before I could stop it.

He chuckled, and then wrapped his hand behind the back of my neck to pull me up towards him. His lips softly brushed mine making me whimper. I could feel his smile against my lips seconds before he deepened the kiss. He nibbled my bottom lip then sucked it into his mouth before soothing the pain with his tongue.

My lips parted to allow his tongue to slip inside my mouth. I moaned clutching his shoulder as heat pooled between my legs.
One of his hands slowly slid up my back causing the shirt to slide up as well. Stephen broke the kiss only long enough to pull the shirt over my head. I sucked in a sharp breath as my pebbled nipples brushed against his chest.

“I really love these tits,” he muttered, and to prove his point, he cupped my breasts and squeezed them.

Another moan fell from my lips when his thumbs brushed over my nipples. He leaned up, and closed his lips over my left nipple. There was a jolt straight to my pussy when he sucked hard.

Pulling back, his eyes caught mine as he did the same with its twin. My head dropped as I tried to suck air into my lungs. My body was hay wired to his every touch.

Stephen gripped my thigh then guided my leg over his body so I straddled him. With the position we we're in, I had no doubt that he could feel my arousal on his stomach.

“We need to get you on birth control,” he said. “We don't need any accidental pregnancies.”

I nodded. My brain was too focused on his lips trailing up my neck. His hands trailed up my legs and to my hips. Without warning he raised me slightly and moved me back. A gasp fell from my lips when my pussy came into contact with his dick. My eyes snapped up to his in surprise.

Stephen was watching me with hooded eyes. “I'll make an appointment for Saturday in the town over.”

“O-okay,” I breathed.

“Move your hips baby. Back and forth.”

My cheeks heated. I bit my lip and placed my hands on his shoulders. Our eyes locked as I slowly started moving my hips like he instructed. I shuddered as pleasure washed through me.

Every time I would move forward, his piercing would hit my clit. I moaned. Fuck, I can't wait to have him inside me. My movements started to speed up as I moved closer and closer to the edge.

I was soaking him with my juices but he didn't seem to mind. Stephen was still watching me with hooded eyes. His breathing was just as harsh as mine. In the weeks we've been together I've never seen him have an orgasm. He never allowed me to give him one, but I wanted to. I had the sudden urge to make him feel as much pleasure as he made me feel.

“Stephen?”

“Mmm?” His eyes slowly moved to mine.

“I want to give you an orgasm,” I breathed, slowing my movements.

His lips twitched, “Just keep moving like you're doing baby.”

My words were cut off when he pulled me down to press his lips against mine. His other hand gripped my hip as I started moving again. Stephen mimicked the motion of my body with his tongue against mine.

I was getting closer and closer to the edge. With one last rub against my clit, my body exploded. I broke the kiss to let out a loud moan as my body shuddered.

Stephen muttered something under his before and a second later I felt something warm against my stomach and breasts.

My body slumped against his. I didn't care much about the fact that my stomach was covered in his release. This was by far the best experience I had, but I was sure that the day we finally had sex would top this one.

The high of the moment faded the longer we continued to lie in bed. Our bubble was broken by the reality of what we were about to face.

“The whole town probably knows about us by now.” I whispered.

His hand that was stroking my back paused briefly.

“Guess we'll have to change the arrangement then,” he whispered in my ear.

For a moment I thought I heard him wrong, but when I raised my head to look at him, he was smiling up at me. Stephen reached up to move some of my hair away from my face.

“I don't want your parents to think badly of you and I definitely don't want you to suffer through the verbal abuse again. So we'll have to make some changes.”

“Such as?”

“I still stand by my words Alia. I don't want any feelings involved, but we can continue to do this without anyone getting suspensions. So if anyone ask, we are dating.”

“Why don't you want any feelings involved?” I asked him softly.

My heart sunk when he pushed me from his body. I watched silently as he climbed off his bed and grabbed the sheets. He wrapped it around his hips before turning to look at me.

“With feelings comes pain and I don't want you to get hurt. This is strictly a business deal and it will stay that way in private but in public we'll act like a couple.”

“Don't you ever want to get married?” I whispered.

Stephen paused but I could see his body tensing. For a few seconds only silence surrounded us. He slowly turned around to look at me.

“I don't want to get married and I definitely don't want kids. If you want to make this more than what we agreed upon, then I suggest we end this now.”

“I don't want to end it.”

His face softened. “I don't do relationships Alia. I've learned from past experiences how badly it could end and I don't want to repeat that. You're young and you're beautiful, and one day you’re going to find your dream man. For as long as you're waiting for that day to come, I'd be happy to teach you anything you want to know.” Stephen gave me a small smile before disappearing into the bathroom.

I laid back and stared up at the white ceiling. His words made my chest tighten. What could've happened that made him like this? He doesn't want a wife or a family. I couldn't possibly imagine my life like that. It would be so lonely to live like that.

“Hey,” Stephen said as he entered the room again. “Get up and take a shower. Patrick will be here any minute and I don't want him to see us like this.”