Mack Daddy(61)



When I showed up to her room, she looked concerned to see me there at that time of day. “What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you.”

“Is everything okay?”

“No. No, it’s not.”

She pulled me into the room. “Come. I don’t want anyone to see you.” She then led me into a supply closet that was right off of her classroom before locking the door. “What happened?”

“She’s taking him back to Virginia.”

“What?”

“Yeah. She’s taking her old job back…working for my father. They’ll be gone in a matter of days.”

“Can you stop her?”

“No. Unfortunately, I can’t do anything legally to stop her.” I took both of her hands in mine. “I always knew that this would happen eventually…that she would move back and that I would have to go, but I expected a couple of years here at the very least.”

Fear filled her eyes. “What does this mean?”

“It means I have to leave, too.”

“I don’t get it. She pulled a total one-eighty. I thought you said Jonah was enrolling in the Newton Public Schools.”

“She basically lied about that, probably so I would let my guard down. Now she doesn’t even want him to start school until they get back down to Virginia. She’s not waiting until the house here sells. She’s leaving with him in the next week.”

Frankie looked like she was starting to panic. “What about your house?”

“I’ll have to put it on the market, even though it pains me to do it.”

“Oh, my God.” She squeezed my hands, which were still enveloping hers. “How is Jonah taking it?”

“Well, that’s the thing. He’s happy. Jonah never wanted to be here. He’s close to Torrie’s mother and my sister, and I don’t have any doubt that he’ll actually be much happier there.”

She nodded silently. Lost in thought, Frankie looked down for a moment then said, “We can still make it work.”

“You mean that?”

“Virginia is not that far away. We’ll figure something out.”

Squeezing her hands tighter, I said, “I don’t want to be away from you again. This f*cking feels like déjà vu.”

“It does.”

“Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it, Frankie. Tell me how we can make this work.”

“I want to finish out the school year here, but maybe I can start looking into my teaching certification out there in the meantime.”

Hope seemed to rise from the ashes inside of me.

“You’d do that? You’d really move for me?”

“How else are we gonna be together?”

She’d said it as if long-term separation wasn’t even an option. The fact that she would not only relocate for me, but that she would accept me with all of my baggage made me love her even more. Even though it should have been obvious, it was the first time it really hit me that she’d made her choice.

She’d chosen me.

I took her face in my hands and kissed her so hard before whispering over her lips, “I don’t want to leave you.”

“I’m here now,” she whispered back before wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her body into me.

It was as if a switch went off inside of me, one that made me forget where I even was. We became lost in our kiss. Neither of us seemed to care that we were technically still in her classroom, albeit locked in a closet.

Lifting her skirt, I flipped her around and unzipped my pants. My cock was fully erect and throbbing. I slid her panties down and couldn’t enter her quickly enough. I sunk into her, marveling at how wet and ready for me she was.

Slow movements in and out quickly turned fast and frantic.

I lowered my hands to her waist and f*cked her desperately, unsure if this would be the last chance I would have to be inside of her for a while. Her * wrapped around my dick felt hotter and wetter with each thrust.

I could have come anytime but willed myself to hold off because it felt so damn good. Her low whimpers of pleasure only egged me on even more. There was also that slight thrill of possibly getting caught, although I sure as hell hoped that wouldn’t actually happen.

Lifting her skirt up farther, I focused on the blue lotus flower on her lower back, which ignited a feeling of possession. My gaze then travelled down even lower. There was nothing hotter than this view, being able to watch myself moving in and out of her.

The sight of her wet arousal all over my dick caused me to lose control fast.

She moved her ass faster until I could feel her orgasm shudder against me. “Shit.” I slammed into her harder, tightly shutting my eyes as I shot my load and filled her with my cum until there was nothing left.

My movements slowed to a halt as I softly kissed her neck. My greatest desire was just to be able to end every single day this way. I knew it would be a while before that wish was granted.

Tucking my shirt back in, I grabbed some paper towels and handed them to her. She turned around to face me. Frankie’s hair was all messed up, and her face was pink. She looked thoroughly f*cked, and the fact that I was the one who caused it was enough to make me want to f*ck her all over again.

Needing to taste her lips one more time, I bore my mouth down onto hers before saying, “The next few weeks aren’t going to be easy.”

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