Her Sweetest Mistake (Amelia) novel Chapter 48

I put the phone on the counter and cleaned myself up. My mind was full of thoughts.

I had no idea where this relationship was going to go, but I liked what was happening now. I like it too much even though it’s morally wrong. It’s against the school rules.

She’s just 18 years old, barely legal. She is my student and I’m her teacher. It’s wrong and a Taboo.

She made me feel like a man that I had never been before. She made me want more and more of her, and it was

hard not to give in.

I didn’t know how long this would last, but for right now, I didn’t care. I just wanted more of her pussy, her lips, and her voice in my ear.

Ariana’s POV:

The next day, I stood at his front door and knocked. He had sent me the address this morning, and I had been ready to see him for hours.

I had spent all morning looking up recipes for dinner and finally decided on pasta. I was nervous and excited at the same time.

The door opened a few moments later, and he smiled as he saw me standing there. He looked fucking handsome in his jeans and round neck shirt. “Hi,” he said softly. His eyes looked hungry as he took in my body.

“Hey,” I replied, grinning at him. He reached forward, taking my hand. I stepped forward, letting him pull me inside his apartment.

It was really nice. The whole thing was decorated and looked like something out of a magazine. I wondered how long he had lived there. He locked the door behind us and led me back into the kitchen.

“I have something for you to wear,” he told me as we passed his room.

I followed him into his kitchen. It smelled amazing in there, and it had me wondering if he cooked it all himself. He must have seen the look on my face because he chuckled. “Don’t worry,” he said. “You’re the one cooking tonight.”

I laughed and nodded. “That’s good.”

He grinned and kissed me on the cheek. “Go put this on.”

I took the shirt and shorts from him and headed to his bedroom. Once I was inside, I took off my own clothes and slipped into the new ones. I looked in his mirror at the shorts. They fit perfectly. They hugged my ass and looked good on me. The shirt was a little too big, but I didn’t mind it.

I headed out of the room, going back towards him. I heard the sound of him gasp as he looked at me. “You look amazing,” he said.

I blushed and grinned. “Thank you,” I said back to him.

“I hope you don’t mind,” he said.

“No,” I replied.

He grinned and came over to me. He kissed my lips and then my neck, pulling away with a groan. “Fuck. You smell

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delicious.”

I giggled “Can I get started on dinner now?”

He nodded. “Let’s go.”

As soon as we were in the kitchen, I got started. He stood at the counter watching me as I chopped up the vegetables. He kept stealing glances and smiling. He seemed to like watching me cook

I glanced over at him and gave him a grin. “Do you want some help?” I asked, feeling bad that he wasn’t doing anything

He shook his head and gave me a smirk. “I want to watch you.”

My nipples perked at the way his eyes looked at me. It was like he was devouring my body with his gaze alone.

I sighed and got back to work. As I was stirring the pot of sauce, he came up behind me. He leaned down, letting me feel his cock against my ass. I felt it harden against me, and a moan escaped my lips.

He reached up and cupped my small breasts. “Do you like this, Ariana?” he whispered in my ear.

I whimpered and nodded my head. He squeezed my nipples and then slid his hands down my stomach slowly until he was cupping my small pussy. He stroked up and down on my clit and lips through the thin fabric of my shorts.

He leaned back and reached under my shirt. He cupped my bare breasts again, pinching my nipples until I arched my back. He sucked on the back of my neck while he rubbed my nipples. “Mmm, you feel so good,” he murmured.

He pulled his fingers away and let my shirt fall back down. I was breathing hard, wanting more of his touch.

He moved to the fridge and pulled something out. I heard the bottle being unscrewed and then felt his hand move to my chest. He gently pushed my back until I’m laying on the table.

He poured something on my chest, making me squeal. It landed on my nipples, and I looked down to see it was strawberry ice cream.

He chuckled. “Now for the best part.”

His lips found my nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He licked and sucked on me, tasting the icecream. He moaned as he kissed down my stomach and moved to my pussy.

He fell to his knees, pulled down my short with my panties until I’m bare naked for him. His tongue darted out and licked the icecream from my pussy lips and clit. I moaned as my pussy clenched for him.

It felt amazing to have him sucking on me, licking and nipping at my soft, small flesh. I leaned back against the counter, feeling pleasure build up inside of my pussy.

I writhed, moaning loudly as his mouth devoured my small pussy. Licking, sucking an drinking me.

I cried out, pushing his head more closer onto my pussy. He wrapped his arms around my legs, pulling them around his head. His mouth was on fire as he licked and sucked me until I orgasmed again.

I let out a loud cry and gripped his hair tightly as my climax washed over me. He pulled back and grinned as he got up. His eyes were dark and hungry as they met mine. He grabbed my hand and pushed me down as I knees before him, his hard cock throbbing and eager to be sucked.

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