Massage Oil

I'm speechless. Confused. Angry. She seems satisfied.

"You think you're something special. You walk these halls like the world owes you something but you're nothing. I may not know you but I know you. I can see past the bullshit shy girl image you got going on."

We're face to face now. She's breathing hard. I don't process what I'm about to say.
"Glad you got that off your chest? Must have been hard holding that in since you came, huh? What was it that made you snap? The fact that Emilio liked me and discovered he actually couldn't stand you?"
*Slap*

She slapped me.
"Step away from her!"
I recognise that voice anywhere. Before finding him, I see that Shania looks just as shocked as me and her hand is still in mid air. I feel my cheek which is now warm and I guess red and step back. Behind her head I see Rolf storming over. His face furious, worried eyes flicking from me to burning into the back of Shania.

He steps between us and stares down at her. Admittedly I started to feel bad for Shania as he was kind of intimidating being this angry. She straightened her back and her grey coloured eyes challenged him.
"Came to rescue the princess? He was so right." She scoffs, I guess she was referring to Emilio.
"You two are fucking. This is so much better than my old school. At least they were discreet."
Rolf steps towards her and I see a little flinch.
"You know nothing. Your boyfriend didn't see anything. He just thought he did."
I was confused. How did he know she was talking about Emilio as the one who found out?He just thought he did? What was he talking about?

"I'm right and you're going to do something for me." Shania steps forward and looks at me. Rolf blocks her vision and she slowly looks back at him.
"Whatever you want take it with me. Leave her out of it."
"Fair enough. I'll leave her alone. If she leaves him alone."
The hatred in her eyes is alarming.
"Done." Rolf swiftly says and he looks back at me. I hope my eyes told him, aight cool. Whatever to shut this crazy up.

"Was that it? That's all you wanted?"
"For now." Shania winks and leaves. Rolf sighs and slowly turns to me.
His eyes go to my cheek and he brings his hand there. He's gently touching it, wincing as if he feels pain.
"I'm sorry."

"No. Don't apologise." I say to him, taking his hand and putting it between us. We're still on school grounds.
"Let's go to yours. I need to be with you tonight."
He smiles, a full wholesome smile that brightens this long, dark day.

...

Things take a dramatic turn. A lusty haze descends on the both of us. It's apparent in the way he's checking me out. It was as if his inner animal was overriding his consciousness. No words between us. Just the promise of a long night ahead. The thought of what I want to do to him. What I want him to do to me began to turn me on. His greedy eyes are eating up my legs, sinfully lingering on my thighs. The green gaze watching my chest heave from his seductive stare. We need to be alone.

I'm walking ahead of him. He keeps some distance from me, watching me walk ahead of him. It seems natural to allow my hips to sway, instead of taming my natural walk.
We don't say anything on our way to his car. I text my mother not to expect me till tomorrow. Georgia got a text from me too, the usual.
"I'm gonna make a quick stop on the way, okay?" Rolf opens his door and so do I, we both get in.
"That's fine with me."

...

I'm waiting in his car as Rolf stopped at a petrol station. He winks at me through the window as he fills the car. I'm holding in my laugh, I feel giddy I don't know why. I feel lighter. Excited. His eyes are smiling at me and I know he senses it too.

He's taken off his coat and so he's walking around in his shirt and tie looking delicious.
I watch the cashier brazenly ogle him, and I couldn't blame the guy. Rolf was polite in dealing with him and seemed to be oblivious to the attention. As he exits the store, the guy stares at Rolf's butt and I'm itching to roll my eyes. He needs to avert his eyes.

Rolf's eyes are on mine as he walks to the car and he gets in. One of his large hands rest on my thigh as he gets comfortable and strapped up. He tosses a bag to the back seat. The sound of the engine starting up makes me sit up, I put my hand over his and we drive off. I feel the cashier watching us as we do.

"What's in the bag?" I look at him, his arm is on the steering wheel as he faces me and winks.
"You'll find out soon enough."

...

Yet again I stand in his apartment. I'm nervous though, because it's silent. He took our coats, dropped off the mysterious bag on the kitchen bar and is now watching me from sitting on one of the stools.

I tilt my head, looking at him trying to decipher his thoughts just from the intensity of his eyes. His green eyes can tell me so much except when Rolf gets like this. Mysterious and horny. Oh yes, he is horny alright I can see the dent in his tight pants from here as his legs are wide apart. He's not shy when showing me how I affect him, apparently.

I opt to stay quiet, wanting him to lead us to wherever the fuck he wants to. I'm game.
Still looking at me, he reaches into the bag ever so slowly. I see him pull out a small bottle.
"You know what this is?"
He's holding it close to him now, showing me the front of it but I have to squint my eyes to read it.
"Er... oi... oil? Oil."
My eyes widen.
"Oh. Oil." I affirm. And he just nods with his face straight and predatory.
"Massage oil, baby."

He screws it open, his actions slow and calculated knowing I'm watching everything. Rolf squeezes out a generous amount, then sexily rubs in on his palms.
"Come here."
I bite my lip and my breath quickens at the low tone of his voice.

Compelled, I walk straight up to him itching to take off my clothes.
My knees are touching his calves, that's how close I am. My fingers act on opening a few of the buttons on his shirt.
"Don't stop." He tells me and so I don't, continuing till a strip of skin is revealed to me.

"Your turn."
So I unzip my dress and pull it over my head. I want to leave on my underwear. His eyes stay on my chest, slowly soaking in the view of my breasts held up in my bra.
"Take off your bra."
I unclip it and let it fall.
Rolf uses one of his fingers to gently brush my breast. He swallows down, his eyes intensely watching his study of my chest. I feel his trace of my areola. I shut my eyes enjoying his touch. Then I feel soft licks exactly where his fingers once were. His whole mouth then closes in on my nipple. I moan and hold some of his hair in my hand, keeping him close to me.

My head falls back and I can feel the ends of my hair touch the end of my spine. My body is tender and yearning to feel more and more.
"Mmm." He mumbles into my breasts. His hands wrap around the back of my chest hugging me and he rubs his oily hands into my skin as his mouth stays where it was.

Minutes pass by as he allows himself to indulge on my breasts. I feel like I'm being ravaged by a beast tonight. His tongue works quicker and faster, making my underwear moisten with my wetness.

He pulls away, softly panting and watches me slowly open my eyes. I can see myself in his eyes, flushed cheeks and dark loose hair.
"Beautiful." He whispers before gripping me in a kiss. It gets hot fast. We're moving and stumbling, no gaps between our bodies.

We land on his couch.
Rolf sits up, his shirt still open and trousers hiding his heavy cock. He tugs off his shirt, chucking it on the floor.
I watch him bend down near my nether regions. He licks his lips and slowly pulls down my underwear. I fight the insecurities as he stares at my pussy. He splits open my legs, leaving one to dangle over the back of the sofa and one to rest off of it.

He goes for it and begins with licks in between my lips, up and down. His tongue is wet and long, sliding inside of me.
"Do you want my tongue to fuck you?" His voice is hoarse.
I just nod and keep his head close, stroking his hair.

It feels like hours he spends down there, eating me out. My thighs are smooth and oily as he's been rubbing them, keeping them locked around his head. He seems to enjoy it more than me if that was possible. He'd speed up making me come, watch and then return to slowly rediscover me down there.

"I want to taste you."
He comes up from between my legs and his eyes tell me of his excitement.
He stands up and I strip him of his trousers and boxers. I must admit, I'm a little shocked at how hard he is as he literally springs out of them. I go up to kiss him and he doesn't let me pull away until his tongue is inside of me once again fucking my mouth.

I come away, lick my lips and enjoy his scorching gaze. I go down and become familiar with his cock.
I start of with stroking him, which makes him sigh and play with my hair. Once my mouth starts playing with it, his hand softly goes around the back of my neck. His finger strokes the side of my neck as I continue sucking him off.

...

He begged me to stop before he came into my mouth. I went back to his lips, and we kissed and laid down on the floor. He had a fireplace and a thick, woolly rug. It was cosy, perfect.
"Oh, before I forget." He jumps up and goes into that bag again.

"It's ribbed." He winks, opening the box of condoms. He walks to me and lies on top, tearing the wrapper open.
"I need to get on the pill or something. I want to feel you inside of me."
After he put the condom on, he just stared after I said that. Suddenly his mouth pushed onto mine and his cock slipped inside.