If you just let me invade your space

I'll take the pleasure, take it with the pain

Mira frantically hurried off the desk and pulled her dress down as Veronica's footsteps approached. She hoped she looked normal and not like she had just been fooling around with Mr. Lodge, who looked extremely flustered. Mira hurried to the other end of the desk to create distance between them.

"In here!" Mira said, looking at Mr. Lodge. He looked put together enough, that is until her eyes wandered down to his very evident erection that hadn't gone down. Her eyes widened and she pointed at it. He gave her a confused look before looking down and realizing what she was referring to.

"What are you doing in here?" Veronica asked, walking into the office just as Mr. Lodge sat down to cover the situation underneath his desk.

"Mira was just telling me how she wasn't feeling well and might need a ride home," Mr. Lodge said.

   "No," Veronica gasped.

   "Sorry, Veronica, it must have been that cafeteria food," Mira clutched her stomach. "Don't worry, I'll still help you get ready."

   "Thanks," Veronica sighed. "I guess daddy can drop you home after I leave."

   "That works," she said as nonchalantly as possible.

   When the time came for Veronica to leave, she barely even said goodbye before running out and into Archie's car which drove off in seconds. Mira watched them go before closing the door and locking it so they wouldn't have any more interruptions.

He had her in his bed within minutes, straddling him as they hungrily kissed each other with need. Her dress was somewhere on the floor along with his shirt, she couldn't remember when it had fallen off, only that they still had too many articles of clothing preventing them from doing what they wanted to do.

   She just knew she needed him to touch her, to fuck her, to have his way with her. She needed him now.

   Admits their heated kissing, she reached down for his belt, her hands desperately fumbling to get it open. But before she could, he snatched her hands.

   "Don't," he said, his hand pinning her arms behind her back. "I want to take my time with you." His other hand reached behind her and unclasped her bra.

   "Mr. Lodge-" she said, only to have her wrists squeezed together.

   "What did I tell you to call me?" He gave her a stern look. The whole dominant side of him was really turning her on, especially now that she was finally in bed with him.

   "Hiram," she corrected herself, just as her bra fell down her breasts. "Please, faster."

   "We're not even fucking yet and you're already saying that," he chuckled.

   "You've just been teasing me for days now. It's annoying. I'm frustrated. Just fuck me already."

   Suddenly, he stood from the bed with her legs wrapped tightly around him before placing her on the bed. She backed up until her head found a pillow and she watched him as he unbuckled his belt and took off his pants, looking at her in need.

   "Please," She said, as he got onto the bed. He kissed up her stomach and around her breasts before he settled on a spot on her neck. He spread her legs apart to rest his hips against hers, but it wasn't enough. She couldn't take it anymore. She was sick of the kissing, she needed more. She needed him.

   So, when his hand slipped underneath the fabric of her underwear, she almost screamed in happiness. He rubbed circles against her, biting down into her neck and soaking up every pleasurable sigh that left her lips. His finger slowly slid inside her, earning a soft moan from Mira.

   "So fucking wet," he said.

   No shit, she wanted to say. He'd been toying with her for so long, her body was going crazy for him.

   "Hiram, please," she moaned, loving the feeling of what he was doing, but craving something else, something bigger. His hands left and body and he sat up to pull down her underwear until she was fully bare for him to devour with his eyes.

   "You look so fucking hot when you look at me like that," he said, practically groaning at the sight of her. He got back on her and kissed her as he removed his boxers. She didn't get so see how big he was, but when she felt his tip press against her entrance, she knew she was in for it.

   Slowly, he pushed himself inside her, stretching her apart to accommodate his size. She dug her nails into his shoulders and shut her eyes tightly as he groaned against her skin when he finally entered her. He felt massive inside her. She was going to be so sore tomorrow.

He spread her legs even further before thrusting into her again. Each movement of his hips sent her spiraling in pleasure. He felt so good. He made her feel so fucking good. She didn't doubt they'd be doing this again and soon.

"Hiram," she moaned, arching her neck back.

"Do you like that?" He groaned, forcing her legs around him and driving himself deeper into her.

   "Yes," she cried out.

   His thrusts were so rough and hard and needed. She could feel herself building up and the pleasure become more intense. Her cries became louder and her nails dig further into his skin. She was close and getting closer. His now sloppy thrusts meant he was too. She wanted to hold out for him, but she couldn't. Her body sent her over the edge and she held on tightly to him as she came, only to have him follow soon after.

   He made sure to pull out, she had trusted he'd had enough experience to be able to do that by now, unlike most high school guys. As he laid down beside her, he pulled the big duvet over them. She couldn't help but notice how ridiculous comfy his bed was with the sea of fluffy pillows, his soft mattress that just drank you up when you touched it, and the heavy duvet that hugged their bodies. She happily snuggled into it and smiled, only to have his arm wrap around her and her body pulled flush against his.

   "We still have a few hours," he said.

   "We can squeeze in a couple more rounds," she said, looking up at him.

   "We will, but are you hungry?"

   "Starving," She said, practically salivating onto his bed.