Ruthless knight

Sawyer: You can stop now. I get the point. 

Cole: No, you don’t. 

Making sure no one’s looking, I angle my phone toward my lap and snap a picture of my dick swelling in my pants. 

Then I press send. 

Cole: That’s what you do to me. 

Sawyer: Jesus. Aren’t you in class?

Cole: No.

Grabbing my textbook to conceal my erection, I spring out of my seat.

“Where do you think you’re going, Mr. Covington?” Mrs. Edwards scolds. 

“Bathroom,” I call out over my shoulder. 

The second I’m in the hallway, I take out my phone. 

Cole: I’m in the girls’ locker room. Waiting for you. 

She’ll be way less nervous if we do it there. 

Plus, class just started so it will be empty for the next thirty-seven minutes. 

Sawyer: You must be having another fantasy. 

Cole: How about you put your money—or rather, my dick—where your mouth is and make it a reality, Church?

Sawyer: Wow, smooth. I’m not blowing you, Covington. Not that it’s any of your business…again. But I’ve never done that before and my first time doing that sure as hell won’t be in a locker room. Or with you. 

We’ll see about the latter…a different time. For now, I have to ease in slowly. 

She’s even more inexperienced than I thought.

Cole: Fine. Now that I know your limits, I won’t cross them…today. I just need something nice to look at while I jerk it. 

Sawyer: There’s this neat thing called porn. You should try it sometime. 

Cole: I don’t want to look at porn. Porn isn’t you. 

Cole: I’ll make this real simple. Meet me here in five. If you don’t, I’ll never proposition you again. But if you do…

Sawyer: If I do…what?

I grin. She wouldn’t have asked if she wasn’t considering it. 

Cole: Stop being a chicken shit and find out.