Jada Versailles and Ayano Ilanescu
By valucia.
NEGLECT AND LATE NIGHTS
Jada heard the shower go on and looked at the clock. 3 AM, of course. It was always the middle of the night when he and his associates stopped their little pow-wows. She hadn't seen him for more than a few minutes in days. Being mad wouldn't help anything, she told herself. Ayano came out of the bathroom in his boxers and saw that she was awake.
"Jada. You're up," he said blankly. He hadn't slept in a long time, she guessed. He got into bed and hugged her right away. "I missed you. I miss spending time with you." Her heart fluttered a little bit, wondering if this bit of affection was going to lead to more. It could be a false alarm.
"That was a real mess, what we sorted out in there. I'm so glad it's over. And that my favorite person in the world is awake," he said softly, stroking her back. She was wearing a short green satin nightgown.
"Mmm... I missed you, too, baby," she cooed, her hands lightly pawing his back. "You must be really tired," she said, after a few moments in silence.
"I'm only a little tired..." he hinted, toying with a strap on her shoulder. She moved up closer to his face so she could kiss him. Her heart beat harder, ready to accelerate as soon as it was given the go-ahead.
Why did she
need
him like this? He smelled so good... his soap, what was it? It smelled verdant and a little clove-like. He tasted good, too, the sharp taste of spearmint with the remnants of cigarette smoke. She pressed her tits against him, in case it wasn't clear that she was willing to fuck him.
"You were so sexy the other day, when you did your little schoolgirl thing in the bathroom. Out of nowhere! Baby, you're so hot... generous, loving... I am so lucky to have you," he whispered, taking down both straps and kissing her neck and shoulders. "Can we do the schoolgirl thing again? You suck my cock and then I eat your pussy while you try to escape... and we get a little rough... does that sound good?"
"Yes," she told him, kissing him to get her fix first. "Yes, you caught me doing something... messing around with another girl on a field trip that you're chaperoning... And I come into your room and we have to be quiet so we don't wake everyone..." she told him in a sultry voice and nipped his earlobe.
"That's hot as hell, baby..." he growled, kissing her fiercely. She pulled away.
"Mr. Ilanescu? I need to talk to you about what happened earlier..." she said, kneeling next to him in the bed. Her wavy black hair made curtains around her soft, caramel-colored shoulders.
"Jada? You shouldn't be in here. Get back to your room, now," he said, pretending to be fed up with her.
"But Mr. Ilanescu, if my parents find out I was kissing Nina, they're going to be so mad at me!" she whined.
"You should have thought of that before you kissed her. And keep your voice down, the whole class is on this floor. Really, this is inappropriate, Jada, I'm surprised at you," he said sternly.
"Mr. Ilanescu, I just wanted to let you know that I would do anything for you not to tell on me. Please, Mr. Ilanescu. I'll do anything, whatever you say," she begged, leaning over slightly to have her tits right in his face.
"I don't know what you're suggesting, Jada..." he said indignantly.
"Oh, Mr. Ilanescu, I think you do..." she said, her hand slipping under the sheets to find his cock. "Do you want a handjob, Mr. Ilanescu? I can make you feel good, and we can forget all about what happened earlier," she whispered, trying to conceal her presence from the imaginary people nearby. She felt his cock getting hard in her hand as she jerked him off.