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Chapter 7- Myra | If Plan A Doesn't Work...

Chapter 7: If Plan A Doesn't Work...

He stood staring at her.

Staring as if he couldn't stop.

Myra didn't know why she was doing this to him. She hadn't planned on it. But when she saw him standing there only wearing his boxers and chestnut  hair all over the place like he just had sex, something stirred inside her. She wanted to prove a point. An idea settled in her mind. 

If Blaize was going to be a bitch to her and annoy her this summer, might as well fight fire with fire and hurt her through her brother. But the only problem with that tactic, is that somewhere in the crossfire, she herself, will inevitably get burnt. 

That was exactly what she was thinking after she asked Clifton if she could give him head. She didn't want anything from him. Hell, he wasn't even her type. She saw his eyes, and knew she had taken it too far. There wasn't anything placed on his expression that said he was taking this lightly. And thats why she stood up from the shower stall floor, because when she saw his eyes, she saw longing. 

However, Myra couldn't help notice that she wasn't just wet because of the shower, seeing his length was a surprise to her, and the whole scenario was in fact hot, earlier she had came up with a theory that Clifton might still be a virgin with their first impressions, although she quickly banished that theory when she saw how big he was. A guy with that many inches and a cock as thick as her wrist was probably noticed in his high school. Therefore, he probably got fucked and fucked a reasonable amount of girls, and the innocent game he had on was just an appearance. Myra blushed and turned around to face the door, mentally punching herself for thinking about Clifton.

Clifton's glazed eyes cleared and reality came crashing down when he saw her standing up, he immediately thought it was because he took too long to grant her permission to do something he desired so ferociously. It took him a minute to recover from her words and thats why he couldn't answer her. 

"W-whats wrong" he breathed out, now grabbing her arm and gently making her face him. Adrenaline was coursing through his veins and he couldn't help but feel a little more confident with asking her. The shower was still on and beating on his back and he couldn't hide nor stop his hard-on because Myra wasn't doing anything about covering herself from him.

Myra's eyes glanced down to Clifton's manhood and then back up to his eyes. She swallowed the lump in her throat and then with eyes full of apologies she whispered "Im sorry Clifton....This was all one big mistake...I-I shouldn't have made you do any of that"

"You didn't make me do anything Myra." he said taking a small step towards her. At this point, his height was a good factor with the two of them for Myra, as he couldn't see that she was blushing so hard, she thought her cheeks were on fire.

Myra shut her eyes and looked down at her feet, she saw his body inching closer and closer with every breath she took. Except her breath hitched when he was a second away from being pressed against her. 

"I wanted every second of that to happen" he finally said softly as he took one final step and she could feel his cock on the side of her waist, with his body pressed against her, her breasts on his chest, she looked up at him. She caught him once again staring, staring at nothing but her. The look on his eyes once again frightened her and she backed away, except this time, he followed in sync with her and went forward to her. He slid his hands down from her arm to her hands and held her hand while backing her with his body, both their eyes not leaving each other once. 

Myra couldn't help but whimper a soft moan when her back touched the cool door of the shower stall, as her ass was pressed against the glass and he was pressed against her, she was taking deep breaths and both their chests were rising and falling. Clifton leaned forward and brought his lips to her ear. For a while all she could feel were his breaths on her ear making her whole body shiver. 

And then her knees nearly buckled when she felt something soft and velvet trace her ear. Clifton didn't know what had gotten into him. But he knew he didn't want to stop, he would regret it too much if he stopped. He was doing what felt right. Everything about Myra Gibson felt right to him. 

He outlined her ear with his tongue and then went to kissing her sweet spot. He lifted her hands and placed them above her head, still holding her. 

Myra could feel him leaving a trail of kisses on her jaw and stopped short at the corner of her mouth "Please let it happen"

And at that moment, she didn't care. She wanted this. She wanted him. He let go of her hands and let his hands slide down her body, he passed her breasts and let his thumbs graze over her hardened nipples as he skimmed over her ribs making his way downward feeling all the edges of her body. She let her hands go from above her and draped them around his neck, encompassing him to her. She let her right hand drift up and tugged on his hair. She heard him groan and couldn't help but smile. 

She pulled him to her and let their lips brush against each other allowing them to feel the texture of each others mouths but not granting them access to something as intimate as a kiss. She kept repeating to herself in her mind"This was just for now. This- He is never going to happen"

She couldn't help but let out a soft moan against his lips when she felt his thumbs slip into the edge of her panties. She couldn't make out from the sounds outside and the shower spraying within the stall but her name escaped his lips ever so softly, she didn't think he was doing it knowingly. He trailed her panties ever so slowly down taking his time memorising every detail of her with the pads of his thumb against her skin. Just as he nearly took the last piece of clothing separating both of them, the door of the shower stall they were in was whipped open. 

Clifton grabbed Myra by her waist the minute the door left its place, hiding them from everyone outside their stall. Myra couldn't help but blush when, once Clifton saw who it was that disrupted them, he immediately grabbed her body and hid her behind him by stepping in front of her and shielding Myra, making sure that whoever was on the other side couldn't see the parts of her that he just saw. 

Myra peered from behind Clifton and saw a middle-aged man with black hair and a stubble lined on his jaw- that Myra assumed was probably a professor looked at the both of them and smirked. 

"Get out fuckers, its time for the breakfast assembly"

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