At last, yet not thankfully, my mother noticed I often have not been sleeping at home so, as I could not make any decent excuses, she imposed a curfew. I do not know what she thinks I have been up to, but I can bet it is nowhere close to the reality. Hence, I have not been able to spend much time with Eric besides in our tutoring sessions, which were shortened to one to two hours before I had to run back home.
“I miss your meals…” I whined, sitting atop Eric’s lap and wrapping my arms around his neck.
He grinned. “Is that what you truly miss?” One of his brows shot up. “Or is it this?” His fingers slid under my skirt and I leaped up in surprise.
“Eric, we can’t.” I blushed. “Someone might see us.”
Completely ignoring my concern, those same fingers rubbed me and slid inside me one by on
