9 comments/ 40834 views/ 28 favorites Lori and Jonah: A Seduction By: indianfire Author's Note: This is not a quickie, so if you want instant gratification, this probably isn't for you. This is longer, and a little more about anticipation than quick satisfaction. I hope you enjoy. If you would like me to write more, tell me so please. Feel free to vote or leave a comment. Thank you and happy reading! --- Today is a typical Monday in Honors Biology. Who cares about punnett squares, recessive genes, and phenotypes? Not me, at 18 I care a lot more about my social life. I like Fridays much better, at least then I get to look forward to the football games. Don't get ahead of yourself though, I'm no cheerleader. I'm on the dance team. It's not as glamorous, but it's something. Who doesn't like sequins? Anyway, back to my story. Biology is boring, but what I failed to mention is that my teacher is totally hot. He runs marathons and jogs every day to stay in shape. He's sexy as Hell and completely ripped. I've had a crush on him since the beginning of the semester. I sit and fantasize about him to entertain myself during class. Such a deep, rich voice would be of much better use in the bedroom. And those bedroom eyes... Mr. Blackbrook is definitely every girl's wet dream. His hair is a silky black; his eyes are like melted chocolate. He's tall, dark, and handsome. I'm tall for a girl at 5'8", but I was still 4 inches shorter than my hot teacher. My eyes are grin and my skin is pale, but somehow I ended up a brunette. Go figure. It doesn't bother me too much though; the boys seem to like it. Today I'm wearing a tight pair of ripped jeans that hug my legs and ass. My bright pink shirt showcased some of my cleavage. I'm a happy 36C. So I'm sitting in the back of the classroom, caught in a fantasy. In my fantasy, I'm in a mini-skirt on my knees with Mr. Blackbrook's cock in my mouth. It's big, hard, and it tastes delicious. My lips slide over his erection and my tongue swirls under the head of his cock. I moan and the sound vibrates around his dick. He wraps those strong hands in my air and closes his eyes in rapture. "Lori." He moans my name. My full name is Lorena, but everyone calls me Lori. It sounded best coming from those full lips. I slide his cock into my throat. "Lori." He repeats my name even louder. I move my mouth even faster, careful not to scrape my teeth over the sensitive skin. "LORI." I jump in my seat and blush. I feel slightly guilty, but I'm so turned on. I just wish I didn't look like such a ditz in front of the rest of the class. I tuned my attention back to the real Mr. Blackbrook, not the Mr. Blackbrook of my fantasies. "Are dimples a dominant or recessive trait?" he asked me. What the fuck do dimples have to do with anything? I paused for a moment, trying to remember the answer. Obviously I took too long. "A dimple is an indentation on the surface of the skin. They're most often found on someone's cheeks. Is the trait for having those dominant, or recessive, Lori?" "Recessive?" I answered. I figured I had a 50/50 chance. "No. It's dominant. Pay attention. Wow, I guess luck and I couldn't be friends after all. Of course I couldn't have chosen the right answer. Why do dimples matter anyway? Oh well. At least he should leave me alone to fantasize for the rest of the day. Despite the embarrassment, I still feel horny. My panties are soaked. He looks so fucking hot standing in front of the chalk board. I bet he has a chiseled stomach and a thick, long cock. As I'm staring at him, his eyes lock on mine. I wonder if he can tell what I'm thinking. I wonder if he could possibly be thinking the same thing. What a tempting thought. I lick my lips slowly and sensually. I'm rewarded by seeing him swallow hard. He pulled his eyes off me as if they were glued to my lips. Oh boy, let the games begin. The next day I wore a jean mini-skirt, like the one from my daydream. I also wore a low-cut emerald green sweater with a pair of knee high boots with stiletto heels. I felt totally bitchin' and knew for sure that I had to be on Santa's naughty list. I could hardly wait for sixth period today. I wanted Jonah (aka Mr.Blackbrook) to stare at me and want me. Oh yeah, and how do I know his first name? I found him in the yearbook. I think the name suits him. After suffering through the first five boring classes of the day, I was excited to take my seat in Bio. The lights are off and the TV was in the front of the classroom so it must be a movie day. I'm trying to figure out how to work this to my advantage. The movie started and Mr. Blackbrook sat in the back, a few seats down from me. What's that one saying? Ah, yes, so close and yet so far away. The movie was talking about DNA and the double helix, but my mind could only think one thing: I'm hot for teacher. I crossed my legs, not only because I was horny, but so that my skirt would ride up a little higher. I wasn't sure, but I thought I saw his eyes dart down to my thighs and then back up. I arch my back and tug my shirt down so that a little of my bra is showing. I want his eyes on me again; it makes my entire body feel like it's on fire. Soon enough, I realize I'm so horny that I have to do something about it, whether he's watching or not. One hand drifts up to cup my full breast. The other hand drifts down to the edge of my skirt. I fondle my breast and stroke the strip of skin between the hem of my shirt and the top of my skirt. I bite my lip hard to keep a moan from escaping. My back arches like a taut bow and I wiggle in my seat. My heart is pounding and all I see when I close my eyes are Mr. Blackbrook's brown bedroom eyes. My hand slips under the waistband of my skirt, and my fingers find wetness. I stifle another moan and caress my creamy pink pussy. I flick my clit with my fingernail and imagine it's Mr. Blackbrook's hand under my skirt. My mind paints a picture for me and the sight has me cumming in my chair. I bite my lip so hard to keep from moaning that I taste blood. I struggle not to buck as the strongest orgasm ever ripples through me. I can hear my breath panting out between my lips. Once my pulse calms down, I slide my fingers out of my pussy and stick them in my mouth. I lick every last bit of my juices from them. Suddenly I remember that I'm not alone. My eyes dart to my right where my teacher is sitting. Part of me hopes that he saw, and part of me hopes that he didn't. My one hope is dashed when I see his eyes staring at me and a muscle in his jaw working. I can't tell if he's aroused or angry. It hits me that he could go tell the principal and then my parents would figure out I had fingered myself at school. I DEFINITELY didn't want my parents to find out I masturbated at school. I straighten my clothes and look back at Mr. Blackbrook. My face is scarlet and my eyes search his face. I can't read him at all. On an impulse, I looked down and saw a distinct bulge in his khaki pants. His hands were clenched in tight fists. Well, whether he's pissed off or not, he's definitely horny. The bell rings; the class gets up to leave. "We'll finish the video tomorrow." I hear Mr. Blackbrook say. His voice was deeper than I've ever heard it before. That rugged voice sends shivers down my spine. He glances over at me one more time before rising from his seat and leaving the room. I panic slightly and remember my fear of him going to the principal. I tell myself he wouldn't do that. I get excited when I realize that it's more likely that he's going to the restroom so that he can jack off. I smile to myself and leave for lunch to meet up with my friends. For the rest of the day all I could think of was the bulge in his pants and the deep sound of his voice. The remainder of the week went mostly the same except for the masturbating in class. Every day I wore something that was sexy without being too slutty. I watched him, and he watched me. I could see his struggle, but I know he wants me even if he won't admit it. I don't know exactly when, but I made my mind up. I had decided that I would seduce Mr. Blackbrook, and I would make him admit how he felt. Finally Friday came. As usual, I was looking forward to sixth period Bio. Today there was a home game, so I got to wear my tight dance team outfit. It's basically a green, white and silver spandex body suit. It hugs me like it's painted on. My ass looks firm and round, and the scoop neckline makes me rack look huge. Even the shoes are cute: little silver ballet-type shoes. Add to that some sultry makeup and I felt ready for war. Fifth period rolls around, and I'm sitting in class waiting for the bell to ring. I want to see my sexy Biology teacher. At last, the bell rings. I jolt out of my seat, almost sprinting to my next class. I sit in my seat out of breath. I scan the room for Jonah. There's no sign of him yet, but soon the object of my fantasies will be here. Disappointment weighs down my shoulders when I see a familiar substitute teacher walk in. My mood immediately plummeted. My mind starts working overtime. Is he okay? Is he avoiding me? I hope he didn't quit his job. I don't think he would. It sounds juvenile, but by the end of class I was near tears. Instead of having lunch with my friends, I went to the bathroom and cried. What the Hell am I doing? I must be crazy for wanting to lose my cherry to my teacher. He's hot, but everyone is always talking about how you should wait until you get married or until the "right" guy comes along. I'm just so sick of being a good girl. I get good grades. I only party a little, and I never do drinks or do drugs. I deserve a little fun, don't I? I'm sick of all of the immature boys that I go to school with. I don't want to be with a boy, I want to be with a man. I want to lose it to someone who can make my first time amazing. I know that Mr. Blackbrook would be a great lover, and that I would love fucking him. Hours later, I'm out on the football field warming up. My mood is slightly better; I LOVE football Fridays. On the field I stretch for about ten minutes. I'm extremely flexible. After that the band, flags and dance team headed for the bleachers to wait for our half-time performance. On my way to the bleachers, I thought I saw a familiar face in the crowd. Oh my God! Mr. Blackbrook was at the football game! Wait. It didn't make sense. Why would he come to the game if he wasn't at school earlier? I wondered. Oh well, I didn't care. He was here and I got to see him tonight after all. I took my seat on the bleachers and was constantly trying to find in the crowd. I couldn't spot him. Did he leave already? Why would he only show up before the game and then leave? Could he still be here? I waited until half time to find out. When half time does come, I strut out to the field. I hope that Mr. Blackbrook is watching. From the field I look for him once more. I was a little surprised to see him standing at the front rail of the bleachers. His eyes were only for me. Or at least that's what it felt like to me. My heart beats faster and I start to get nervous. I take a couple deep breaths and remind myself that if there's anything I know how to do, it's dance. I've been taking ballet lessons since I was four years old, and hip-hop lessons since I was ten. Going from ballet to my high school dance team is a breeze. The band starts to play and my adrenaline starts pumping. My hips roll and my feet barely touch the field. I move it like I'm afraid to lose it. Feeling his eyes on me while I dance is making me wet. My eyes only leave his face when I turn around. I tell myself that I'm dancing just for him, like we're in a bedroom alone. It's just the two of us and I'm giving him a show. I know my cheeks must be red and my eyes are sparkling. My body moves and bends like I'm making love. I feel hot and ready to pounce. A few more minutes of glory and it's all over. Third quarter, yes! During third quarter, any members of the half-time show get to go fraternize with the crowd. Well, as long as you weren't bad. I've definitely been a naughty girl, but they don't know that, so I get to go fraternize. I just hope I can find Mr. Blackbrook again. Thinking of him, I turn to the stands just in time to catch sight of him striding away. I said a hurried goodbye to my friends and rush after him. He heads behind the bleachers and toward the field house. When I do catch up to him, he's in the shadows behind the field house. He's leaning on the brick wall with his eyes closed; he looks exhausted. Thus far I've been careful to walk quietly so I wouldn't startle him. The night is silent and we're the only ones in sight. However, my foot slips just as I step in front of him. Smothering a shocked squeal, I pitch forward. Strong arms catch me as I head toward the ground. I find myself up against a hard, warm chest. My eyes are level with Mr. Blackbrook's chin. Startled, I look up at him with big scared eyes. I can't really see his face in the shadows. "Lori?" He asks, our bodies still pressed together. "Jonah," I whisper, breathless. I can feel his warm palm against my spine, holding me to his body. His other hand cups the back of my neck; his fingers slide into my hair. I can feel his hot breath fan across my cheek as he leans his head down. I hope he's going to kiss me. His lips look so soft and full. My own lips part and my breath comes out in short pants. My body melts in his arms as I let my weight rest against him. His mouth is inches away from mine. I feel sure that he'll kiss me. Our lips touch. At first he's gentle and slow, teasing my mouth with his lips and light flicks of his tongue. Experimentally, I run my tongue slowly over his bottom lip. He tastes so good that I know that I want more. I hear him groan, low and raw, and then his tongue is in my mouth. I still feel a bit shy, but then my tongue is dueling with his in a hot and steamy kiss. I press my breasts into his chest and feel the hard length of his cock against my belly. Without warning, he breaks the kiss and pushes away from me. I stumble slightly but manage to find my footing. I blink rapidly, trying to clear my foggy mind. I look at him with hurt eyes and see him panting. I can't tell what he's thinking. He looks away, and then he looks back with a new intensity in his eyes. I start to reach a hand out but pull it quickly back. Taking a couple steps closer to him, I stop before we touch. "Why are you doing this Lori?" He asks me. I don't know how to explain it or what to say, so I say nothing. I feel how wet the kiss made me, but I don't know if I should say that. I would feel stupid explaining my fantasy of seducing him. It even sounded like a stupid idea, except for the fact that my lips are still swollen from his kiss. I kept silent. "Why are you taunting me?" He grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "WHY LORI??" "Because I want you." He pulled his hands from me and began walking away. "Jonah," I called softly. He didn't even turn or acknowledge me. Before I could even consider going after him, he was gone. It hit me that third quarter must be almost over and that I better get back to my spot in the stands before someone came looking for me. I held back my tears and trudged back. The rest of the game passes without my notice, and my weekend passes the same way. I dread going to class on Monday while the rejection still feels so fresh. Monday came slowly. I'm sitting in fifth period English, again, sympathizing with the heroine in whatever Kate Chopin story we were reading. I look at the clock and pray that the bell won't ring, but of course it does. I consider skipping Bio, but I think it's best to just face the music and get it over with. I take my seat in Mr. Blackbrook's classroom, grateful tat he isn't there yet. Almost the entire class is seated before he arrives. He starts the lecture and I allow myself to get lost in my own thoughts. I drift through the entire class in a haze, trying to ignore everything around me. The end bell rings and drags me back to reality. I gather my books and move to leave the room, unaware that everyone had already rushed out. I'm almost to the door when I feel a hand on my arm. I don't turn because I know it's him. I feel ashamed. "Lori." He says softly. I still can't bear to look at him. He takes my jaw in his hand and gently turns my face to him. I close my eyes. Tears begin to well up under my lashes so I break from his grip and flee the classroom. I hide in the bathroom and cry, yet again. I think about his gentle touch and think that maybe he cares. I tell myself that I'm wrong. It's all a stupid idea and I should have given up sooner. The night comes and goes. Tuesday comes and I endure it like a zombie. I make sure I arrive last to Biology and leave first. I avoid looking at Mr. Blackbrook at all costs. On Wednesday I try to figure out how I'm going to endure Bio for the rest of the year. It's not even halfway over. I get to sixth period, making sure I'm not the first student to get there. Today is a lab day. Lab days are decent I suppose. I get to work with Jess, Cody, and Jennifer. Cody is kind of cute. He reminds me of Taylor Lautner. Jesse is a ripped football player, dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He's very pale compared to Mr. Blackbrook, but still hot. Jennifer is a preppy bitch. She's only in band but acts like a cheerleader. It's a horrible combination. Jesse is sitting next to me. He's a little closer than he should be, but he's a hot distraction. I'm not going to complain. He smiles at me and I can tell all of his attention is on me. I smile back, my first real smile in days. It feels good to be around someone that makes me feel cute and desirable. Part of me hopes that Jonah is watching. "Do you think he'll actually grade this?" Jesse asks me. "Probably, but I don't feel like worrying about it. I'll just copy it from someone later." I reply, still smiling and feeling flirty. I see Jen look over at me with a dirty look and feel a small amount of satisfaction. I can see Cody checking me out from across the table. I'm glad I chose to wear a cute blouse today. I had left the first couple buttons undone to provide a tempting view. No guy likes a girl that wears sweats every day. Out of the corner of my eyes, I see Jonah looking at Jesse and I. He doesn't look happy, but then again he rarely does when I'm around him. The class passes by quickly and I leave without one word to Mr. Blackbrook. When I get home that evening I fall back onto my bed and stare at the ceiling. I wonder what I should do. Do I like Jesse? Yeah, he seems nice and he is hot, but there's no comparison between him and Jonah. Have I given up on Jonah? No, I still want him; I'm just hesitant because I'm not exactly sure about how he feels. I haven't given up though. I remembered that this Saturday is the homecoming dance. How could I forget about Homecoming? I know how: Jonah. A couple guys asked me a couple weeks ago, but they probably gave up because I waited too long. What was I going to do now? Maybe I wouldn't even go, or maybe I would go stag. Maybe Cody or Jesse would ask me. I haven't heard anything about them having dates. And maybe, just maybe, Mr. Blackbrook would be there as a chaperone. That was a tempting thought. On Thursday Bio was pretty much the same as the day before, except today wasn't a lab day, and Jesse flirted with me even more. Football players are such flirts. I wondered why he didn't have a girlfriend. He had dated a girl named Rachel. She was a stupid cheerleader, of course. She's blonde and blue eyes, definitely my opposite. Too bad for her, because he's single now and he's flirting with me. What else matters? From me behind me I hear a creaking noise. Jesse's leaning forward from the seat behind me. He whispers in my ear while MR. Blackbrook is talking at the front of the room. Lori and Jonah: A Seduction Ch. 02 Author's Note: All characters in my story are the age of legal consent (18 or older). To better understand this story you may want to read the first chapter. Thank you to all my faithful readers. As always, please vote, leave comments, and send feedback. Please enjoy!! --- When Lori woke the next morning, she found herself in unfamiliar settings. She was in a big bed in a blue bedroom. The bed was big enough for two, but she was alone in it. After a moment she remembered where she was: Jonah Blacbrook's bedroom. She smiled at that. Where was he? she wondered. He had to still be here, it was his house. Inhaling, she caught the scent of something sweet drifting in from the hallway. Leaving his bed and his bedroom, Lori made her way downstairs. She followed the scent into the kitchen, where she saw Jonah working at the stove. He still looked sexy in grey pajama pants and a plain white t-shirt. Lori took a seat on a stool at the counter. There was a little bit of tension in the air, but she could handle it. She was here, with Jonah. That in itself was a miracle. At least he hadn't made her leave yet. Finally he looked up at her with a rueful smile curving his lips. "Good morning Beautiful, are you hungry?" he asked. Her stomach growled right on cue, making Jonah chuckle. "I guess that answered it for you. What are you making?" "I'm making crepes. I mixed in a hint of vanilla and I'm sautéing some strawberries for the filling. Have you ever tried them?" "No," she said while watching Jonah flip a crepe in the air. He seemed to know what he was doing. Lori loved to cook, and he was the first man she knew who seemed to like cooking as well. It was a welcome change. The strawberries smelled delicious. Slowly, Lori slid off the stool and walked over to Jonah. She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him from behind. His body tensed at first, then relaxed. Maybe it had been a while since he'd had someone else in his house with him. Lori was glad, she didn't want to think about anyone else being with him or touching him. In a way, she already felt like he was hers. Jonah slid the last crepe onto a platter and poured the strawberry mixture into a bowl. He took both dishes and carried them to the table where there was a dish of steamy hot bacon already waiting. "Lori, can you grab the orange juice and whipped cream from the refrigerator, please?" "Of course." She smiled and did what he asked happily. They seemed so domesticated. They were more liked husband and wife than teacher and student. She liked it. The table was already set, so they sat down and began transferring food to their plates. Lori discovered that she did in fact love crepes. They were delicious; Jonah really was a good cook. The whipped cream seemed like too much temptation. Lori swiped some onto her finger and put it on Jonah's nose. He blinked, seemingly surprised by her action. Lori giggled and leaned over the table to lick it off. What started as a playful lick turned into a hungry kiss. She could taste strawberries on his lips. Feeling his tongue thrust into her mouth made her wet. If she wasn't careful, she'd get cum all over the chair; all she was wearing was his t-shirt. They broke the kiss panting. Slowly Lori rose and walked around to where Jonah was sitting. She sat in his lap. Her fingers reached for the bottom of his shirt and she pulled it up over his head. He still looked just as scrumptious as he had the night before. Her lips went back to his and she couldn't get enough. A wet spot was forming on his pants from her wet pussy. Jonah had tried to resist her, but with her here in the flesh he wasn't even going to try. With a growl, Jonah lifted her into his arms and carried her back upstairs to his bedroom. She was just a dainty little thing, but she really was beautiful. He still wanted to kill Jesse for hurting her. In his bedroom, Jonah laid her on the bed. She looked stunning in his t-shirt; he liked the look of Lori wearing his clothes. What he would like even better would be to see her in no clothes. Lori wanted him so badly. She wanted to lose her virginity to someone who knew what he was doing. She was sure that Jonah was that guy. Well, she wanted him to be that guy. Jonah lay next to Lori on the bed. He wanted her, but he wanted to take it slowly. He was guessing she was a virgin; she didn't seem to have much experience. However, what she lacked in experience she made up for in energy and eagerness. He could tell she wanted it badly. Lori drew in a sharp breath when Jonah's hand slid under her shirt and settled on her flat belly. His hand was so warm, the touch made her shiver. Slowly his hand started to venture higher. When his fingertips brushed over her nipple she bit her lip. He pinched it lightly. It felt so good that she moaned. When his entire hand covered her breast she couldn't help but lean into it. She wanted more. It was getting harder and harder for Jonah to stay calm and restrained. He just wanted to tear the shirt off and bury his cock in her. For the moment he settled for shoving his tongue in her mouth and sliding his hand between her legs. Fuck was she wet, and sweet too. She was a wild little thing, rolling her hips into his hand. Her little moans and grunts were only turning him on even more. Lori had been fingered before, but fumbling high school boys couldn't compare to this. His thumb played with her clit while he fingered her hole. She didn't know how much more torment she could stand before he slid his cock into her. "Jonah, please. I want your cock in me," she said pleadingly. "Shhh Baby, not yet. You're not ready yet." "Yesterday I waited, but today I want you to fuck me. No more teasing." "You'll get what you want, just be patient Baby, I don't want to hurt you." Lori pouted a little, but she relented. As long as he would let her have it today, she could wait. Last night had been torture: a delicious torture, but still torture. She was rewarded for her patience when Jonah stripped his shirt off of her. His mouth found her nipple and nibbled on it. Fuck, he was amazing. His talented tongue flicked over her skin. She couldn't stay still. Jonah was dying, he needed to have her, but she wasn't quite ready yet. He needed to make her ready, and fast, before he came in his pants. He turned onto his back and pulled Lori on top of him. "Sit on my face Baby, and put your pussy on my mouth," Jonah instructed. Lori looked hesitant, she never heard of anyone doing that before. She decided to trust Jonah and did what he asked. As soon as she was close enough, his tongue flicked her clit. It was surprising, in a good way. Jonah's hands grabbed her thighs to hold her in place right before he decided to drive her crazy. His tongue slid up and down her pussy and speared into her hole. It was like she was being fucked by his tongue. Her back arched and before long she was riding his mouth. His teeth nipped at her every now and again and it only made her even wetter. Her pussy was flooded with cum, and the flood wasn't stopping any time soon. Jonah decided that she was ready; her pussy was drenched. "Lay on your back Baby. Are you ready?" Lori nodded and lay on her back. Her entire body was throbbing. She wanted this so bad. She watched in wonder as Jonah stripped the rest of his clothes off. He was gorgeous and his cock was huge. Lori's eyes went wide; would all of that cock fit inside of her? The sight made her a little scared, but she still wanted him. He looked like a Greek god. Jonah slid in between her legs and prepared to enter her sweet cunt. First, there was one question he had to ask. He had to know the answer before he went further. "Lori, are you a virgin?" She was afraid to give the wrong answer. Maybe he wanted her to be more experienced, or maybe he wanted a virgin. She hoped it was the latter. "Yes," she answered quietly. She was surprised by Jonah's groan of satisfaction. "Good Baby, I want to be your first." Jonah started sliding his cock slowly inside of her. Before too long he was met with resistance. He really didn't want to hurt her, but he would make it up to her. "This is going to hurt a little. Are you sure you want this?" "I want you Jonah, I haven't changed my mind. I want you to take my virginity." Those words drove him insane. With one sharp thrust, he pushed his way completely inside her. She screamed out in pain and he covered her face in kisses. "Shh, it's okay Baby. It'll stop hurting soon, I promise. You're beautiful and you feel so good." Jonah could hardly believe he had his hard cock buried in his student's pussy. It was wrong, but it felt too good. He should stop, but he couldn't now. There was no way he could pull his cock out of her pussy now that he was in her. It did hurt, but after a minute it started to feel good. Lori wanted more, she wanted it all. She lifted her hips and Jonah got the hint. He started moving inside her, slowly at first. He fucked her with long, smooth strokes until she was panting beneath him. "Harder Jonah, please. I won't break, I promise." He chuckled at his little virgin. It was her first time and already she wanted it hard and rough. He wasn't going to argue. He didn't exactly have an active sex life lately; this was testing his control. She was so hot beneath him, whimpering and wiggling in just the right ways, and her pussy was so fucking tight. Every time her muscles squeezed his hard cock he had to fight the urge to cum. The funniest part of all was that the little minx had no idea what she was doing to him. Lori felt the tension building in her body. If this orgasm was going to be better than the one he gave her last night, she didn't know if she could handle it. The grunts he was making were only making her even hotter. She'd been afraid that she wouldn't be able to please him. She knew now that there had been no reason for the worry. Oh God, she couldn't take it anymore. She felt it coming. Seconds later Lori was screaming his name at the top of her lungs. Her orgasm was in no way gentle this time. It rocked her world and sent it flying into pieces. She was barely aware of Jonah's shout as he came with her. He felt like he couldn't stop cumming inside of her sweet pussy. Her body jerked beneath him, but he held her tight. When her orgasm was over, she looked up to see Jonah's smiling face. He was running his fingers through her hair. He looked very satisfied with himself. It actually made Lori blush. "How are you feeling Sweetheart?" he asked. "A little sore," she admitted. A smile proved that she didn't mind being sore. Her first time had been amazing, thanks to Jonah. "It'll get better," he reassured her. If it was going to get better, she was sure she would be living in ecstasy. She'd be constantly wet. "I can't wait." "Okay you little seductress, let's go take a shower." She couldn't argue with that, the majority of her body was sticky. Together, they made their way to the master bathroom. It, like the rest of the house, was enormous. Jonah turned the water on in the shower and stepped under it. Lori followed on legs that weren't quite steady. Jonah squirted a healthy amount of body wash into his hand and began to soap her body. White suds ran in rivulets down her slim body. His scent filled the shower. The body wash smelled just like Jonah. His hands felt so good on her body, especially on her breasts. She never wanted to leave. He even washed her hair for her and he was gentle the entire time. When he was done, she decided to return to favor. Lori washed his toned chest, his huge biceps, and his semi-hard cock. She took special care with his balls and even washed his sexy ass. When their shower was over they were both breathing hard. Lori was tempted to stay and continue what they started right then and there, but she knew she had to get home. Her parents were pretty cool, but if she was gone too long even they would become suspicious. As it was, might have to sneak in the back way; she didn't have a change of clothes with her. "Jonah?" she asked. He turned his attention to her as he pulled two fresh towels off a rack. "Could I borrow another shirt and a pair of boxers?" "Of course... I feel strange asking, but how are you going to go home dressed like that without your parents knowing something happened?" "I'm going to sneak in through the garage. I can slip into my room without being seen. It's Sunday, so they're probably going to be playing tennis with our neighbors anyway. It'll be alright, and no one will find out. You won't get in trouble for this. I wanted it." Her skin was becoming cold in the chilly air, so she took the towel he offered and dried herself off. Back in his room, he laid out a white t-shirt and a blue pair of boxers. Lori put them on with ease. The shirt was a bit too large for her and she folded over the waistband of the boxers a couple times so that they weren't as long. She looked cute to Jonah even in baggy clothes. He had to admit, he was starting to get cold feet. All of the possible consequences kept flooding his mind. He needed to take her home and take some time to think. He threw on some jeans and a random shirt. Lori found her dress in a corner of the room. Her heels weren't too far away. Going barefoot seemed more appealing than wearing heels with men's boxers. She prayed her parents weren't home. "Are you ready?" Jonah asked. "Yeah, I guess it's time to go." They made their way outside quietly. Lori could sense a change, but she didn't know what to do. This had gone farther than she ever really believed it would. It wasn't that she hadn't wanted it to go this far, she just hadn't expected it. Jonah's car was very comfortable and he followed her directions well. From down the street she could tell that her parents' car wasn't in the driveway. She sent a silent thank you to God. Jonah pulled into her driveway looking nervous. He was waited for an angry father to come running out with a bat to beat him for deflowering his gorgeous daughter. However, no man came running from the house. He breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll see you tomorrow Lori. Be careful, and stay away from Jesse." "Goodbye Jonah, I'll be thinking about you, and about your yummy cock." Lori surprised him with a quick kiss goodbye before darting inside to her bedroom to change. She didn't want to sneak this far only to be caught in someone else's boxers. A borrowed pair of Kelsey's pajamas seemed inconspicuous. She folded his clothing and hid it in her lingerie drawer. Was it all real? She wondered. It seemed to perfect to be real, but the tenderness between her thighs told her it was real. She hoped that today was a beginning and not the end. *** Monday morning she counted down the hours until sixth period Bio. Nervous butterflies were fluttering around in her stomach the whole time. What would it be like now? Would her sexy teacher stare at her the entire time? Would he be able to tell that she was undressing him with her eyes? Maybe he would even think about last weekend so much that he'd get hard-on in the middle of class. She was also a little worried about seeing Jesse, but she doubted that he would do anything. Jonah was intimidating. Lori was glad that the only class she had with Jesse was the one in which Jonah was standing guard. It seemed kind of romantic that Jonah was trying to protect her; it meant that she was important to him. When the bell rang to signal the end of fifth period Lori nearly stumbled out of her desk. She could be in Biology class in less than 2 minutes. Lori rushed down the hall and hurried into the classroom hoping not to find a substitute teacher. A sigh of relief escaped her as she walked in to see Jonah at his desk. He looked up when she walked in, but it was as if he was looking right through her. Disappointment was like a rock in her stomach. She almost felt sick. How could someone take your virginity one day and be so cold the next? He had kept his word about the seating arrangements. Lori was no longer sitting in front of Jesse. On the chalkboard there were instructions to look at the new seating chart and find our new assigned seat. The instructions gave no reason for the change, but she knew the reason. It was the only reminder he gave of what had happened. She took my seat and kept my eyes on Mr. Blackbrook. He acted just as he had during class last week. It was if nothing had ever happened between him and his student. It made her want to cry. How could he do this? Jonah had said he'd been watching her for years. How could he want her so long but act so cold? Through the entire class, he gave her no extra attention and no hidden steamy glances. Even her short shorts and low cut t-shirt didn't attract his stare. Jonah felt horrible for hurting her feelings. It had made his stomach turn over to hurt her like that. He had known it would be hard to treat her that way, but it had to be done. If they kept repeating what had happened, they were sure to get caught. He couldn't risk losing his job. Even though Lori was eighteen, she was still his student. He'd get funny looks from everyone if they found out. He'd be a social pariah. She was just a girl, he could get over her. Well, he hoped that he could get over her. It was unlikely, he'd already been watching her for a couple years despite his better judgement. When the class was over and it was time for lunch, Lori went to the bathroom instead. She cried for about half an hour, then she fixed her makeup and tried her best to put up a good front. She went home that night feeling exhausted. Lori hoped maybe Jonah would go to the records room and find her telephone number, but by eleven o'clock that night she gave up. What was she going to do? She was head over heels, but she felt like she was losing ground instead of gaining it. It almost made her wish that Jesse wasn't a jerk. Maybe a hot jock would have been a good way to get her mind off of everything. When Lori fell asleep that night she was wearing his t-shirt and thinking about him. It was no surprise when her dreams were full of his voice and his touch. She even woke up soaking wet in the middle of the night before falling back asleep. *** Tuesday morning she didn't even feel like trying. Lori wore plain pair of cotton shorts and a green shirt. She didn't do her makeup, and she tossed her hair up into a loose bun. It didn't matter what she looked like if Jonah wasn't going to look at her, and she didn't care what anyone else thought. All through the morning she felt like a zombie. She ignored her teachers, even though that wasn't anything new. She didn't even feel like talking to her friends. When fifth period was over, Lori took her time trudging to Biology. There, she sank into her new seat and stared out the window the entire period. Did she have homework? Well if she did, she didn't care. She didn't care about notes; she didn't care about anything. When the bell rang, it jolted her out of her daze. The class had just flown by. She was on her way out of the room when Mr. Blackbrook stopped her. She didn't think he would talk about the weekend with anyone around, but when she looked there wasn't a single soul other than her and Jonah left in the room. "Lori, are you alright?" he asked. "I'm fine Mr. Blackbrook. Sorry I didn't get the homework done. Okay, bye." She tried to leave, but his hand on my arm stopped her. He wasn't hurting her, but she knew he had something else to say. "I'm really sorry about what happened last weekend Lori. I didn't mean for that to happen. I shouldn't have let it happen. There can't be anything between us Lori. I'm your teacher and you're my student. It has to stay that way, nothing more. Last weekend was a mistake." Lori and Jonah: A Seduction Ch. 02 Oh my God. It felt like her heart was breaking. She was a mistake? She had given him her virginity, and she was a mistake? Lori couldn't fight back the tears. Two wet streaks began streaming down her face. She didn't even know what to say. Lori bolted out of the room and ran to the restroom. It felt like she was dying. She loved him, but it was over already? The pain seemed unbearable. She cried well into the next period. When she could breathe past the pain she went to the nurse. Lori told her that she had really bad cramps and talked the nurse into letting her go home. She couldn't stay in the same building with him any longer. What was going to happen now? Lori and Jonah: A Seduction Ch. 03 Author's Note: Sorry for the wait guys, I was in the hospital a bit and I've been sick. I hope you like this chapter, even though it may or may not be what you're expecting. Don't worry, the saga isn't over yet!! As always, please comment, vote, and/or send feedback. Thanks for reading!! --- It was hard to get over Jonah. Actually, she still wasn't over him. Lori had tried to switch her bio class but her guidance counselor wouldn't hear of it. She was stuck staring at her hot teacher for the rest of the year. At least it was pretty much half over. It was torture, but at least it would be over soon. School sucked anyway, right? Today was just another Monday. Lori trudged through third period. None of her friends other than Kelsey really tried to talk to her anymore. For the past month she'd been like a zombie. It had been a while since she'd even straightened her hair or put on more than a few swipes of makeup. As hard as she tried, she still couldn't get over him. Once she got to Biology, she didn't even care; it was useless. In the past month there had been no smoldering glances and no phone calls. It was like that weekend never happened, like maybe she had dreamt it all. She hadn't dreamt it though, she knew because she still had his shirt and boxers stuffed in her underwear drawer. Jonah still looked as gorgeous as ever. His hair was a little longer and he didn't look like he was in a rush to cut it. There were some days where he came in with 5 o'clock shadow. It only made him look sexier. He looked a little leaner too, but he was still muscular. She couldn't help but remember what he looked like when he fucked her. He paid her no special attention. If he looked at her, it was like he was just looking straight through her. When the bell rang, she was more than ready to leave. She rushed out into the hallway and took in a deep breath. What was she letting him do to her? She had to move on, didn't she? Lori asked herself these questions every day, and she still didn't have answers. She either had to do something to make him see they should be together, or she had to get over him. It made her feel stupid, but Lori still had a little spark of hope left. That night she decided to stop by his house. She took his clothes with her with the excuse that she was returning them. She felt a little bit like a stalker, but she wasn't. Jonah had wanted her back, and maybe he still did. Lori made a few wrong turns before she could remember her way back to his house. She parked a little down the street and grabbed his t-shirt and boxers. She was on her way up his front walk when she saw movement through the bay window. Quietly, she made her way closer. What she saw made it very hard for her to swallow. Jonah and some woman were kissing and undressing each other in his living room. The sight nearly broke her heart. The woman was blonde, and though Lori didn't want to admit it, the woman was very beautiful. Something about her was very familiar, but she couldn't figure it out. The couple seemed like night and day: Jonah was dark and moved like a predator while the woman was fair-haired and panting like wild prey. The lucky bitch must have had a long dry spell; she looked like she was aching for some cock. Lori hated her. She didn't care who she was, she hated her for getting what she wanted. Lori tried not to make any noise as she crept closer to the window. The couple turned, and recognition hit. It was Ms. Stuart, another teacher at her school. What the fuck was Jonah doing? Fucking a student wasn't enough? He just had to fuck a teacher and break her heart as a bonus? Lori wanted to hate him. She wished she could, but she couldn't. However, that didn't stop her from wanting to attack him like an angry banshee. She didn't want to watch any longer, yet she couldn't stop. The sight was like a car accident; no matter how hard it was to look at or how much it made your stomach turn over, you just couldn't look away. It made her sick and turned her on at the same time. How could she not be turned on by Jonah's sexy body? The bitch was getting louder. Lori could hear her through the window. Her keening moans were annoying to Lori, she sounded too needy and desperate. The woman did have a right to be excited though, Jonah was mostly naked and licking his way all over her body. He kissed his way down her chest, paying extra attention to Ms. Stuart's erect nipples. Lori at least took comfort in the fact that her breasts were larger and perkier. Her waist was a little slimmer too. Jonah's mouth eventually made its way down to the bitch's pussy, and she went crazy. Lori was still turned on, but she just couldn't watch any longer. The nausea was overtaking her arousal. She stumbled back a few steps when she couldn't help but bend forward and vomit near some shrubbery. Lori took care to hold Jonah's clothing to her chest so that it stayed out of the line of fire. She worried that they had heard her, but she didn't her any interruption in Ms. Stuart's high-pitched moaning. After sucking in a few deep breaths, Lori walked quietly over to Jonah's front porch and placed his folded clothing on the stone. She fled as quickly as she could back to her car. She just wanted to get home and try to get the images out of her head. --- Jonah could hear Dana moaning; the woman was not quiet at all. She was almost annoying. He lapped at her pussy like a cat, but it wasn't as satisfying as he thought it would be. She didn't taste as sweet as Lori. He missed seeing those green eyes sparkle with desire. He was trying to move on, that's why he had agreed to go on a date with Ms. Stuart. Dana had been leaving him hints for months. She had seven years on him, and he would have been willing to bet it had been a while for her. Jonah hadn't really wanted to go out with her, but he thought if things went well she would get his mind off of Lori. He had been wrong. Dana was squirming beneath him, begging for more. Jonah was only going through the motions at this point. He should be happy; he had a naked woman in front of him that wanted sex. But he wasn't happy. He wanted someone else. Jonah wanted Lori's sexy body, but he couldn't leave Dana hanging now. He was going to finish her off with his mouth and then find some way to ask her to leave. It didn't take long at all for her to cum on his tongue. She went crazy, thrashing and moaning. He swallowed up only what he had to. He planned on cleaning his furniture sometime in the near future anyway. When they had both caught their breath he pulled back. He felt disgusted with himself. He and Lori weren't dating, but it still felt like he was cheating in some way. Jonah knew it would hurt Lori if she knew what he had done. Slowly, he found his clothes and put them back on. When Dana opened her blue eyes, she looked confused. Green eyes were so much prettier. "Jonah, what are you doing?" she asked. "I'm getting dressed," he replied simply. "Why are you getting dressed?" "I think it might be best if you leave now." Dana's confused expression changed quickly to pissed off. "What the fuck Jonah. You eat me out and that's it? Am I not good enough for you?" She looked ready to claw his eyes out. Jonah didn't care. He wanted her gone so he could go upstairs and scrub her scent off of his skin. "You're beautiful, but I still think you should go. Please." "Fine. You're an asshole, you know that?" Jonah didn't care anymore. She could call him anything she wanted; it wouldn't make him want her. He followed her silently to the door and she walked and dressed at the same time. She opened the door and nearly stumbled on her way out. "What the hell is on your porch?" she asked him. Jonah didn't give her an answer; he just stepped forward to see what it was. --- The next day Jonah waited patiently at his desk for his 6th period class to filter in. He needed to see Lori, to talk to her. He needed to tell her that he hadn't slept with that bitch after all, that he couldn't go through with it. If she had dropped his clothes off at his house, chances were that she had seen him with Dana. He hated the thought. His students were making their way to their seats, but no sign of Lori yet. Jonah tried to look calm, but he was waiting rather impatiently. Where was she? he wondered. When the final bell rang, he was still hoping that she'd come in late, even though he knew she wouldn't. Damnit! She had to have seen him with Dana. Of all the days for her to bring back his clothes, why did it have to be that one night?? Why couldn't she have stopped by on any of the other nights when he had been sitting at home with a 6-pack trying to forget her? Jonah hadn't gotten completely drunk, but he had hoped it would blur his memory. One of his pillows still smelled like her hair. He had washed his sheets, but he couldn't make himself get rid of that reminder of her. It was torture. The class seemed to drag on without Lori. Every few minutes Jonah's eyes would drift to her empty seat. Whenever his gaze fell on Jesse, he felt the renewed urge to beat the kid until near death. No teenage boy should ever try to force a girl to do anything. The little bastard had hurt Lori, and Jonah would never forgive him for it. The end bell rang, and the students made their way out as fast as they had made it in. He hid it, but on the inside Jonah was devastated. He still couldn't believe that some teenage girl was the reason for his angst. --- Lori woke up around noon. She had decided to fake sick so that her mother would let her stay home. She hadn't had to try too hard. Purple circles decorated the skin beneath her eyes and she looked weak. Her mother was a pushover, and Lori got the day off. Her stomach felt like it was in knots and her appetite was gone. Lori didn't want to want him anymore. It seemed like Jonah just wanted to hurt her. Maybe she'd follow her guidance counselor's suggestion and graduate a semester early. Despite her daydreams in biology class, Lori was actually a very good student, and she had way more credits than she needed. She wouldn't have to see Jonah every day anymore, and she could still probably graduate Summa Cum Laude. The idea was worth considering. Tina had it right, what's love got to do with it? Lori and Jonah: A Seduction Ch. 04 Author's Note: I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please vote, comment, and/or send feedback :). Happy reading!! --- Lori waited until the first day of the second semester to talk to her guidance counselor. As it turned out, it wasn't too late to graduate early. She started the paperwork that day. All she had to do was get a paper signed by her teachers, and she didn't have to show up to class anymore. It was a good deal. Lori went to all of her teachers, except Mr. Blackbrook, and had them sign her form. She handed it in to her counselor and hoped that she wouldn't notice a name missing. When Lori went home, she felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. --- The next week Jonah was starting to get worried. Lori hadn't shown up to school for days. He had tried to casually ask Kelsey, but she hadn't seen her either. Was she okay? Had something happened? He finally went down to the office one day during lunch. "Do you know where Lorena O'Reilly has been?" he asked the principal. "She hasn't shown up to my class for about a week." "Didn't she do fall semester graduation?" "She did?" Mrs. Williams opened up a file cabinet and pulled out a sheet of paper. "Here it is, she filled out her form last week. Are you one of her teachers?" she asked. "Yes, she's in my biology class." "You didn't sign the form then?" "No, she didn't bring it to me." Why didn't she bring it to him? He would have signed it for her. Was she doing this all because of him? It made him feel even more like shit for everything he had done. On top of all that, he might never see Lori again. That thought really bothered him. "Mr. Blackbrook? If she's going to graduate early, you'll need to sign this." She pointed to the paper. Of course he would sign it; he had already hurt Lori enough. Jonah took a pen out of his pocket and signed the form. When he was done, it felt like he had lost something. "There you go Mrs. Williams." "Thank you Jonah. Have a good day now." And he was dismissed. He wandered the hall until he made his way back to his classroom. The rest of the school year had lost its appeal for Jonah. His life had lost its appeal without Lori. He slumped into his chair and sat there for the rest of the period. When the bell rang, it was a welcome distraction. --- Friday morning Lori woke up feeling a little queasy. About ten minutes later she was on her knees in front of the toilet vomiting. She was still retching even when her stomach was nearly empty. All the stress must finally be getting to me, she thought. Once she was done, she brushed her teeth and crawled back into bed. Lori felt like shit. She hoped this wouldn't last long; she had puked yesterday morning too. If this proved to be a pattern, Lori wasn't going to be a happy camper. It did help that she didn't have to see Jonah in school anymore. She felt so relieved. Lori had no idea how she's handle it if she saw Ms. Stuart making googly eyes at Mr. Blackbrook. She hated Ms. Stuart now, and she definitely did not want to see them happy together. On her bedside table she heard her cell phone vibrate. She had a text from Cody, one of the guys from her biology class. "Why haven't you been to class?" he asked. "I'm graduating early." "Oh. Bio isn't the same without you." "Yeah, but at least I don't have to see Jesse anymore." Really, she didn't want to see Jonah anymore, but it wasn't like she could explain that to Cody. "I kind of heard about that. I'm sorry. How are you?" Lori hesitated. How was she? She was heartbroken. But she'd get over it. Eventually. "I'm fine. I've been getting a little bored without school." "Really? Maybe we should do something sometime." "Maybe. That might be really nice." Cody and Lori kept texting throughout the day, and for the next few days. He was really nice, and it turned out that he wasn't really friends with Jesse. That was a good thing, because she didn't want to talk to anyone who could be friends with that douche bag. Over the next few days the two kept talking and texting. Two weeks later they were still talking. Cody was turning into a great friend. She was tempted to tell him everything, but she didn't. It would make her feel stupid and slutty. Lori didn't want Cody to think of her like that. --- One morning Lori was heaving her breakfast into the toilet when a scary thought suddenly occurred to her: she hadn't had her period in over a month. She started to panic. Why hadn't she thought about that sooner? She and Jonah hadn't used protection; he had probably thought that she was on the pill. Most teenage girls were these days for one reason or another. This could not be happening, Lori thought. She could not deal with this. What was she going to do? What was her mom going to say? She wasn't ready to tell her mom. She definitely didn't want to tell Jonah. If she was pregnant, she didn't want Jonah to be with her out of pity. Before she panicked too much more, she just needed to go to the store and buy a pregnancy test. Lori debated telling Cody; she had to tell someone. In the end, she told him. There was nobody else she could think of other than Kelsey, and she hadn't talked to Kelsey since homecoming. Loti sent Cody a text saying that she needed help. As always, Cody promptly replied. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I think I might be... pregnant. I have to go pick up a home pregnancy test." It took Cody a long time to reply. Lori was starting to get really nervous. What was Cody thinking? He probably thinks I'm a whore, Lori thought. Finally, Cody answered. "Do you want me to go with you?" he asked. "Please. I don't want to go by myself. " "Okay. If you give me your address, I'll pick you up." Lori gave him her address and started to get ready. She didn't feel like looking cute, so she just threw on some baggy sweat pants and a tank top. She waited impatiently, fidgeting on her bed. It only took Cody twenty minutes to get to her house. Lori walked outside and got into his Challenger. If she didn't have other things on her mind, she probably would have appreciated the car a little more. It was probably a gift from his parents. "Um, I hope you don't mind, but I want to go somewhere out of town to get the test. I don't want anyone to know yet, and I don't want any rumors to go around." "Okay. Is Mitchell far enough?" She didn't think they'd have to go all the way to Mitchell, but she didn't say so. The drive would be good for thinking, and she wouldn't mind spending it with Cody. It was a little awkward at first to be around him in person. Texting someone and hanging out with someone are two very different things. However, she would definitely take it over being alone. "Mitchell's fine. Cody?" "Yeah?" He glanced over at me. "Thank you. I didn't know who else to call." Cody reached over and put his hand on top of mine and gave me a light smile. "It's okay Lori, I'm glad you asked me." She tried to smile back, but she wasn't sure how well it worked. Once they got to Mitchell they just stopped at a random drug store. It was slightly uncomfortable, but Cody went with her down the family planning isle. Lori had to admit, the guy had balls. She didn't know many boys that would go with a girl that wasn't their girlfriend to pick out pregnancy tests, especially at the last minute. The cashier at the register was an older woman. She gave Cody and Lori a disapproving glance but didn't say anything. Lori realized that the woman must have thought Cody was the father-to-be. The poor guy, he was going through all of this and it wasn't even his baby. Well, if there was a baby at all. Lori didn't know if she hoped there was or hoped there wasn't. Lori was quiet on the ride home; she was too busy thinking. A baby would change a lot. Lori had always wanted a family and kids, but this was a bit too soon. Despite all of her worries, there was one thing she knew for sure: she would NOT have an abortion. Every woman could make her own choice, they were entitled, but Lori knew she couldn't do it. They got back to her house and Lori's car was the only one in the drive-way. Thank God her mother had left. She didn't want to sneak pregnancy tests inside when her mom was home. "Do you have to leave now?" Lori asked shyly. She wanted Cody to stay, especially because she didn't want to deal with the news alone. "Do you want me to leave?" Lori wanted to say no, but she didn't know if she should. She decided to ask him to stay. Wasn't she entitled to getting what she wanted right now? "I want you to stay, if you don't mind..." "Then I'll stay," he said simply. It was very comforting. Lori led Cody into her house and then into her bedroom. He sat on her bed in her room while she went into the bathroom. She took a deep breath and then read the instructions. It sounded pretty easy: pee on the stick and wait five minutes to see if there's one pink line or two. Lori peed on the damn stick and waited. She chewed at her fingernails and checked the time on her phone to see when the five minutes was up. When it was time to check the test, Lori was scared shitless. She wanted to know, but she didn't want to know. Lori hesitantly grabbed the test and looked. Two pink lines. Did that mean that she was pregnant or not pregnant? She checked the instructions. Fuck. She read the instructions again just to make sure. Double fuck. She was pregnant. Lori wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. There was no doubt in her mind that it was Jonah's; he was the only person she had ever had sex with. She was starting to freak out now. Breathe, Lori told herself. She thought of the man who had broken her heart, and who would be the father of her baby, and she wanted to cry. As the first tear started to roll down her cheek, she went back to her bedroom to find Cody. He was sitting there waiting for her. With one look at her face he knew. Cody didn't say anything, he just opened his arms and Lori dove into them. They were gentle, but they held on tight just like she needed. Lori started sobbing; she couldn't help it. She was in love with the father of her child, but he didn't love her back. She would figure out what to do, she had to. She had a baby inside her, and no matter how hard it was going to be, she was going to keep it. --- Jonah was starting to get antsy. It was easy not to call Lori when he at least got to see her in class. It was a different story not to see or talk to her at all. He felt like a horny teenager mooning over his first crush. The longer he went without seeing her, the more he thought about her. One day he had been so desperate that he had looked up her phone number while he was on his lunch break. It had been easy to find it in his records. Jonah had even saved the number into his phone, but he had never called it. He wanted to. There had been a few times he had started calling, even let it ring, but he would change his mind before anyone could answer. Every day he got more desperate to see her and talk to her. He couldn't believe it. He was going crazy over a teenage girl. He had let a silly little girl steal his heart. Jonah didn't want to admit it to himself, but he was pretty sure he loved Lori. He didn't want to love her; she was turning his entire world upside down. Finally the day came when he couldn't wait any longer. He had to talk to her. --- Lori and Cody were getting closer every day. He was the only one who knew her new secret. Lori was surprised that he didn't really seem to mind that she was pregnant. They were watching a movie in her room when her mom came in with the telephone. "Lori, someone's on the phone for you." That was kind of surprising. Pretty much everyone she knew had her cell phone number. Nobody called her on the house phone. "Who is it Mom?" she asked. "He said his name is Jonah," her mother replied. Jonah? Lori's heart skipped a beat. He was calling her? Lori's eyes darted to Cody to see if he would put two and two together. He looked curious, but Lori didn't think he knew that Jonah was Mr. Blackbrook. Lori slowly got up to take the phone. Her mother handed it over and left the room. "Hello," she said very quietly. "Hi Lori. How are you?" "I'm fine," she lied. "Why are you calling me?" It wasn't like she didn't want to talk to him, she was just being cautious. There was a definite pause before he answered. Lori looked at Cody. He looked like he was paying a lot of attention to her phone call, and he did not look happy. "I missed you. I can't stop... thinking about you. Why did you drop my class?" Jonah asked. It still bothered him that she hadn't even said goodbye. "I had enough credits to graduate early. It sounded like a good idea." "Is that why you really left?" Of course it wasn't, was he stupid? "You want to know the truth Jonah?" Well, if he wanted to know the truth, she would give it to him. She was ready to give him a piece of her mind. "Yes." "Fine, I'll tell you the truth. I didn't want to see you anymore after you broke my heart. You hurt me and then you threw me away. Why would I want to see you after that? Hm?" Lori was starting to get upset. She was breathing way too quickly and she was starting to get dizzy. Yelling at Jonah probably wasn't a good idea, but she was so tired of holding back. "I don't know. I never meant to hurt you Lori. I'm sorry." "I don't care if you're sorry Jonah. I can't talk to you anymore right now. Goodbye." Lori hung up before he could reply. She took a few minutes to try and calm down. "Was that him?" Cody asked a little later. Lori could play stupid, but she knew what he meant. He wanted to know if that was the baby's father. Well it was. She was getting tired of keeping secrets from Cody. "Yes," she answered. "What did he want?" "He wanted to know why I wasn't in school anymore." "He goes to our school?" Of course that's what he would assume. He did go to their school, he just wasn't a student. Lori decided to answer the question honestly, but she wasn't going to elaborate. "Yes he does." "I don't ever remember seeing you with him," Cody said. "He didn't want anyone to know we were together." "Well he's an asshole then... Are you going to tell him you're pregnant?" Lori had debated telling Jonah, but she had decided not to. He might want to do the honorable thing and marry her just because she was going to have his baby. She couldn't do that. "No," Lori answered coldly. Cody just accepted her answer without a reply. He left within the hour to go to his cousin's birthday party, and Lori was left alone. Even her mom had left. --- That had not gone as well as Jonah had planned. Actually, that hadn't gone well at all. She seemed so... angry. Jonah hadn't expected that, even though he should have. He hadn't thrown her away, he had just tried to do what he thought would be best. Maybe he shouldn't have called, but he couldn't stay away from her anymore. It didn't matter whether he should or shouldn't. He had to have her. Staying away was driving him crazy. --- She decided to paint her nails to pass the time. She did a nice black and white zebra design. She was lost in thought when the telephone rang. "Hello." "Lori?" She knew that voice. Why was he calling again? Hadn't she said enough earlier? "What do you want now Jonah?" "I want you," he responded. "Well that's news to me," she said sarcastically. Lori didn't want to believe him, but secretly her heart was pounding in her chest. "I mean it Lori." Jonah didn't normally like to be so open, but he was willing to try it if it meant he could have Lori. He was just starting to realize just how badly he had fucked things up with her. "I can't stop thinking about you." God he felt so stupid, but hopefully it was worth it. "Were you thinking about me when you were fucking Ms. Stuart? No, I didn't think so." Just remembering hurt. Lori hadn't forgotten what it felt like to see him touching her. "I didn't have sex with her Lori. We messed around, but I couldn't fuck her. Do you know why Lori? Because I wanted you." Jonah hoped she believed him, especially because it was the truth. "I'm just supposed to believe that?" The problem was that she did want to believe it. "Think about it please. I may have been an ass, but have I ever really lied to you?" That was true. He may have denied his feelings, but he had never really lied to her. But even if he didn't lie, he had still fooled around a little with Ms. Stuart. She felt betrayed, but Jonah had never made her any promises. It wasn't like they had ever really been dating either. "Okay, so what does that really change anyway?" Lori asked. "I don't really know, all I know is that I need to see you. Please Lori." She was getting tired of fighting him, and of fighting herself. Despite everything, she still wanted to be with him. She was pregnant with his child, after all. She didn't want to go through this alone. "Fine. When?" "Tonight?" Jonah asked hopefully. It was only six o'clock, and he needed to see her. "Where?" He knew it might be too much to ask, but he wanted her to himself tonight. "My house? I could come get you," he offered. "Okay, but I'll drive myself. What time should I drive over?" "In an hour?" "I'll try to make it over between seven and eight. Okay?" "Okay. Lori?" "Yes?" "I miss you." Lori didn't reply. She hung up and started getting ready. What did this mean? Was he just going to throw her away again? One thing was for sure: she was going to be more careful this time around. Lori put her hand on her stomach; she had more to think about than just herself anymore. She was thinking for two. Maybe once the nausea was gone she'd start eating for two. She got to Jonah's house right before eight. Lori parked her car in his driveway, but she didn't get out right away. She needed a few minutes to calm her nerves. Inhale, exhale, she thought. The front door opened and Jonah stepped out onto his porch. Lori slowly got out of the car and walked up to him. She kept her distance though. She was going to be cautious. Jonah wanted to sweep her up into his arms so he could feel her close, but he didn't want to spook her. He was going to be very careful with her and treat her like a skittish horse. There was no way he was going to let himself fuck things up again. "Are you ready to come in?" he asked. Lori nodded and followed him inside. She definitely felt different walking into his house this time than she had the last time she was here. Her feet stopped her in the center of his living room. She hadn't spent much time in this room. "So why am I really here Jonah? You want another easy fuck?" Ouch, that was harsh, Jonah thought. Maybe he deserved it, he wasn't sure anymore. Either way though, she was wrong. "That's not what it was Lori, and you know it. I know I fucked up, but just give me another chance. Please." Lori looked him in the eyes and knew that he genuinely wanted another chance. She also allowed Jonah to see how hurt she really was. It really bothered him to see what he had done to her. She looked broken. There were purple circles under her eyes and she had lost some weight. "Come here Baby," he said. Lori caved and walked into his arms. Jonah held onto her tight as she let herself cry on his shoulder. Each sob was like a stab into his heart. He promised himself that he would do his best never to hurt her again. He had her now, and he wasn't going to let go. Her parents and most other people wouldn't understand or approve, but he didn't care anymore. Without her his life was miserable. He was willing to do whatever he had to. Lori and Jonah: A Seduction Ch. 04 It took a while for her tears to run out, but eventually they did. Lori was too embarrassed to look Jonah in the face. It was the first time she had seen him in weeks, and she was crying on his shirt. When Lori could finally make herself look at him, she was caught in the intensity of his stare. Sparks were flying in his brown eyes. Jonah took advantage of the moment, and leaned in to kiss her. Lori didn't even think about fighting him anymore. She wanted him. When she didn't resist, Jonah kissed harder. He shoved his tongue into her mouth in frenzy. It felt like he would suffocate if he didn't get a taste of her. Lori didn't object; she kissed him right back. She even nipped at his lip. She was so fucking hot, Jonah thought. He needed her. He needed to be inside of her again. Jonah had no idea when it had happened, but he had fallen in love with his Irish beauty. He had fallen head over heels for her, and it had hurt. Jonah swept Lori up into his arms and carried her up to his bedroom. His heart was pounding so fast. He had thought about having her again, but he hadn't thought it would actually happen. He was afraid that if he stopped to catch his breath, that she would run away. Was this really happening? Lori wondered. She was tempted to pinch herself just to make sure it was all real. Her pussy was so fucking wet already, she wanted Jonah's cock in it. Like animals, they tore each other's clothes off. Lori lay back onto the soft pillows and Jonah's mouth moved from her lips down to her breasts. He teased her nipples with his tongue and his teeth. Lori couldn't help but whimper and thrash beneath him. Maybe it was just her imagination, but her nipples felt more sensitive lately. Lori was starting to get impatient; she had waited long enough for this to happen again. She wanted his cock, and she wanted it now. Her hand pushed gently against Jonah's chest until he took the cue to lay on his back. Lori was quick to straddle his hips, and soon she was sliding onto his cock. She had read that sex couldn't hurt the baby, and she was glad now, because she wanted hot, rough sex. It took a few minutes for Lori to find the right pace, but she went crazy when she did. She rode his cock like a wild woman, rocking and bouncing. Her moans were getting louder. She was driving Jonah crazy. He couldn't keep his hands off of her. She was gorgeous and wanton, and her pussy was still incredibly tight. Why had he waited so long? Oh God, she was getting close. She could feel the tension build inside her body. Lori moved even faster and tilted her hips. Oh God, that was it, that spot. "Jonah, Jonah I'm going to cum," she said breathlessly. "Oh God, cum with me!" Jonah wasn't going to deny her, he was close too. Lori started screaming his name as her orgasm rocked her, and Jonah didn't hold back anymore. He grunted as he came with her. Stream after stream of his hot cum shot into her quivering pussy and he loved it. Lori's body shook even after her orgasm was over. She couldn't stop shaking. Jonah pulled her close and pulled the blanket over them. "Lori, look at me," he requested. When she didn't comply, he lifted her chin. He was scared half to death, but he knew he had to tell her. When he could look into her eyes, he told he what he had to say. "I love you Lori." Her heart nearly stopped. Was she hearing him right? He loved her? She had to be dreaming. She just kept staring at him dumbfounded, and Jonah was starting to worry. "Lori?" What was she supposed to say? Of course she loved him back, but she still wanted to be careful. She wasn't quite ready to tell him yet. "I'm glad Jonah. I've missed you a lot." It wasn't what Jonah wanted to hear, but he let it go. It was good enough, for now. "I had better go home Jonah, so my mom does wonder where I am, if she isn't wondering already." He didn't want her to go, but he kept his mouth shut. At least he had made progress. She didn't seem to hate him anymore. Lori checked her cell phone after she put her clothes back on. She had three texts from Cody. She would send him a message when she got home. She didn't have any messages from her mother, which was a good thing. "Let me walk you out." Jonah put his clothes back on and walked Lori out to her car. He surprised her with one last kiss. She tensed at first, but then she relaxed. When they broke the kiss Jonah was still holding her close. "I did it mean Lori. I really do love you. It just took me a while to realize it." Lori smiled at him, then got into her car. Before she pulled out of his driveway, she pulled an old receipt from her purse and wrote her cell phone number on it. "Next time you call, you can call that number. You could even text it if you want." A minute later, Lori was driving away and Jonah was standing alone in front of his house. He already missed her. He was more determined than ever to make this work. Lori and Jonah: A Seduction Ch. 05 Dear Readers: Thank you all for being so patient. On top of work and school, I've also been in and out of the doctor's office. My immune system has been crap ever since I had surgery. This may or may not be the end to Lori and Jonah. I hope you enjoy it, and thanks again to my loyal readers. --- Jonah started texting Lori all the time. She could tell he wasn't that good at it; he spelled everything out and it took him forever to reply. At least it showed that he was willing to try. Lori was finally starting to let him get close to her again. At the moment she was snuggled up next to Jonah. Well, as close as you could snuggle in a movie theater. At least the arm rests went up, she thought. They had driven the forty-five minutes to the mall in Mitchell in hopes that they wouldn't be recognized together. The pair was watching an action movie with a few steamy scenes in it. Watching the rugged hero fuck the damsel in distress was really turning Lori on, and if the bulge in his pants was any indication, Jonah was enjoying it too. Her pink tongue darted out to lick her lips. Over the past couple weeks Lori had discovered she loved having that cock in her mouth. She loved it even more when it was stretching her tight, wet pussy. Jonah didn't seem to mind giving her as much as she wanted either. Lori felt a warm palm slide over her thigh, just an inch away from her wet heat. Biting her cheek, she tried to hold in a moan. His hand slid back and forth over the bare skin, teasing at the edge of her white skirt. She couldn't quite keep her hips still. Jonah had an uncanny ability to take her from hot to volcanic in mere seconds. "You're a naughty boy," Lori whispered into his ear. Her damp breath fanned over his ear and it was his turn to swallow a moan. His hand slid up under her skirt. Feminine hips arched into him as he stroked her through her panties. Letting Jonah touch her in public made her feel even naughtier. If anyone looked close enough, they would be able to see his hand up her skirt. Jonah captured her whimper with his mouth as he slid his hand under her panties. God she was so fucking hot, he thought. He never stopped wanting her. Thinking back, Jonah couldn't remember how he had ever gone without his little siren. Now he realized that trying to resist her call was useless. Oh fuck, she was already so wet for him. His cock hardened painfully as he felt her slippery cum on his fingertips. Her pussy would be ready enough for him to slide his dick right in. Jonah thrust his tongue more forcefully into her mouth. The taste of her was addictive. Not to be outdone, Lori shoved her tongue past his lips. It felt like they were fighting over who got to swallow the other whole. Lori squealed into his mouth when he slid two fingers deep into her. Fingertips flicked over the spot that drove Lori crazy. Jonah continued tormenting her until she could feel her body tighten like a spring. As his fingers slid roughly in and out of her sopping pussy, his thumb flicked her clit. It was enough to send Lori hurtling over the edge. Her vision blurred and her eyes went blurry. A vicious orgasm had her bucking against his touch as she drenched his hand. Jonah muttered a curse. Standing, he grabbed her hand and pulled her swiftly to her feet. She looked startled, still suffering from the aftermath of her wicked orgasm. He pulled her behind him out of the theater. Lori blinked her eyes. "Jonah?" she asked. He turned to give her a smoldering look. "I'm taking you home so I can fuck you with more than my fingers." Lori was still turned on, so there was no way in hell she was going to object. She couldn't even remember what the movie was about anyway. Inside of Jonah's car, she thought about all the people who had been watching the movie with them. Her cheeks turned rosy pink; anyone in there could have seen what they were doing. It was probably a good thing that they had left before somebody caught them. The ride back to Jonah's house was made in record time. Lori had tortured him by fondling and stroking his cock the entire way. Feeling power over him went to her head like a drug. It was shocking that a little female like her could bring a man like Jonah to his knees. Once they were home, Jonah wasted no time getting her into her bed. He tore off her clothes with surprising speed. His cock was straining against his jeans and he was more than ready to give his siren the fucking her body was asking for. Once Lori was naked, he practically stumbled out of his own clothes. Together they tumbled onto the bed. Although Jonah was more than ready to take her, he needed to taste her sweet pussy first. The musky scent of her arousal was calling to him. Sliding down her body, he inhaled deeply. She smiled like rich honey. The first slide of his tongue along her lower lips caused her to jump beneath him. Jonah took her hips in his strong hands to hold her still. Like a starving man, he dove into her pussy and feasted. His tongue thrust wildly into her pussy, lapping up her delicious honey. She tasted so fucking good, he couldn't get enough. Jonah kissed her pussy and slid his tongue up to her swollen clit. Her tight body was getting ready to cum again, he could feel it. Holding her hips up to his mouth, he latched onto her clit. Lori let out a scream as her body fought the painful pleasure, but Jonah's grip didn't loosen. He thrashed at the little red button with his tongue, nibbling every now and again. Jonah sucked harder, but he stopped right before she could cum for him. Lori groaned in frustration. That bastard! She had been so fucking close, one more lick and she would've flown right over that edge into ecstasy. How dare he! Jonah saw her angry glare and grinned. That was just how he wanted her, nice and feisty. She reached out to claw his chest but he was too quick. Grabbing her wrists, he held them above her head as he ground his bare cock against her pussy lips. Jonah could tell she was enjoying it even if she didn't want to. Her hips rose up into his, rocking against his erection. Taking both wrists in one hand, he used the other to guide his hard cock into her drenched cunt. In one thrust, Jonah rammed his entire length into her. Lori couldn't hold back a groan. He may be a bastard, she thought, but she still loved his yummy cock. A shiver rippled through Jonah. Her tight walls were clenching his cock. It was one of the most exquisite feelings ever. Forgetting that she was probably still angry, Jonah released her hands. Sharp nails raked down his back. A satisfied smile curved his little vixen's lips as he growled. Jonah was pretty sure there was a little blood mixed in with those scratches. "You're being very bad, Lori. Bad girls need to learn their lesson. I guess I'll have to be the one to teach you," he told her huskily. Her smug smile faltered a little and her eyes widened slightly, even as her pussy got wetter. "Teachers have to punish naughty girls," he told her as he slid his cock out of her. "On your hands and knees Ms. O' Reilly." Lori obeyed the demanding tone. Something within her thrilled at being dominated. She turned so that her rounded ass was facing Mr. Blackbrook and spread her knees so he had a good view of her pink pussy. "I've been very naughty Mr. Blackbrook. Punish me. Make me take your yummy cock." Hearing her talk dirty excited him even more. Needing no further encouragement, he slid his dick into her wet folds from behind. Lori whimpered like a bitch in heat. She loved being mounted. His thick cock felt so good when he went deep enough to bump her cervix. "I'm going to fuck you until you scream. Good students don't try to look sexy for their teachers. Only a bad girl would tease me and make me want to cum in their pussy. You're a bad girl, aren't you Lori?" "Mmmmmm, fuck, I'm sooo naughty Mr. Blackbrook. Fuck me nice and harrrd so I learn my lesson." Jonah didn't hesitate. She was driving him insane. Wrapping one hand around her waist, he pulled her back onto his cock. He shoved his dick into her as hard as he could until she was screaming her pleasure. With his other hand, Jonah smacked her luscious ass. Over and over again the head of his cock hit her cervix. Lori couldn't take anymore. Shoving back onto his cock, Lori let her orgasm ripple through her. She shouted Jonah's name as her cum squirted all over his cock. Her pussy muscles clamped around his cock like a vise. Jonah's control was slipping. Soon he was thrusting like a madman. With a guttural moan, he came with her, still thrusting even when stream after stream of his hot cum splashed against the wall of her pussy. It seemed like he would keep cumming forever. When they finally collapsed onto the bed, Jonah covered them with a blanket and pulled her into his arms. He could already hear her even breathing, telling him that she had drifted off into sleep. "I love you," he whispered to his sleeping beauty. --- The next morning, Lori woke up to her annoying phone alarm. She drove home and snuck back inside before her mom woke up. It really was a pain, but she wasn't ready to explain Jonah to her mother yet. She was supposed to go over to his house for dinner later and spend the night. Her mom would be out of town on business so she wouldn't have to worry about sneaking home in the morning. Right now Lori was hanging out with Cody. They were in his living room watching a Julia Roberts movie. What girl wouldn't love a story about a hooker ending up with a hot rich guy in Hollywood? Lori was surprised that Cody didn't mind watching a chick flick with her. He was such a nice guy. "Do you want to go get something to eat in a little bit?" Cody asked. Lori wanted to, but she already had plans. Jonah wanted her over at his house as soon as possible. She was probably going to head over there as soon as the movie was over. "I would, but I already have plans. I'm sorry Cody." He didn't look happy about that. As Lori had been getting closer to Jonah, she had been drifting away from Cody. They still spent time together, but they weren't as close. "You're going to see him, aren't you?" he asked. "So what if I am? I'm allowed Cody." Without warning, Cody leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. He nibbled at her lips and shoved his tongue past her lips. When she tried to pull away he held her close for another moment. Finally she used both palms to push him. She brought her fingertips to her lips. Her lips felt swollen from his kiss. Though he had just kissed her with such passion, he looked angry. Lori had never seen him upset, not really. She didn't want to hurt him, but she loved Jonah. Lori wanted everything to work out between her and Jonah; she was carrying his baby. "He hurt you and treated you like shit Lori. You deserve better than that. What are you going to do when he stomps all over your heart again?" "I'm being careful, and he's not going to. I'm pregnant Cody, and I don't want to have this baby by myself." Her eyes pleaded with him to understand, but he still wasn't going to back down. "You wouldn't have to have the baby alone Lori. I would be there for you. Haven't I been here for everything so far? Doesn't that count for anything?" he demanded to know. "What are you saying Cody?" "I've been here for you, falling for you when he tossed you to the side. He calls you once, and now you're running back to him?" "I love him Cody, otherwise I wouldn't be in this mess in the first place," she responded vehemently. "I love you Lori. Stay with me, don't go back to him. I'll marry you and help you raise the baby." His offer was touching, and a week ago she might have considered it. Now Lori knew that she couldn't. She did have feelings for Cody; how could she not? But she still loved Jonah more. It broke her heart to hurt Cody, but she had to put herself and her baby first. "I'm sorry Cody. You mean so much to me, but I love him. I can't be with you when I love the father of my baby." The look on his face tore at her. She could see the hurt in his eyes, and it was mixed with anger. Lori knew the anger wasn't directed at her, it was more directed at Jonah and their predicament. "Fine Lori. When he uses you and throws you away again don't come running to me." "Cody, what has gotten into you?" "Nothing. I just don't understand why girls go back to guys that treat them like shit. Maybe you would want to be with me if I was an asshole." Lori couldn't believe what he was saying. Cody had never been anything but nice to her, how could he say those things? It was definitely time for her to leave, especially since she could feel tears spilling down her cheeks. She grabbed her phone and her purse and dashed outside without another word. Lori fumbled to get her keys out of her purse and nearly dropped them trying to start her car. She pulled out of his driveway and didn't look back. She couldn't believe that Cody had snapped like that. Thunder rumbled in the dark outside. The weather seemed to match Lori's mood. Sure enough, rain began to fall. Lori cried as she drove, trying to forget about Cody. She felt like she was getting too emotional; Lori blamed it on the hormones. From the cup holder she heard her cell phone vibrate. Cody was calling her. Well that was just too bad, Lori decided. If his goal had been to act like an ass, he had succeeded. She didn't feel like talking right now. He called four more times, one right after the other. The next time it rang, she answered it. "What do you want Cody?" she snapped. "I'm sorry, Lori. I never meant to yell at you. I'm sorry. Can we just forget I ever said anything?" "I don't know Cody." Lori was dividing her attention between talking and driving. She was about to pass through an intersection with a green light before she heard squealing tires. Lori looked to the right just in time to see a semi heading straight for her; the driver looked like he was searching for something in the passenger seat. There was no trailer behind the truck but the cab still looked enormous. Lori came to a screeching halt in its path and shifted into reverse but she knew she wouldn't have enough time. The driver of the semi looked up; the look on his face said that he knew it too. "Oh my God!" Lori cried. She could vaguely hear Cody on the other end. "Lori? LORI?" The sick sound of metal colliding could be heard over the phone. Lori shrieked as the semi made contact with her car. Her SUV spun into a telephone pole on the side of the street. Metal crunched and the air bag deployed, knocking her head back and making her dizzy. She was out of it for a few minutes before her awareness came back to her. Lori looked around as the sound of a horn's constant blaring battered her eardrums. The truck had made contact with the rear end of her car; luckily that was where most of the damage was. Her phone? Where was her phone? she wondered. Slowly she fumbled around until she saw it near her feet. It hurt to stretch down, but she did it quickly, like ripping off a bandaid. Lori couldn't quite swallow her scream. She slowly put the phone to her ear to see if Cody was still on the other end. Pain radiated throughout her body. "Cody?" she croaked out. "Lori!! What happened? What's going on?" "I got in an... accident. A semi... hit my car." "Are you hurt?? Where are you??" "My head hurts, and it feels like I hurt all over." Lori looked around with blurry vision, trying to recognize her surroundings. "Corner of Lake and... Parkview." "I'm on my way there. I'm going to call 911 real quick. I'm just going to put you on hold. Don't hang up Lori, and don't fall asleep." "I can't, have to call Jonah, have to tell him I'll be late," she mumbled. She hung up the phone and struggled to find Jonah's number. She knew she was slipping into unconsciousness, but she had to call him. She heard it ringing and waited to hear his voice. "Hello Beautiful, are you on your way?" he asked. "Jonah? Jonah, I'm going to be late..." The sound of sirens could be heard from a distance. "Lori, are you okay?" He sounded worried. Lori knew she should be paying more attention to him, but she was getting so sleepy. "Got hit," she murmured. "Cody said he called 911. So sorry, goin' to be late. Jonah...." "Lori? Baby?? LORI?" Over and over, he called her name. Jonah got no response. --- When Lori woke up there was a nurse puttering around her room. Cody was in the chair next to her bed holding her hand. Lori made a feeble attempt at a smile and Cody smiled back. When the nurse noticed she was awake she walked over. "Nice to see you're awake sleepy head." She gave Lori a beaming smile. "How are you feeling?" "Sore, it's like everything hurts. And I feel really thirsty." Her throat felt like the Sahara. "I'll be right back with some ice chips for you Honey." The nurse disappeared and she slid my hand from Cody's so that she could evaluate the damage. "Lori?" she heard from the doorway. Lori turned to see a disheveled Jonah in the doorway. What was he doing here? How did he find her? "Jonah?" she asked in a puzzled voice. He rushed into the room and over to the hospital bed. His eyes scanned her frame, trying to asses her injuries. He brushed his hand gently over her hair, glad that she was okay. Panic had nearly choked him the entire way to St. Peters Hospital. A minute later Jonah looked up and noticed Cody, who was sizing him up. Lori looked from Cody to Jonah and back. It looked like the cat was out of the bag now. Cody looked extremely unhappy. "Nice to finally meet you, Jonah." All the emphasis was put on Jonah's name. A muscle in their teacher's jaw flexed, but he didn't rise to the bait. "Nice to see you again, Cody." The two men engaged in a stare-down; in the end Jonah won out. It wasn't surprising. A doctor coming into the room dissolved some of the tension, or at least put it on hold. "Lori, how are you feeling?" the doctor asked. "Really sore, but I think I'll be okay." "That's good. You have a few cracked ribs and you had a concussion, but overall you were pretty lucky young lady." Oh my God, Lori thought. Her hand flew down to her stomach and she remembered the baby. She looked up with frantic eyes at the doctor. Nothing else mattered if her baby wasn't okay. Lori had to ask and she didn't care who heard. "My baby?" she asked. The doctor smiled at her. "The baby is fine. Your pregnancy seems to be progressing normally." Relief flooded through Lori. She didn't want anything bad to happen to the little life growing inside her tummy. "Have you seen an obstetrician yet?" the doctor questioned her. "No, not yet," Lori replied ruefully. The doctor took a notepad from his pocket and wrote a name and phone number on it. He left the note on the bedside table. "Dr. Lewis is great at what she does and her offices are located right here in the hospital." The doctor looked at his audience and even he could feel the tension. "Well, I think I will leave you all to talk. The nurse should be back soon. If you need anything just let her know or use your call button. " When the three of them were left alone again they all felt uncomfortable. "You're pregnant?" Jonah asked. His face was like a mask. Lori had no idea what he was thinking. She hadn't wanted him to find out yet, and definitely not the way he had. Still, she was still too happy to find out that her baby was okay. "Yes, I'm pregnant," she said defiantly. "Is it mine?" "What if it isn't?" Cody asked him. "I would still want you Lori." Jonah ignored him and kept his eyes trained on Lori. "But I do want to know if it's mine. Please," he begged. "Yes," she confessed. "Why didn't you tell me?" Lori and Jonah: A Seduction Ch. 05 "We weren't exactly that open with each other at the time. When I found out, we weren't even talking. Then when I found out I didn't want to tell you because I thought you would try to do the honorable thing." "What's wrong with being honorable?" "I didn't want you to marry me just because I'm pregnant." "I told you I loved you before I knew you were pregnant. I've just been waiting for you to say it back. I already knew I couldn't live without you." Hope filled Lori. Could she really be getting her happy ending? "Really? Do you promise?" "I promise My Love." He paused and seemed to consider something. "I really do love you Lori. That's why I've been carrying this around," Jonah told her while pulling a little black box from his pocket. Lori's heart caught in her throat. Could it be? Jonah got down on one knee and opened the box. The ring nestled inside was gorgeous. The diamonds reflected the light beautifully; it took her breath away. "Lorena O'Reilly, will you marry me?" "Yes!" Lori squealed. Jonah took the ring from its box and slid it carefully onto her finger. "I love you Jonah," she finally told him. Cody stood up abruptly and left the room. Neither one of them noticed. --- A few months later Lori's belly was definitely growing. She was in her second trimester and getting even more eager to meet her baby boy. Jonah was already starting to slip into his fatherly role. He helped her pick out her Ob/Gyn, though he insisted that it had to be a woman. He had claimed that he didn't want any other man to touch her and stated firmly that he was the only person with a Y chromosome that was permitted to see her naked. At that Lori had laughed and helped him select a female doctor. When they did the ultrasound and got to hear the baby's heartbeat, Jonah was thrilled. The look of complete awe and wonder on his face made Lori's heart swell. She knew he would make an excellent father. He was already planning on teaching the little boy soccer. It hurt Lori that Cody wouldn't return her texts or phone calls, but she was still so happy that she didn't dwell on it. She finally had the man of her fantasies. After Lori got out of the hospital they had started planning the wedding. They didn't want to make a big deal out of it, since their marriage would still be a bit taboo. Jonah was still dealing with the school and fighting to keep his job, but they knew they would be okay no matter what happened. They loved each other. --- Jonah brought Lori some sparkling cider in their living room while he had a glass of champagne. They were celebrating their wedding. It had been a small ceremony with only very close friends and family there. Lori felt like the happiest woman in the entire world. Nothing about their relationship was easy. Her mom had flipped when she found everything out. Lori had never heard her mom say fuck and bastard so many times. Finally, after many assurances from Jonah, she had calmed down. Once they gave her some time she actually got excited. She was going to have a new son, and more importantly, she would have another baby to spoil and fret over. Cody had come to the wedding, but he only stayed long enough for the ceremony and left without saying a word. Lori felt torn, but she knew she just didn't love Cody the way she loved Jonah. She hoped that one day they could be friends again, but she didn't hold out much hope. Lori took a sip of her cider and looked at her husband. She swore her heart would burst from happiness. Jonah's eyes devoured her and Lori looked every bit the blushing bride. When he started walking toward her, she could feel excitement start to flood her veins. Jonah scooped his wife into his arms and headed toward their bedroom. His closet was now filled with more of Lori's clothes than his own. He laid her on their bed like she was a fragile porcelain doll. He was always extra careful with her now because of the baby. Lori tried to remind him that she wasn't made of glass, but that didn't stop his protective streak. He had threatened to hunt down the truck driver that had put her in the hospital. Her husband slid into bed beside her and slid the flowing white dress from her body. The sight of her belly swollen with his baby made him crave her more than he already did. Lori looked beautiful pregnant, with fuller breasts and a glowing smile. Gently, Jonah kissed her round tummy. He peeled her white panties off so that she was completely naked. Leaning forward, he planted soft kisses on her breasts, circling them but not touching them. Lori squirmed so he would put his mouth where she wanted it, but he would just pull back until she stilled again. She let out a frustrated grunt. "Please, Jonah. Pleeease." Hearing the magic word, Jonah gave Lori her reward. He wrapped his mouth around one taut nipple and sucked it into his hot, wet mouth. Laving it with his tongue, he kept his eyes trained on his wife's flushed face. She gasped in pleasure and he sucked harder. Slim fingers weaved into his hair to hold him close. He teased her nipples with his teeth, then sucked it even harder. Lori moaned and her fingers tightened. Jonah offered the same attention to her other nipple. He continued for a few minutes longer before Lori pulled his head from her flesh. "Now, Jonah, please. Make love to me. I need you inside me NOW." "As you wish Lovely," he answered her. As he brought his mouth to hers for a kiss, Jonah guided his cock to her entrance. Slowly he slid into her, inch by inch. With his cock inside of her, he tenderly rocked back and forth. He was careful not to be rough like usual. He didn't want to risk hurting the baby even though Lori tried to convince him that it wouldn't. She wanted his cock deeper, but he kept up with his infernal shallow thrusts. Frustrated, Lori pushed at his shoulders until he let her take top. In a haze of arousal, she started riding him in a frenzy. Jonah used his hands on her hips to try and slow her down, but it was no use. His pregnant wife was a force to be reckoned with. Soon, however, Jonah was groaning along with her. Seeing Lori ride him with such fierce determination had him close to cumming. She slammed down onto his cock, over and over. She took him as deep as possible and before long she was crying out her orgasm. Jonah followed her and felt his seed spilling inside of her. He grunted as it felt like her pussy was milking every single drop from his cock. When she felt like she wouldn't fall over, Lori gently lifted herself from Jonah's cock with quivering legs. She sank onto the bed next to him and tried to slow her ragged breathing. She snuggled up against her husband and nuzzled her neck with her nose. "I love you Jonah." "I love you too Lori." His hand slid to her tummy, "and I love you too." The End (maybe) Lori and Jonah: A Seduction "I know it's a little late, but will you go to Homecoming with me?" I think about it for a minute, a bit surprised. Sure, dance team is cool and better than band, but I'm no cheerleader. It would make it all the sweeter if Jonah is at the dance and he sees me there with a football player. It's too enticing to resist. I turn my head slightly to the side and whisper a yes back to him. A happy, devious smile curves my lips. I see Jonah's eyes on us from the front of the room, piercing like daggers. God, he looks so hot in those khaki pants and that fitted button-up shirt. His ass looks great for sure. If only he would smile. After school that day I drove to a town called Mitchell to find a Homecoming dress. Unfortunately, there was no mall where I lived, but the Mitchell Lake Mall was only about 45 minutes away. The mall is gorgeous and the sight of it makes me want to weep with happiness and joy. I, Lori O'Reilly, am a dedicated shopaholic. I immediately seek out my favorite dress boutique and start the hunt for the perfect dress. I search through racks of dresses: long dresses, short dresses, strapless and sparkly dresses. There are slutty dresses and prudish dresses. Finally, I find the dress I think is the one. I go try in on in the fitting room. The dress is floor length and both elegant and sexy at the same time. It's a halter top that leads into a deep V at my chest, allowing some of my perky breasts to show. The back is extremely low cut; it scoops down to just above my ass. My entire back is bare. The emerald green fabric hugs me lovingly and enhances my coloring. There's a light amount of sparkle on the bust. The rest of the dress is a fluid silk that moves like water. The cold fabric feels very sensual against my bare skin. This dress is the one, for sure. Bag in hand, I head back home, excited for the weekend to start. Friday in class, Jesse flirts constantly. Fingertips brush over my hand, his arm around my narrow waist. All of his attention is focused on me and the feeling is intoxicating. I hope that Jonah is watching it all and hating it. The rest of the day passes like normal, and before I head home to get ready for the game, my friend Kelsey stops me in the hall. Kelsey is a flag, which is still higher up on the food chain than a band geek, and way better than a baton twirler. She congratulates me on hooking a football player for the dance. At the game, I see Jesse smiling at me from the sidelines when he isn't on the field. I'm not sure what position he plays; just because I'm at all of the football games doesn't mean I understand what goes on when they're actually playing. All I know about it is that he seems to be doing well and his ass looks good in uniform. I can see Rachel giving me a nasty look from where the cheerleaders are, but I don't even care. Every so often I catch myself looking for Jonah. It was disheartening, but I tried to enjoy my time in the spotlight and the attention of a hot jock. Afterward, I look for some of my band friends, but I also keep an eye out for Mr. Blackbrook. I hear someone's footsteps behind me as I'm talking to my friends. I turn and catch sight of Jesse loping toward me. I give him a dazzling smile, but I'm in for a surprise. He wraps his arms around my slim waist and twirls me around. I squeal in delight. My laugh sounds lime chimes dancing in a gently wind. With a wide grin, he sets me back on my feet. One of his arms stays around my waist, holding me against his side. I don't really mine. He's cute, and I'm single... and Jonah is nowhere in sight. Soon my friends go home. That leaves Jesse and me alone in the empty stadium. "Um, would you like to walk me to my car?" I ask with a feminine chuckle. He smiles back at me. "I'd love to." We walk to my car, a new black SUV. MY back is to the car and Jesse is in front of me. His eyes eat me up. I swallow hard. He's still in uniform and so am I. He looks so huge. Taking a few steps closer, he stops when we're almost touching. He bends forward to whisper in my ear. "You're so beautiful Lori. I can't wait until tomorrow. Every guy there is going to be jealous of me, because I'm going to have you on my arm." I blush and look down, unable to keep a smile from curving my lips. He begins whispering again. "I want to kiss you. Can I kiss you Lori?" He takes a step back, waiting. I give him my answer when I bring my lips to his. It starts soft, and then it gets hotter. It's not as good as last week's fiery kiss, but it's still delicious. He's a very good kisser, now wonder why Rachel was giving me the eye. His tongue tastes from my mouth and we're both hungry. He backs me into the door of my car. I can feel the hardness of his body, he's all muscle. We break the kiss when we're out of breath. Both of us are panting. Once I can breathe again, I laugh and force him to step away when I open my car door. I finger-wave goodbye with a smile and shut my door. Jesse is still standing where I left him, awestruck, while I drive away. Right as I'm about to exit the school parking lot, I see a parked Envoy with its lights on. As I pass the car on my way out, I see Mr. Blackbrook behind the wheel. My heart stops, and I'm tempted to stop my car with it. We make eye contact and I decide against it. All the way home I wonder if he saw Jesse and I. If he did, it serves him right. At home, I walk through the dark house to my bedroom. I strip off my tight dance outfit and slide on a pair of boxers, no panties, and a green tank top, no bra. Suddenly I feel so sleepy. I slide into bed and fall instantly asleep. All through the night I toss and turn, seeing his face and hearing his voice. The sun shining through my window wakes me the next morning. I look at my alarm clock and roll out of bed. Today is going to be a busy day. My hair needs done. I'll have to go to the salon for my hair and nails. I would do my own makeup. I glanced over at my closet to see my beautiful dress. I hoped Jonah would get to see me in it. Later, back at home, I began to do my makeup. I sat in front of my vanity and began applying cover-up. My long, dark brown tresses cascaded down to just below my breasts. Silver pins kept my bangs from falling into my face. After the cover-up, I applied a pale gold color to my eyelids, with a brilliant green on the outer corners. I smudge black eyeliner along my lower lashes. Add mascara, a little blush and some strawberry flavored lip glass and my makeup is complete. My eyes pop and my lips look full and delicious. Soon Jesse will be here. I have to hurry and finish getting ready. I slip on my dress, still loving the feel of its silk caressing my fleshly-shaven legs. I spray on some light perfume: Princess by Vera Wang. A pair of gold earrings dangle from my ears, and an emerald pendant hangs from my neck on a gold chain. Gold 3-inch heels complete the look. Not to be vain, but I looked so good I don't think any straight man could say no to me. The doorbell rings. It must be Jesse! I squeal and rush out of my room. I get to the stairs with my hearting beating twice its normal rate. I walk carefully down the stairs. I can see Jesse waiting at the bottom with my parents. He looks handsome in a black suit. His vest and tie are gold. He fills out his suit nicely and looks absolutely gorgeous. Somehow I make it gracefully down the stairs. My parents begin taking photos and I pity poor Jesse for having to deal with their fussing. At the same time, I wish it were Jonah here with me, but I know that wish is completely unrealistic. During one photo he whispers in my ear. "You look amazing." I smile at him and squeeze his hand. After taking far too many photos, Jesse leads me outside. I draw in a quick breath when I see a pretty white limo waiting at the curb. I give him a questioning look and he grins. "I wanted to surprise you. Now it's time to go pick up the rest of the gang." "Sounds like a plan." I reply. And so we picked up the rest of the gang: some cheerleaders, some jocks, and my friend Kelsey! As soon as she got in she sat next to me. She sees the shock on my face and automatically begins to explain. "Mike and his girlfriend broke up, so he called me this morning. I was going to go with Nate, just as friends, but then Mike asked me to go. I called Nate to let him know, and here I am." She smiled. Nate was a good friend of ours. The three of us have been friends for years. I have the feeling Nate wanted to go as more than friends with Kelsey, but I think she was clueless. Poor Nate. Kelsey was wearing a hot pink strapless dress. With her blonde hair, it looked good on her. I was happy to have one of my real friends with me. I got along with pretty much everyone at school, but I don't really know any of the other people in the limo very well. I'm a social butterfly though; I know how to be the Belle of the Ball. At the school, the limo stopped out front. Jesse helped me out and walked me down the red carpet to the gym. We went to get out picture taken together first, so we wouldn't have to worry about it later. I was sure our pictures would be fabulous. We both smiled our smiles for the photographer. Now we made our way to the main attraction: the dance floor. The room was decorated with countless balloons and streamers. It was kind of dark, which was nice. The music was loud, just the way I liked it. I couldn't wait to dance. A girl from the dance teams loved to dance, go figure. Jesse was only too ready to comply with my wishes. A hip-hop song with good bass was on. I began to move my body with his. My hips moved alluringly; I danced to arouse. I made love to the music like I had on the football field. I think all of the boys could tell. Jesse's hands touched my body here and there: my back, my waist, and my luscious ass. There was at least one instance in which we were so close, I could tell exactly how much I turned him on. A few more songs went by and I told him I needed to go get a drink. On my way to the punch bowl I had to walk down a few steps. With such a massive crowd around me, the task was daunting in my heels. I was almost home free when I slipped on the last step. I was sure I was going to fall on my face and embarrass myself, but someone caught me. There was a warm arm around my waist and a warm hand on my own. It was like déjà vu. Instinct said it was him. I looked up slowly, and my suspicions were confirmed. It was Jonah. The sight of his handsome face made my heart swell. I think I was beginning to fall for him. I couldn't resist saying something, anything, to prolong this moment with the man that haunts me in my dreams. "You have a habit of being there when I fall don't you? Maybe I should trip more often." I try to sound confident, but I'm not sure I pulled it off while I was shaking like a leaf. Being this close to him has an odd effect on me. "I suppose I do." His voice sounds so sensual. His eyes consume me. I can feel blood rush to my cheeks. Seeing that I'm now steady on my feet, he removes his arm from my waist and steps back. His eyes are so intense, I can't look away. He looks as if he wants to say something more, do more, but instead he turns and walks away. Sighing, I finish my way to the punch bowl and get a drink of the fruity liquid. Why does he always have to walk away? And how is he always there when I need him? Maybe he was a guardian angel, or a fallen angel. Either way I wanted him. If only he would ever stay. As much as I liked Jesse, I wanted Jonah much more. I headed back to where I had left Jessie. His friends were standing in a crowd talking quietly about something. At the sight of me, they seemed to panic. First, I didn't understand, and then I followed their gaze and saw Jesse dancing to a slow song with Rachel. I stopped in my tracks. She looked stunning in a dark blue dress. She kissed Jesse, and not just a peck. It was a full on French kiss with a lot of tongue. Mike called Jesse's name to get his attention. Jesse whipped his head in our direction. Kelsey came to my side, and when I turned and sprinted out of the gym, she followed. Jesse ran after me, and Rachel ran after him. We ended up in a deserted hall. Jesse caught up to me before I could go much farther. He grabbed me by the arm to stop me. It hurt a little. "Let go of me!" I shouted. I felt hurt. I wanted to get out of here, I wanted to cry. "Lori! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" I struggled in his grip, and before I knew it Rachel stood in front of me. She started yelling. "You're a bitch! You stole my boyfriend!" I tear my arm away from Jesse and fight to keep the tears at bay. Though I'm normally so bold and social, the yelling puts me into a shock. I'm horrible during confrontations. "Lori! Please, don't go. I want to be here with you, not Rachel." I don't believe him. How can you dance with someone and not mean to? Why would you dance with your ex with you were there with someone else? I couldn't believe my senior Homecoming was turning into such a disaster. Jesse came toward me again, Rachel right on his heels. I back up until the wall behind me stopped my progress. I looked toward Kelsey. She stood still, biting her lip and unsure of what to do. I saw her dart back toward the gym. I wondered what she was going to do, but I had other things to worry about. Jesse grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him. He tried to kiss me and I continued to fight him. He forced his tongue into my mouth. I tried to scream, but the sound was muffled against his lips. I heard Rachel scream in the background. "Jesse! What are you doing?! JESSE!" The next events were like a blur. Jonah was pulling Jesse off of me. Kelsey must have gone for help and found Mr. Blackbrook. He threw Jesse up against the lockers. "Shut up Rachel," he said. He sounded lethal. Breathing hard, he lowered Jesse enough that his touch touched the ground again. Rachel looked like she was scared for Jesse, but without warning she ran over to me and slapped me hard across the face. She drew back to slap me again, but before she could deliver the blow, Jonah grabbed her arm and stopped her. He forcefully led her over to the opposite side of the hall where Jesse was. "I don't ever want to see either of you near Lori again. You're lucky I'm not going to tell the principal." He turned to Jesse. "I had better never see you forcing yourself on another girl, especially Lori. If I see you chasing her again, I will make it my personal mission to hunt you down and teach you something." I could see Jesse's Adam apple bobbing up and down as he had trouble swallowing. His eyes were huge. He looked like he was scared shitless. I would be too, Jonah looked fierce. I believed every word he said and it sent chills down my spine. "Go now, and if you're smart you'll forget everything about this except for what I told you." At Jonah's instructions, Jesse and Rachel fled the hallway. With them gone, Jonah came to me. His expression softened. I was still pretty shocked by everything. He touched his thumb gently to my lips and it came away with blood. Bruises were forming on my arm and wrist. He growled and I shrank back into the wall. "Hey, look at me Baby. It's alright now. I'm not going to hurt you. Come here." He spoke in a soothing voice and went into his open arms. My eyes filled with tears, and this time they spilled over. Jonah wrapped his arms tight around me and held me while I cried. He rubbed my back and whispered softly. I hiccupped as I sobbed, but he just kept holding me. We heard footsteps then saw Kelsey running around the corner. Jonah backed away from me into the shadows before she could see us together. "Lori? Lori! Are you okay?" "I'm fine Kelse. I'm a not shaken, but I'll be okay." Kelsey came over to me and hugged me. When she let go, she noticed my lip. "Oh my God! What happened?" "Rachel slapped me." "That bitch!" Kelsey was outraged. Jonah cleared his throat. Kelsey hadn't notice him before, but she turned to him now. "Kelsey, I'm going to take Lori home. I handled Rachel and Jesse, and I think it would be best if we just forget about it all." "Okay Mr. Blackbrook. Here's Lori's purse," she said as she handed over a gold clutch. Jonah took it for me. "Thank you Kelsey. Go back to the dance now and have fun. Lori will be fine, I promise." Kelsey looked to me, and then to Jonah, then she asked me if I was really okay. "I'm fine Kelse, really. Go have fun. I want Mr. Blackbrook to take me home." "If you're sure... Bye Lori. I hope you feel better." "Bye Kelse, have fun." With that, she left. Jonah and I were alone once again. He came closer and looked me in the eyes. "I'm going to pick you up and take you outside to my car. Is that okay?" He asked. I nodded feebly. He scooped me up into his arms and carried me out of school through the back entrance. At his car, he set me down so that he could open the door for me. He tenderly helped me inside, and then went around to get in. He started the car and turned the radio down so that it could barely be heard. "Are you sure you're okay Lori?" "Not really." I replied in all honesty. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms. I felt cold and there were goose bumps on my skin. "Here, put this on," he handed me his suit jacket. He helped me slide it over my shoulders. It was warm from his body heat and it smelled like him. "Where do you want to go?" He asked. I thought about it, and I really didn't know. I was glad to be leaving the dance, and I didn't want to go home. I could think of somewhere I did want to go, but I didn't think it was an option. I gathered my nerve. I was going to give it a shot anyway. "I'd like to go to your house. With you," I said, "but only for a bit," I rushed to add. "I... I'm just not ready to go home right now, not like this." I shyly watched his face, expecting a firm "no". Yet, he seemed to think it over. He turned to me, his eyes piercing. "You're my student Lori. You know I shouldn't take you to my house..." It seemed as if he was hoping I would give him a reason to break the rules. Well, if that was the case, I would give him a reason. "I probably shouldn't be in your car either, and you definitely shouldn't have kissed me last week, but I am and you did. We've already broken the rules, and I like it. I want you. You want me. We can't help how we feel. Take me home with you, Jonah." He stared at me for a few seconds. He then began driving without telling me where we were going. I was afraid he was taking me home, but I had the feeling that we going somewhere else. It was dark outside and dark inside his car as well. "Thank you." I said softly. I saw his hands grip the wheel harder. "You don't need to thank me, Lori. I should have done more to Jesse than just slam him up against some lockers, but I could get in trouble for the little I did do already. I could get in trouble for this, and for that kiss." "Well I haven't told anyone, and I don't think anyone saw, so you shouldn't get in trouble. I would do it again, but if you didn't like it..." He glared at me for a few moments before turning his attention back to the road. The darkness somehow made it easier to speak. I felt my thoughts spilling out from my mouth. "How do you always seem to be there to catch me when I fall?" "Maybe I just feel protective of you because you seem like a young woman that needs some looking after. You do seem to find trouble." "I only went with Jesse because I couldn't go with you. If I hadn't been so busy thinking about you, I probably would have realized what a jerk he was." "Well, he definitely is a jerk, and he better not touch you ever again." "Yeah, well it's going to be awkward sitting in front of him now." "I wouldn't worry about that. Seating arrangements can be changed." Lori and Jonah: A Seduction "Oh really? Thank you." "You need to quit thanking me. I'm just being nice, that's all." "Was it being nice when you kissed me?" "I shouldn't have kissed you." "But you did." He didn't reply. It was driving me nuts. I wanted him to admit it. I wanted him to admit that he enjoyed the kiss, and that he wanted more. "Please. Tell me that you liked it. Well, unless you didn't like it. But if you did like it, please tell me." "You want to know?" "Yes. I need to know." "Fine, Lori. Yes, yes I liked kissing you. I would do it again too. That day you fingered yourself in my class, you made me want you so bad. Do you know how hard it is to be in the same room with you 5 days out of 7 and not touch you? Not talk to you? I shouldn't even think about you the way I do." "I know how hard it is, because I sit in your class and know I can't go up to you and kiss or even hug you. I've fantasized about you and wanted you since the first day of school this year." "I thought you were sexy the first time I saw you dancing on that football field two years ago. The first day of school this year, you walked into my classroom and I couldn't believe it. It was easier to stay away when you weren't my student. I've had dreams about you too. I wake up hard thinking about you." I thought about everything he was saying. It made me feel like I would burst with elation. He admitted it. He wanted me. In fact, I was surprised by just how long and how much he did want me. It felt good to know that I wasn't crazy. With my heart in my throat, I reached over and put my hand in his, entwining our fingers. He didn't move his hand away. A few minutes later I felt his hand tighten around mine. We pulled up to a large, stone house. It was beautiful. There were big, beautiful windows and the grass was lush. The stones of the house were large: some were tan and some were red. The house took my breath away. "It's beautiful," I told him. I wondered how he could afford it on a teacher's salary. "I'm glad you like it." Jonah got out of the car and came around to my side to open the door. He helped me out and walked with me to his front door. Before we crossed the threshold, he stopped in the doorway. "Are you sure Lori? I should've told you no, but I couldn't, not after everything at the dance. It's not too late to take you home." "I want to stay, but not if you're just letting me stay here with you because you pity me." I said with a hint of anger in my voice. He kissed me hard, almost as if he were punishing me for his words. His teeth nicked my lip and I tasted my own blood for the second time that night. "Did that feel like pity to you?" He asked harshly. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry, come in." He opened the door wider, and I stepped inside. The house was just as beautiful on the inside as it was on the outside. The rooms were spacious. The carpet was a vibrant red and looked like my feet would sink right into it. The ceilings were high. There was even a fireplace in the living room. It looked like it would be the best place to sit together with someone on a cold day. It would be an even better place to make love late at night. "Are you hungry? Would you like anything to drink?" Jonah asked. He seemed unsure what to do now that I was actually in his house. "Water?" He disappeared into the kitchen and returned with two bottles of water. He handed one to me and opened the other for himself. He drank half of the bottle, and then put the cap back on. "What now?" He asked. "Could we lay down somewhere?" "Sure." He led me upstairs. We turned down a hallway and stopped at the door to a room. He opened the door and I looked inside. It looked very bland. I would bet that this was not his room. "Is this your room?" I questioned skeptically. "No, this is a guest bedroom." "Can we go to your room, please?" He turned again, this time toward the end of the hall, but before he walked away, I grabbed his hand again. He stopped for a minute, and then continued walking with my hand in his. His room was bigger than the first. The bed was enormous. The sheets were a rich blue, the walls were beige. There was a large flat screen TV on the wall opposite the bed. "You can lay in here. I'll be downstairs." He said. I saw him swallow hard. His hands were in tense fists at his sides. "Don't go. Stay with me, Jonah. Please stay." I begged. "Are you sure, Lori?" "Yes, very sure. I was sure the last time you asked me too." "Okay..." "Do you have any movies we could watch?" He nodded and went to a cabinet in the corner. He slipped a disk into the DVD player. In the meantime, I realized my Homecoming dress wasn't the best thing to rest in. I also realized I should let my parents know that I wouldn't be home tonight. I sent my mom a text saying that I would be staying the night at a friend's house and that she shouldn't worry. Now it was time to deal with the other issue. "Um, Jonah?" "Yes?" "Do you have something more comfortable that I could wear?" He looked dumbfounded for a moment. I couldn't blame him considering he hadn't planned any of this. He blinked a couple of time, then start rifling through his drawers. He pulled out a baggy T-shirt and handed it to me. I unclipped my halter and he reached for the doorknob to leave. "Don't go. I want you to stay. Look at me." I demanded. He did, but he didn't say anything. I saw a muscle in his jaw flexing. I began peeling off the dress I had been so excited to wear. Tonight definitely hadn't gone how I planned, but I think it just might end better than I thought. First, I revealed my breasts, then my pierced navel, and them my flimsy gold colored thong. Jonah's eyes followed the progress of the dress until it hit the floor. When I was left only in the thong and my heels, I crawled back onto the bed. "Can you help me take off these heels?" Coming forward, he knelt at the foot of the bed. He took my right foot first. It was amazing how gentle his big hands were. They looked like they were big enough to be bear paws. He slid the first and second shoe off with little effort. I grabbed the T-shirt and pulled it over my head. Jonah stood up, his eyes fixed on me. "Come lay with me." He did as instructed, but only after removing his shoes and tie. He lays down beside me in a dress shirt, dress slacks and black socks. He was still a foot away. I scooted closer to him and put my hand on his chest. I began to unbutton his shirt, button by button. I know it was too soon after everything that had happened tonight, but I wanted him. Jesse didn't matter anymore. I wanted Jonah. I was in his house, in his bed, and he was next to me. I was not going to let this opportunity pass me by. I never thought I would be this close to my fantasy. He must want me if we're in his bed together, whether he shows it or not. Those bedroom eyes were finally where they belonged. Then I kissed him. I pressed my soft lips to his and tasted him. He stayed still initially, but soon he began to kiss me back. As soon as he gave into the kiss, he gave it everything. His tongue darted into my mouth and he took control. His tongue explored every surface of my mouth. I fought for a stronger taste of him. My hand clutched a fistful of his shirt; his hand had a fistful of my hair. We both pulled back at the same time. After he caught his breath, he pulled me off balance so that I landed on top of him. He murmured into my hair. "What are you doing, Lori? Why are you doing this to me?" "I'm trying to seduce you. I want you; I'm attracted to you. There's something that draws me to you." "We can't do this. It's against the rules." "I don't care. I'm eighteen and I won't tell. I promise. You know you want me. Say it, say that you want me." "I want you, Lori." "I want you tonight, Jonah. Please." He chuckled and laid his palm against my cheek. He rubbed his nose against mine in an Eskimo kiss. "I want you too, but we'll have more time for that. I don't want to have sex tonight, not after what happened with Jesse..." He saw that I was about to complain, so he continued on, "but there is something I'd love to do for you." "What would that be?" I asked. "Just lay back and enjoy yourself. That's all I ask." I did as he said, leaning back against his pillows. They were cool and felt good against my feverish skin. I propped myself up on my elbows so that I could watch what he was about to do. He looked like a wolf, dominating and feral. His tanned hands slid under the sides of my thong and pulled the gold fabric down my legs. He spread my toned thighs and moved between them. There was a wolfish grin on his face. Next, he leaned down and the first flick of his tongue made my world explode. His extra years of experience had obviously been well spent. His skilled tongue flicked and tasted and probed. Jonah nibbled on my soft pink flesh as if it was succulent fruit. My thighs tighten and I put my hands on his head to pull him closer. He took love bites and scraped his white teeth over my clit. My hips buck and I can't control my moans of delight. I bring my hand to my breast and pinch my nipple. I feel so hot and so good. It's my wet dream come true. I can't believe my sexy teacher is licking my soaking wet pussy. The naughtiness of it makes it all the more arousing. Every inch of my body feels alive. His tongue starts moving faster. My moans turn to screams and I yell out his name. Hearing that, he seems only more determined to send me crashing over the edge. He speared his tongue as deep as he could into my pussy and used his hand to play with my clit. Between the sensations and watching, I couldn't take it anymore. I came in a shattering orgasm, shouting his name and clenching his hair in my fists. He laps up my sweet cum like a starving man. My body spasms in the aftermath. Whimpers spill from my trembling lips. Jonah moves from between my legs to rest on his arms above me. He strokes my hair and face. I can feel his hard cock against my thigh. He's so big and thick, it makes my mouth water. "I love the way you taste. I'd love to eat you again for breakfast," he stated softly. "You can't be done," I said. "I can feel how hard you are. Isn't it painful to get hard like that and not cum?" "It can be, but I can wait until breakfast, if you still feel the same. I have a feeling I'll be starving. Right now, I'd love to just hold you while you sleep." I smiled at that. How amazing was this? On top of being sexy and heroic, he was a good guy too. This was what girls dreamed of, and he was in bed with me. I offered my lips for a happy, and he was happy to oblige. His kiss was sweeter and tamer this time. He also tasted like my cum. I giggled and licked the rest of my cum off of his chin. He groaned and rolled to the empty side of the bed. "Come here Sexy, and fall asleep before I do take advantage of you," he growled. I laughed and snuggled up to his side. I rested my head on his shoulder and threw a leg over his. I yawn and feel his arms wrap around me. I want to stay awake and savor the moment, but I'm just so sleepy. I drift off wearing his shirt, while he holds me in his arms.