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anymore, but sometimes I still check behind me, to catch the boy who thinks that I’m an easy target.

The empty parking lot seems larger, though nothing has changed. Mark and I walk back towards his Escalade.

“So, um, when do we start?” I ask as we reach his car.

“Now,” there is something hard in his gaze that sends a twinge of pleasure between my thighs. “Kneel.”

Why did I even ask? I take a deep breath. I had agreed to his proposal just moments ago, but I’m not sure that I’m ready. I look around the empty parking lot, the fluorescent lights creating shadows of the thick concrete support columns. What if someone sees us here? What will Mark think of me if I submit to his will so easily? Maybe I should have put up more of a fight. Maybe I should have run away. But where would that leave me?

Mark watches me, his bright eyes piercing into me as if he can see my doubt. One look at his face and I know that it had not been a request. Bending down in my heels, I awkwardly lower myself to the dirty concrete. There is something comforting about it. Just giving in to his demands and letting him lead for the moment. My heartbeat pounds in my ears and my thighs feel slippery.

“Beautiful,” he says and reaches out to brush my cheek with his hand. His other hand slowly unzips his pants and brings out his erect cock for me to see clearly for the first time. His hand leaves my cheek and grips the back of my neck pulling my face toward his member.

I stall as he brings me forward. Is this what I just agreed to? I’ve got my job to recover, my dad’s hospital bills, my sense of dignity and pride to think about and I’m going to achieve these things by sucking Mark’s beautiful, rigid, cock?   My mouth waters in anticipation, the tingling of my clit undeniable and yet it is so hard to bend to his will.

“One minute in and you’re already resisting,” Mark says solemnly. “I see we have a lot of work to do. And, we only have thirty days to do it. So let’s get started.”

“Mark, I want to…it’s just…”

“Open your mouth,” He says firmly his hand once again guiding my face forward. I open my mouth and take his cock into it; first kissing the top then moving my head so my tongue can run along the bottom of his shaft.   I open wider to take more of his cock in me, shielding my teeth with my lips and bobbing my head up and back as the ridges and bumps of his cock glide over my tongue. My tongue flicks at the base of his shaft as I reach farther. His hips begin a slight movement and he leans his head back clearly enjoying the sensation.

I try to move my head to guide his cock to my cheek and not down my throat but he will have none of that, instead guiding my head with his hands. He starts to push farther and I gag on his cock. He withdraws it just enough to let me breathe then gags me with it again. Tears form in the corners of my eyes. I desperately try to move my head to keep up with him, but the gagging and retching continues until he withdraws. His wet, red cock   is now swollen and pulsing.

He pulls on my arm and guides me out of the car, leaving the passenger door open. I stand before him and he kisses me deeply.

“You have a beautiful mouth,” he coos. “Mine.”

Before I can respond he turns me around facing the seat and pushes my back down with his hand. Instinctively, I realize he wants to bend me over the car seat the way I did on his desk that very first night. My brain buzzes with excitement when I feel him lifting my skirt and lowering my underpants. How I long for him to fill me again.

Smack! He slaps my naked cheek cause a sharp warm pain then he slaps the other, my bottom tensing under this onslaught. Over and over he smacks my quivering globes as the heat builds between them.

“Mine,” he murmurs. I feel his fingers insert themselves into my pussy, moving back and forth. “And this is mine.”

He lines himself up and with a solid full thrust impales