Chapter 57: Sex Ambushed

Melissa’s POV

Getting a car at the entrance of the school was an easy one since Jason was good enough to tip the security guard at the gate to hide us and get us a car to take us home.

All through the drive home, fuck it was so stuffy because we both could not touch ourselves.

Not because we cannot, but the school uniform was restricting us from doing more.

The way Jason was staring at me, I could tell he could not wait to devour me.

I picked up my phone, seeing that we were stuck in traffic, to clear my head and thoughts, when it suddenly dawned on me that we had left our parents at home this morning.

I quickly typed Jason, who also withdrew his phone from his pocket to check his next message, only to smile at me.

“I’ve taken care of that,” he replied with words of mouth, winking at me while I quickly typed back.

Me: How?

Jason: Let’s just say I have my way around things. #Winks.

Me: I’m scared, Jason. We might just go back to school. I don’t want trouble. I feel the principal and our parents might find out.

Jason: I already took care of it. Today’s just about us.

I was about to type another message when the driver suddenly hit the brakes, letting us know he had reached our destination. I couldn’t help but look at him in total confusion.

“Thanks,” the driver smiled, while Jason asked him to keep the change before helping me to get out of the car.

“C’mon, princess,” He stretched his hand towards me, while I grabbed it faster, only to turn towards a very exquisite building that had a “Five Star Hotel” written on it boldly.

“A hotel?”

“You never think I’ll risk it and take you home? You said you wanted to make it secret.” Jason smiled, holding my hand tighter while we made our way into the hotel.

The first person we came across didn’t just bow to Jason; she gave him maximum attention with a smile spread across her lips. A very good gesture, I know, can be given to not just kids like us, but to our parents.

“Mr. Brookes, please come this way.” She gestured before adding. “We’ve prepared a very good room for you before your arrival. Just like you’ve proposed.”

And before I knew what was going on, we were already on the elevator. My eyes locked on behind the lady who had attended to us, gradually walking out of the elevator and beckoning us to come.

I didn’t realise when the word “Wow” left my lips because I've not seen anything this exquisite before.

I mean, my parents were average before they broke up. So I've never experienced this before.

I heaved a sigh, walking side-by-side with Jason, whose grip on me was firm, his eyes never leaving mine. And at every turn, he kept holding me till we got to where the lady had gestured for us to feel free.

And my God! This place was huge. I mean very large. Larger than the ones we stayed in. I mean, it was larger than our sitting room—the crystal walls and beautiful chandeliers complementing the whole place

And just as we lodged inside, and the doors were closed, Jason pulled me closer, ignoring whatever word was left the maid wanted to make.

“Jason…”

“I want you, Melissa.” He muttered against my ear, holding me closer, his hand gently caressing my cheeks, curbing them so he could stare into my face.

“Jason, I think this is…”

“You don't have to be scared when you are with me. I took care of everything.” Jason moaned, his hand grabbing my behind, letting a gasp out.

My hand flew to his hair, gripping them as I allowed him to fumble with my buttons.

He lifted me across the room, gently placing me on the bed, reminding me of how he had slowly fucked me on the bed that night I was drunk on my birthday.

“Wait,” my hand flew to my chest, halting him from going further.

“This…this was the place you brought me on the night–”

“Yes. You were drunk then, so I thought to bring you here for us to bring back old memories. I want you, Melissa. I want you so badly,” he moaned and finally took off my shirt, leaving me with just my bralette and panties.

His hard core bulged so hard I didn't realize when I took off my bra, my hand flying to his trousers, yanking off the tie loose while I gently pulled his pennis out, freeing it from the prison of clothes.

“I hear you every night, Melissa. Moaning my name. Yearning for me in that house.” He said against my ear, his hot breath fanning my neck.

The way he looked at me was very clear; he craved me as much as I did. He guided my hand towards his dick, letting me hold it firmly.

My hand began to stroke his dick, so wet, mature, and needy.

“Fuck,” I moaned, feeling a finger gently walking up my thighs while it finally dug deeper into me.

“Aww, yeah.” I moaned, my hand tightening around his dick while his finger went deeper.

“Ah, fuck. Jason, please.” I moaned just as I felt a finger slide inside of me, making it two.

I felt something that seemed more like a fluid flow out of me, coming bit by bit until I could not take it anymore.

I orgasmed so badly that I couldn't help but scream. Jason, on the other hand, wouldn't stop fingering me…not until I was done.

“Yes, baby. I love it.” He muttered, yanking off my panties and positioning himself well when a knock landed on the door, jolting both of us back to reality.

At first, we thought we might be hearing things since there are lots of doors here.

But then the loud bang that was coming repeatedly stated one fact. It is our room.

“Expecting someone?” I questioned, still standing on my fours.

“Wait here,” he said, signaling me not to go anywhere.

My heart raced faster seeing that I couldn’t hear anything again. And in the heat of the moment, Jason’s voice rattled me on the bed, heart hammering against my chest.

“Get him!” I heard a loud, husky, masculine voice yell from the exit.