Teach Me to Please | Please Me #1 - Chapter 42: Chapter 42

I didn't see Roman the next day at school. In fact, I didn't hear from him in the slightest. It got me worried. Had something happened? Was Skye okay? Was she in trouble again? But Skye had texted me that morning to tell me that her appointment with the doctor went well and they're moving her back up to her room sooner than she expected. I tried calling Roman to talk to him about the good news, but I got no answer, and I didn't want to bombard his messages like a creep in fear I'd annoy him away further.
I used to think that someone ignoring your calls was because you were the problem. Now, it's a half split because sometimes you could be the problem still, or the other person could. Nonetheless, I hated being ignored and even though Roman wanted 'time', this felt ignorant.
I tried to do my own thing for a while, keep up with homework, finish early assignments, read more than I ever have, but some things can never be taken off the mind and Roman was just one of those things.
Rya had been on cloud nine for the past few days, texting Taylor constantly and discussing dresses non-stop. I was happy for her, truly I was, and since Christopher wasn't being an annoyance to her recently, it felt like her life was climbing up.
I found myself at a free period today and no one was available to hang out with, and when I say 'no one', I meant Rya. It was funny, I had all these girls flocking around me at lunch and parties, but when it came to my friends, my only one was Rya – discounting Roman and Skye, obviously. I didn't mind it though. I'd rather have a few true friends than tons of fake ones, and I knew a thing or two about fake people.
I didn't want to study considering I had done most of my homework and studying at home, and the thought of doing more made my brain frazzle. Instead, I mindlessly walked along the halls, searching for a place to chill before last period. I peered into empty classrooms. I would try the library, but I wanted to watch a movie on my phone and the library had a strict 'no phones' rule. However, no where was empty and I sighed in frustration, walking back along the halls to head to Rya's study hall and ask her for her car keys so I could chill in her car, but as soon as I passed a door, a hand reached out, and I was yanked inside.
A squeal escaped my lips before I was pinned up against the wall of a storage closet, both my wrists held either side of my head in a tight grip.
I recognised those eyes. Those eyes could swallow me whole.
As soon as his lips met mine, I melted, and my knees fell weak. It wasn't slow. No. it was hard. Punishing. Sinful. Everything about it pulled me in, spun me around, and dropped me hard on the earth. His tongue slid across the seal of my lips and pushed them open to explore inside. My breath hitched when his tongue met mine and a moan fell into his mouth.
His lips went to attack my neck and soon I was lost in the heavenly sensation. He kissed and sucked, swiping his tongue along, flicking spots he knew drove me crazy. I tried to pull away from his grip to touch him, but as I tried, he pulled both of my wrists above my head and captured them in one large hand as the other pinned me at the side of my waist before trailing its way down to between my legs and cupped my throbbing heat, pressing down on my clit with his thumb.
"Roman." I moaned, looking him dead in the eyes. His thumb moved tauntingly over my underwear. He stared me in my eyes with an expression I couldn't read but his hands working me told me he wasn't mad. He was full of desire.
His body towered over mine, creating a cage I didn't want to escape from, and I moaned loudly when he slipped my underwear to the side and flicked my clit with his thumb. "Fuck..." I cursed breathlessly and sank my teeth into my lower lip to stop the moans from getting louder.
Not once however did I tear my eyes away from his. I couldn't bring myself to, and I could tell the eye contact turned him on.
"I want you." He whispered lowly. Well fuck me. Literally. His thumb moved faster, and it became harder to hold back moans. I was whimpering under his touch, and I could tell he liked it. "Please let me." His tone took a turn. Now it was desperate, almost begging.
My eyes bored into his, caught in the storm that battled inside. I held my breath as his fingers toyed with the wetness seeping from my core before gently thrusting in and I threw my head against the wall, a strangled groan releasing itself from my lips.
"Oh my... god." I moaned once more, trying to keep my voice quiet. I knew no one was out in the halls considering it was fifth period but classroom doors could be open and I certainly didn't want anyone to come knocking on this door to interrupt. He coaxed me with his fingers, curling against the spot he was getting to know a little too well.
His lips went back to trailing up my neck. "Let me." He begged.
He pulled away to stare at me for me an answer whilst his fingers deliciously worked inside of me.
I couldn't stand it any longer, "Take me." I moaned.
His lips crashed to mine and I was swallowed in a storm of pure lust and hunger. Our tongues fought in a caressing battle and his fingers moved faster inside of me, fucking me hastily. I draw blood as my teeth sunk into my bottom lip in an attempt to supress my moans and whimpers.
"Roman... Please." I begged desperately, feeling a wave build in my stomach. "Please." Whimpers left my lips when his thumb rubbed my clit faster and soon, I was convulsing high in the clouds of euphoria and falling intensely from the unbelievable height.
I had no clue how I was still standing but my knees shook terribly as I tried to collect myself. Roman pulled his fingers from my core, my juices coating them, and a strange desperation of desire overtook me. I took his hand and pulled his fingers to my lips, sucking them to taste myself on him. His eyes went wide, and throat bobbed but the hunger flooding his eyes told me more. Once they were out of my mouth, he placed them in his and sucked. Holy fuck. That was hot. I practically melted.
Without hesitation, my hands fell to his belt and shook as I tried to undo the buckle. He pulled them away and did it himself and I focused on pulling down my underwear. God, I wanted him so bad it hurt. He pulled down his boxers, so his erection sprung free and I found myself wanting to get down on my knees and throat fuck him. Jesus. I needed Jesus.
He took a condom out his pants pocket from the floor when I suddenly remembered. "I got tested and I'm clean."
He raised a brow, "But what about...?"
"I'm back consistently on the pill. It's been a week." Meaning I was ready to be fucked raw.
"You're sure?"
"Yes, now fuck me." I pulled his head to me and desperately pressed my lips to his. Within seconds, he lifted me up to wrap my legs around his waist and pinned me back against the wall. He took his cock in one hand, pinning my hands above my head with the other, and thrust into me.
"Oh my..." I couldn't breathe as he began fucking me ruthlessly. This was quick. This was harsh. His thrusts slapped against my skin creating the most delicious sound ever.
"You feel amazing." He praised, lips against my neck.
"Keep... Keep going." I begged. He grinded his hips against mine, pressing all the spots he needed to. I was completely lost for words as my mouth formed an 'O' shape, noises stuck in my throat as pleasure exploded through my body.
Funnily enough, I had never had sex in school. Yes, boys asked me to, mainly one ex we shall not name but it never sounded appealing. Although, with Roman, god, it was the hottest thing I could think of. This boy made me want to do things I never wanted to do before because the pure thought of seeing him do them sent me over the edge.
He buried his head into the crook of my neck and grunted, sucking the delicate skin between his teeth. He reached down to touch me, rolling the sweet nub between his fingers. I ached to touch him, I wanted to feel the hard muscles rippling under his hot skin as he thrust brutally, his thick cock stretching my pussy's walls.
He pulled his head away from my neck and tipped it back, groaning huskily, the tendons in his neck popping out.
He let go of my hands and they instantly found their way to his back, moulding into the curves of his shoulders and rocks of his muscles.
"Roman..." I sobbed. "Fast... Faster..." I needed him this close. After all the days of distance, I needed him. The sensation of him filling me was too much to bear but the cries in my chest being soothed by just his touch was heavenly.
"You have to be quiet." He brushed away the strands of hair sticking to my forehead from the sweat. "Be quiet for me and I'll give you what you want."
I bit my lips so hard I was going to leave a wound but nodded furiously. He smiled, "Good girl, baby." And then thrust mercilessly, letting go of all self-control.
I pressed my head into his neck and bit his shoulder to stop the noises from coming out. His groans thrummed inside of me. Did he like that? Did he like me biting him?
The coil in the stomach burst across my body and every piece of pleasure I ever felt hit me, causing me to sore higher than I ever had. The single light in the storage closet erupted into a cascade of luminosity and my whole body gave in as my climax fell and I slumped into his body.
He grabbed my hips with both hands and pummelled into me, his breathes coming out harsh and short, rumbling in his chest. He stilled and quietly, gutturally cursed my name. Next, I felt him turn soft inside of me before he pulled out. The feeling of his cum seeping down my legs made me moan again in delight.
Carefully, he placed me down and pulled up his boxers and jeans, only for my knees to give in and fall right into him. "Careful." He quickly caught me and held me up. "I've got you." He then chuckled and carried me over to a ledge to set me down.
"Thanks." I breathlessly replied. Did he just fuck me limp? I think he might have.
Roman looked down at the mess between my legs and cringed. "Is that always gonna happen when we do it without a..."
"Yeah." I nodded. "I have tissues in my bag." Thank the lord. Roman found my fallen bag on the floor and took out a pack of tissues. I thought he was going to hand them to me but beat me to it when he pressed the tissues against my legs and wiped away the mess for me. He then threw them in the trash and stood between my legs, brushing my hair way from my face.
"Hi." I said meekly, a small smile overcoming my lips. I saw that small smile replicate on his too.
"Hi."
He was here. "I missed you." I admitted without thinking.
His thumb fell to my cheek and brushed away my smudged makeup. "I missed you too. I wanted to see you when you went to visit Skye, but my dad dragged me away to go boxing. He was only looking out for me though considering I spent the past days and nights cramped up by her side."
"Skye told me you came back to school, but I haven't seen you here for a few days." I furrowed my brows together. His thumb kept stroking across my cheek which made it hard to focus.
"Yeah, I've been catching up with teachers and trying to get college stuff done. I've got an interview with Penn in a few days." Penn. As in the University of Pennsylvania. As in over 780 miles away. Yes, I looked it up.
"That's great. Do you have to fly over there?" I didn't want him to leave me again.
"No." he shook his head. "They've got representatives coming over to scout for sports scholarships and so they're bringing people to conduct interviews for those with... special circumstances." By that he meant Skye.
"I thought they had scouts over ages ago?" I remembered the chaos among the basketball team at cheer practice over a month ago for college scouts.
"Yeah, but the basketball team have their final games soon and so they're coming back to check specific players out. You know, the really promising ones." I had a feeling that one of them was Adam. I knew he wanted to get into the University of Florida on a basketball scholarship and I had no doubt he would get it. However, did I care about it anymore? Ha, nope.
"Well, call me as soon as it's over." I smiled lightly and fixed his shirt.
He nodded, "I will. What's your call with colleges right now?" that was where I frowned. "Tough question?"
"Well, I'm close to passing all my subjects, but my grades still aren't high enough to get into anywhere good."
"And you want to get into somewhere good?" that was the plan. You see, I spent more time looking at colleges and the different options and opportunities they offered for majors, and I found myself more and more interested. Looking at our local community colleges I could fully get into at the rate I was going, none of the descriptions of the majors I was interested in reached out to me. In fact, I found myself reluctant to even think about going there.
I knew this was my own fault, but that didn't mean I couldn't fight to get better. I wanted to fight. That was the difference. Before, I didn't, but now? I was in full armour to.
"Yeah." I replied. "I don't feel like staying in Wisconsin either. My parents always encouraged me to travel, college being one of those opportunities."
He nodded in understanding. "Well, we'll try harder. We hang out almost all the time now, so how's about every time we hang out, we make a point of tutoring in it as well." That sounded promising. We already had a good schedule and that was working great enough, I guess more of it could only equal better.
"That sounds great actually. Thank you." An idea suddenly came to mind. "Hey, you're in with the nerds, right?"
He raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "And where are you going with this?" okay, so maybe that sounded better phrased in my head.
"Sorry." I chuckled, "It's just... I'm running for Prom Queen and Leah's going up against me."
"Leah Kingston? Why's that?" I gave him a look as if to say 'really?'. "You think it's a payback for the diary incident?"
"Yeah." I sighed, "Because trashing my dad's car wasn't enough." I muttered under my breath, but he heard.
"She did what?" his eyes widened. Oh no.
"It's nothing. Rya fixed it." Like Rya always does, bless her soul.
"And Adam let her do that?!" here comes the jealousy about Adam.
"I don't know if Adam knew or not." He didn't seem convinced. In fact, he seemed mad. "Roman..." I warned.
He sighed frustratedly and ran a hand down his face. "I really don't like the idea of him knowing about your family and still allowing her to get away with these things. Don't you think they have something planned?"
"Like what? Blast our sex tape on the projector when I win?"
His eyes went wide once more and I could feel the jealous rage off him, "You two made a –"
"Relax, green giant. I'm not that stupid to do so." He remained silent, however. "You think Adam's gonna hurt me?" in a sense, I could see where he was coming from, but in another, I didn't know whether it was the jealousy talking.
"I don't know..." he drew out slowly. "I mean, looking at his reputation –"
"If you think Adam would physically hurt me, you're wrong. Adam would never hit a woman and I know that for a fact." It came out more defensive than I intended it too. Although, that was what happened with exes, they tell you things about their life that's fucked beyond measure and as soon as someone thinks things that aren't true, you can't help but get defensive. Especially when Adam's life is... well, crazily fucked.
As Rya once put it, 'bad boy persona with a boatload of daddy issues'. I just hoped – no matter how much I hated Leah – that she helped him with it well.
"Did I strike a nerve?" Roman asked cautiously.
I shook my head to get it out of my brain. "No just... just trust me on him, okay?" he nodded silently once more. "Thank you, though. For looking out more me."
"You know I'll always look out for you." That melted my heart. "So, what do you need me to do with the 'nerds'?" he then joked.
Yes, right. "Well, I know Leah will get their pity votes but considering you're like this hot, heart-throb of a nerd now, they probably see you as some god."
"Keep going." He smirked and I slapped his shoulder. "Okay, okay! I'm listening." He laughed and held his hands up in defence.
"Maybe if you told them to vote for me, they might. I don't know, just tell them nice things about me to make them like me and then they'll vote for me." It was a long shot, but I was hopeful.
"You know, if you tell them that you're a massive book nerd, they might even form an alliance." His eyes danced with amusement.
"Yeah, no. That's not happening."
He chuckled and shook his head. "Okay, okay. I'll tell them that you're nice," he leant down to kiss me cheek, "And funny," he kissed my neck, "Super ambitious," he kissed my shoulder, "Extremely caring," kisses all up my neck, "And..." he kissed along my jaw, nibbling lightly. "Have a gorgeous ass." He reached behind and squeezed my ass.
I squealed and pushed him away, "That, honey, is obvious." I rolled my eyes and smiled mischievously. "But thanks for the note."
"Hey, just giving options. You do have a really nice ass." He smiled teasingly and I rolled my eyes once more, biting back a bigger smile. "I heard Taylor asked Rya to the dance. Everyone's talking about it. She must be happy."
"She is." I agreed. "They've been facetiming and texting almost ever other night. She's excited, even though she finds him boring." I felt bad for laughing at the last bit, but it was true.
"Then why is she still talking to him?" he furrowed a confused brow.
"Because he's nice and respectful and isn't trying to get into her pants. Besides, he's liked her for a long time, so I'm not surprised he's treating her so well." Taylor was a good guy; I could trust him with my best friend. If not, I knew she'd hang him by the balls if he tried any funny business. And I'm not even kidding when I say that.
The secret admirer messages stopped however and, for Rya, that gave her evidence to Taylor being the one who was sending them. Despite that, Taylor wasn't that big of a reader, so it still didn't sit right with me, but I trusted Rya's judgement nonetheless.
"Shit, I forgot to tell you." Roman then cursed. I snapped myself out of my thoughts and looked back up at him.
"Hmm?"
"I asked Emily to the Spring Fling."
And suddenly, I wanted to die.
"You... You what?" I had to blink a couple of times to make sense of it.
"I asked Emily Lewis to the Spring Fling." He replied. Was there a faint smile on his lips? Was there? There was. There fucking was.
"And?" she said no.
"She said yes." She said yes. Shit, why was I hurting? It wasn't a big deal. It wasn't. It is. It's not. "Sienna? You okay?" no. Yes. No.
"Yes. I'm great." Liar. Shut up. "That's... That's amazing, Roman. I bet you guys will have fun." Lots of fun. They'll dance, smile, laugh, kiss, have sex.
"Thanks." He smiled. "You look a little shocked though, I mean, this was the plan, wasn't it?" this was the plan. This was always the plan. You tutor me in school, I tutor you in sex. For Emily. How could I have forgotten about the Emily part? Was everything still for Emily? Was I really that much of an idiot?
"No, no... I just... I'm just surprised. That's all. Surprised. I guess I thought you'd tell me before you did it." I guessed you wouldn't do it at all.
Stupid, Sienna. God, you're so stupid.
"Yeah, well I've been planning it for a while."
"Planning what?"
"The asking." Fuck. Was he planning it when he took me to the museum? When we first had sex? When I told him about my family, and he said he'd always be there for me?
"Oh... that's... great, Roman. That's really great." I tried to smile. God, I was trying so hard to smile. "You guys will have tons of fun. I just know it."
A frown suddenly took over his expression, "Skye told me you weren't going. Is that because of Adam and Leah?"
"I just don't feel like going." I brushed it off, lying again.
"I'll call you after though to tell you how it went." Yes, I'll call you after to tell you how amazing Emily is, how we danced and kissed, how sex with her is so much better. How she is so much better.
Skye told him I wasn't going. When was that? Was it a few days ago? Wait, was he going to ask me? Did Skye tell him what I told her all those things and then he decided not to?
Don't be stupid, Sienna. He said he was planning on asking for a while. Yes. Asking her.
"I-I should go." I hopped down from the ledge. "I've got class." I walked away and grimaced when I saw my underwear on the floor. I didn't trust whatever the hell was on the flooring. Great, guess I'm going commando for the rest of the day. In a skirt. Guess my day just got worse.
"Hey, are you okay?" Roman grabbed my hand as I picked up my bag. I looked back and saw his eyes full of concern.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm good, don't worry. I've just got class." I smiled.
He still held onto my hand. "We're still on for the new tutoring agreement, right?"
"Totally." I smiled and nodded. I pulled out of his grip and left the storage closet. Students were still in class, but I knew it was only a matter of minutes before the bell rang. I didn't even want to go to class anymore, so I decided to skip and get the bus home. Both my parents were at work, so it didn't matter.
When I walked out to the parking lot, I suddenly felt the urge to be sick. Not because of what just happened with Roman, but because on the car in front of me, the one and only Adam and Leah were making out. Her legs were wrapped around his hips as she perched on the hood and her hands pulled at his hair. He was practically grinding on her, keeping her thighs open with his hands, stroking the insides with his thumbs dangerously high up.
Fucking great. I shouldn't save said anything, but I did.
"Oh, get a room you fuckface clowns!" they both stopped and jumped apart. Leah's face was bright red and embarrassment reeked off her. Adam gave me a death glare. Of course he'd do that. I just defended your ass to Roman, you dipshit.
I couldn't care less, however. Instead, I rolled my eyes, flicked my hair, and walked away.