part three to my short story TA Madge, Student Gale in One Hundred Stories it's here because it's smut.

"I don't do this. I want you to know that."

I withdraw from the crook of her neck. "Do what?" I asked before pressing a kiss to her warm skin.

"I don't have sex with guys that aren't my boyfriend. This is the first time."

I smoothed down her hair. "I was under the impression that we were together now," I said sheepishly. I wasn't good with this kind of thing. I hadn't really ever had a serious relationship (if this was that I didn't really know). It was particularly hard starting up a relationship when you were away for long periods of time. I'd learned from the other guys to just wait until you were done with your tour.

She sat up, leaning on her elbows. "Really?"

I placed a kiss on her soft mouth. "Yeah, I already told you that I like you and I can't stop thinking about you. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since the beginning of the semester. So yes I mean it."

"So I'm your girlfriend?'

I nodded, leaning in to kiss the edge of her jaw. "If you want to be."

"I want to be."

"Well that's good."

She grinned at me, kissing me on the mouth, she pushed forward, leaning over me so that I was now lying on my back. Her fingers lingered on the edge of my shirt, lifting it over my head.

"Eager much, Teach?"

She grinned, sucking on my neck.

"You know I always imagined us doing it on your desk."

"My desk?" She murmured into my skin.

"Yeah you know that big hunk of oak you teach behind or sit on sometimes."

She removed herself from the crook of my neck, giving me this cute little look. "That would never work. There's a class right after ours."

I sighed, still smiling. "Alright what about your office?"

"Gale!" She slapped me on the chest. "You've been in there. There's like four other TAs in there!"

"I wasn't saying that we had to do it in there. I was just saying that's how I imagined it."

She narrowed her eyes at me, a smile still on her lips. "I feel like you're imagining me in a pencil skirt and sky-high heels. Am I wearing red lipstick? My hair in a bun? Glasses?"

I grinned wolfishly at her. "I am now."

"What did you imagine then?" She whispered, her eyes darting away from mine.

"Okay maybe the skirt and the red lipstick would definitely be a plus. You didn't mention a ruler. The hair? Yes, definitely. How else are you going to undo it and shake it out for me?"

She leaned back, throwing her hair up in a bun and stared me in the eyes while undoing it and shaking the blonde curls out. So. Fucking. Sexy.

My hands unconsciously grip her hips. "Mmm, Teach you're really going above and beyond."

She starts giggling. "That was really silly wasn't it? I'm sorry. That was a bit ridiculous."

"Ridiculous?" I am baffled. I move forward grabbing her face in my hands.

"That was literally the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life."

"You're lying," her blue eyes are darting away, looking at everything in my apartment other than me.

"I'm serious. You're sexy, Madge. You don't have to be giving me a strip show for me to think that."

"What have I ever done that has been sexy?"

"Are you serious? Just ten minutes when you looped your fingers through my belt loops if I were ten years younger I would've come in my pants!"

"You're just saying that."

"Madge when you get to know me you'll come to know that I do not sugarcoat things. I don't lie to make people feel better. I just can't. It's not in my nature. So no, I honestly mean that I almost came when you did that and that you're the sexiest woman I know."

She leaned up to kiss me, pressing my back onto the mattress. Her kisses were a lot more confident. She wasn't tentative anymore. Her lips moving against mine, her hands moving to exactly wherever she wanted them to be. They finally met my jeans and she began unbuttoning them, bringing them down to my knees. I kicked them off. Our lips hadn't left each other's at all until I realized there was fabric underneath my fingertips and I pulled away from her.

"Hey," I murmured my lips moving back to her neck. I could talk and kiss easy. It was weird; it was like I couldn't not kiss her. "I'm feeling lonely being the only one practically naked." She had left me in only my boxers.

She grinned at me, kissing me on the lips. "But you look so good like this."

"And I'm more than sure you will look even better when you're down to your skivvies too."

She was still on top of me when she removed her blouse, showing her lacey tank top underneath. I fingered the silky fabric. "How many layers are you even wearing? I get it's cold, but damn."

"Ha ha. My blouse was sheer. Everyone would've gotten a good look at everything if I wasn't wearing it."

I leaned up kissing her collarbones. "You're right. I don't want anyone seeing my Teach, but me."

Madge giggled, her fingers raking through my hair. She pushed me back, giving me a great view while she removed her tank top and shook out her hair. Her long hair was in the way of seeing her bra, so I pushed it behind her shoulders. I needed to get a good look at her from this angle. It's a good thing I did make sure to see her because she was looking fucking amazing. Her bra was lacey and this super pretty purple color that looked great against her pale skin. Fuck.

She rolled over, now laying next to me and shimmied out of her jeans, revealing creamy white thighs and a pair of the sexiest legs I have ever seen. My fingers reached out to meet her hip, running over the lacey material that made up the matching panties to her bra. I rubbed circles over the sharp bones.

By this time her breath was as ragged as mine. I felt Madge lean into me, wrapping her arms around me while her mouth made its way to my neck, kissing up then down toward my shoulder. I felt her pause, pressing a long kiss to my shoulder before her teeth scraped over my skin before biting down. I groaned as her tongue came out to soothe the bite.

Her hands came down, creeping down my sides before bringing my boxers down to my knees again. I then kicked them off. I felt my dick being pressed against her stomach. I was aware of her soft skin against it. I grabbed Madge's face in mine, my breath hard. "I need to be inside of you now."

"You have a condom right?"

I nodded, digging through my nightstand until I found the foil.

Madge nodded and began to bring her hands behind her, but I stopped her, so my hands could make their way around her and undo the clasp of her bra. One hand rubbed at the newly exposed skin, while the other slid down her soft skin, down to her panties so I could bring them down to her knees. It was her turn to shimmy.

We were lying on our sides, turned into each other so we were taking our time looking at each other. I saw Madge's blue eyes move up and down my body. Mine were doing the same thing, moving down to her cute tiny feet before moving up her shapely legs, to her flat stomach, round breasts, and back to her beautiful face.

I couldn't take it any more so I grabbed her waist, pulling her toward me. I leaned down to kiss her, and felt Madge move us so she was on top again. Fine by me. When her soft hand finally touched my dick to roll on the condom, I didn't think I could be any harder. I moaned. But then when I actually was inside of her that moan turned into a swear word.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her body against mine while kissing me passionately.

My hand sought out her breast and when it found it I slowly pressed her back. I wanted to see her, watch her body move, not just feel it, and see her chest rise and fall. It was a different thing entirely.

I kept my eyes on hers. I tried to keep my blinking to a minimum. I didn't want to miss a thing, not the biting of her lip, nor a look of pure lust sent my way. All of that was mine to file away into my mind for the future.

I moved forward, wrapping my arms around her torso, my lips kissing every inch of available skin. "I want to kiss every inch of you." I felt her grin against the crook of my neck. "Less. I want to kiss every millimeter of skin. I don't want to leave any chance of missing any part of you."

"I'm going to hold that to you."

My thrusts were a bit more erratic now. I was getting close.

"Fuck. Hold it to me, Madge. I always make good on all my promises."

I felt a moan reverberate into my skin and that was my undoing. I continued thrusting; making sure Madge was undone as well. She bit into my shoulder again (the other one) and I was sure she had reached her peak as well.

"That was amazing," I said while lying myself back onto the bed, taking Madge with me.

Madge nuzzled herself into my chest. "I can't wait for you to make good on that promise."

I swore. "Shit Teach, give me a few minutes to recuperate."

I grinned, feeling her laugh into my side.

I was just as excited as she was to make good on my promises.