Tap tap tap

Come on, come on already! Jared thought irritably as he continued to tap his pencil against his desk. "Alright class. In a moment, I will pass out your tests. Please read over all your-"

Come on, come on you old hag, I want to get this over with! He had to ace this test. No, really, he'd be running on three legs if he didn't. Ever since the incident with his 'tutor', his mother had turned into a hawk. Everywhere he went; his mother was there, peering over his shoulder.

He hadn't seen Kim in a week; but that was partially her fault. He had no idea what she was so embarrassed about. Sure, his mom walked in on them having sex, but that didn't mean Kim had to hide in her house for the rest of her life!

"Ok class, you may begin as soon as you get your test. Good luck!" Yeah yeah yeah, hurry up lady, before I forget all of my last minute studying. The teacher had passed out the tests to the front of each row; the front students passed them back one by one.

Come on, come on, how much slower can one pass! Finally, Jared snagged the test from his peer's hand and began his test.

Jared slammed the door to his home closed. The first thing that processed in his brain was the smell of dinner in the oven. Good, he thought to himself, she was already home.

Less waiting for him.

Confidently, he stormed into the kitchen, slapped his Spanish test onto the table, and immediately went to find the nearest phone. "Oh Jared! How was-"

'Nope. Not today Mom.'

When he had found the phone, which was in the bathroom for reasons he didn't care to know, he dialed Kim's number. A few rings later, it went to voice mail.

'Oh, so that's how you want to play it?' After placing the phone back, in the living room, he tied on his shoes and shouted a hasty, "Be back in a little bit Mom!" over his shoulder. Jared was already out his door and stripping off his shirt by the time his Mom had come out of the kitchen.

Sighing, she looked down at Jared's Spanish test in her hand. A large 92 was in the corner; circled, dotted with stars, and signed with a 'Muy Bien!' below it. "You'd think he'd want to celebrate or something," she said aloud to herself.

Kim sat alone in her room, reading an extremely long, albeit extremely boring book. She was not hiding from Jared. She never noticed the 12 messages he left her on her cell phone, or the fact that he had just called two minutes ago. Nope, the ancient book that could challenge a dictionary in length had all her attention.

Sighing and rolling her eyes in defeat and denial, she closed the book and set it on her nightstand. 'Oh, look at that, it was a dictionary,' Kim noted dryly.

Lately, she just couldn't keep her focus on anything. Her mind kept replaying the moment all over again: the feel of his body, the sensation of coming so hard with Jared, and then the shock of his MOTHER catching them. How was she supposed to ever face that woman again?

What if she and Jared got married? Kim gasped- she could see Jared's mother standing and raising her glass in a toast, 'to my darling new daughter in law! May the two of them feel free to have sex whenever and wherever they so please! Thank goodness I will no longer have to see or hear that in my house anymore!' Everyone would laugh and clap with the toast while Kim would find a convenient dark hole to crawl into.

Mortified by the vision of her wedding, she curled into a ball on her bed and did a few breathing exercises. Suddenly, the sound of a knock sounded downstairs. Kim straightened her back, curious of who could be at the door.

She hoped it wasn't some girl scout. They were always crafty at getting her to buy their cookies with what little money she had. 'Oh please miss, would you just buy one box?' Then they get that pitiful look that says the rest of their sentence. 'Or are you so greedy you can't give any money for the girl standing at your door, freezing cold in nothing but a skirt, trying to feed her family of seven with the only job she can get at this age!' Even if the words never left their lips, Kim's imagination went wild.

Again, the knock sounded. 'Why! Why do you always come when my mother runs out for something?'

"Kim! Stop hiding in there, I've got something important to tell you!" 'Jared?' Kim's mind swam. 'What was he doing here? Oh yeah, to tell her something.'

Creeping off her bed, she tiptoed down stairs as if scared to see her boyfriend. When she did reach her door, she undid the lock. Her intention of hearing Jared out, and then kicking him out, flew out the door as soon as she removed her hand from the lock.

Jared through her door open, inviting himself in, then slammed the door just as quickly behind him.

"Umm, hi?" Kim tried.

Jared's hair was clumped with mud, his jeans spotted with dirt and grass stains, his facial expression feral. At her timid greeting, his entire body was a blur of motion.

He had her against a wall in seconds, his mouth latched onto hers. Kim squeaked in surprise, her hands pushing against his chest, more in shock than rejection.

Jared would have none of it, grabbing both her hands and pinning them above her head. After giving one last weak struggle against Jared's demanding lips and body, Kim caved.

Oh, had surrender never tasted so sweet.

Jared's tongue pressed up against the roof of her mouth, rubbing against her tongue and delving deeper as if searching for some unique crevice in her mouth that had yet to be explored. Kim accepted and embraced the probing muscle, her own tongue offering little resistance towards the onslaught.

Mentally, Jared was grinning at the feel of Kim body going slack beneath his.

Physically, he was tugging the edge of her shirt up and over her head. Separating their lips for the barest of seconds, he yanked her top the rest of the way off her body. Her bra followed immediately after that; the faint rip of material giving way fell on deaf ears. Their lips had a brief reunion, and then he twisted his fingers in her hair and tilted her head to the side, tilting her neck to him.

Kim hummed her appreciation as he made his way down the column of her neck. 'Breathe,' she reminded herself, knowing it would lessen the burning sensation in her lungs, but do nothing for the burning sensation starting between her legs.

'Why am I pressed against the wall of my living room?' Kim thought to herself as Jared's mouth descended further.

'Maybe I should stop him and ask- oh yes,' Kim gasped and curled her fingers in Jared's hair as his lips fastened around her nipple and applied suction. His other hand moved to cup and squeeze her other breast, pinching at her nipple. Kim arched her back as best as she could towards Jared's mouth.

With an audible 'pop', Jared moved to smatter kisses along her stomach, until he reached the waistline of her jeans. Then, they were simply unbuttoned and peeled them down her legs, her panties included.

"Jared," Kim murmured, her hands slipping from his hair to cup his face. He grunted in response, shrugging her hands away and hitching one of her legs over his shoulder. She hissed at the feel of his warm tongue slicking her cunt.

"J- Jared," she whined again as her grip tightened on his hair, her hips pushing against his face. He gave another grunt, just before fastening his lips to her clit and sucking rhythmically.

"Ahh, yes…" Kim held the 's' as she began to feel herself come undone. Jared had other plans though, as his lips relinquished their hold and he stood up to his full height.

Quick, sure fingers undid the clasp of his cut offs, and they fell to the floor with little notice or care. What did go noticed, at least by Kim, was that Jared had preferred to go commando. Maybe he had changed on his way over? That made more sense than-

He gripped her tiny waist in both of his hands and lifted her clean off the floor, then took one leg in his hand and wrapped it around himself. Her other leg followed suit, and Jared pressed himself against her center.

After a brief second of reveling in just how hot she was for him, he shifted and slipped himself inside her.

Jared's head dropped to her shoulder, a deep rumbling groan forced from somewhere deep in his chest. Kim gave a high-pitched cry her legs tightening around Jared as she unknowingly squeezed down on his shaft.

Growling, Jared began pounding her small body against the wall of her living room. Kim, already half delirious with her need to come, buried her face in the crook of his neck and tightened her grip around Jared's shoulders.

Her orgasm felt as though she'd just run straight into a brick wall. A wave of indescribable pleasure had Kim's eyes rolling back, and her teeth clamping down on Jared's shoulder, muffling her high-pitched scream.

Jared, feeling the love of his life's muscles clench unbearable tight around his cock, felt himself unravel. An unbearable wave of heat, starting from the base of his spine and spreading to the back of his skull, consumed his entire body. Gritting his teeth, Jared crushed Kim's body tight against the wall, meshing their lower half's together, and came.

To two stood there, both attempting to catch their breaths. Jared recovered first, lifting his head and brushing Kim's sex ruffled hair away from her forehead. His lips brushed against hers, red and swollen from their previous activities. The action brought Kim back to reality, her eyes opening slowly to meet Jared's gaze.

He smiled, pecking her lips again. "I got an A on my Spanish test," Jared started, his expression going from sweet to smug. Kim's eyebrows shot up in disbelief.

"That's what this was all about? That's why you barged into my house and fucked me against my living room wall?"

All smugness immediately vanished from Jared face. He leaned forward, cupping her face in both his hands, and kissed her deeply. "I didn't need the excuse of acing my test to make love to you Kim. I guess it's just that, you ignoring me for a week, plus the need for a close flat surface, is what fueled my actions."

Rolling her eyes, this time not in pleasure, she placed her hands against his chest and gave him a weak shove. "Get off you mutt, and let me get dressed," Kim said with a small smile.

"I don't think so Kim, you know how much I like to cuddle," Jared gave off a sort of purring sound, wrapping his arms around her hips and smattering Kim's neck in kisses.

Giggling, Kim bared her neck to Jared's attentions, pressing her body closer to his. She placed a hand on his cheek, and guided his pursed lips towards her own.

"Oh my God! What on earth are you doing to my daughter!?" The shrill voice of Kim's mother sounded from the front door of the house.