Chapter 61: Chapter 61

It feels good that someone believes in me. Even when I don’t.

“I won’t keep it, I’m not going to use it anyway.”

‘Just take it, at least? I promise that this will be the last thing you’ll receive from me.”

I sighed, “Fine.” I grabbed it and put it in my bag. not wanting to argue anymore, "When will Ms.Jennifer return, sir?” I change the topic.

“About three months, I suppose,” I muttered a curse under my breath.

His lips formed a pout, “Are you that sad to see me again?”

“No sir, it’s just…you are the dean.”

“Yes, and? I like to teach students.”

“I understand, but calling me like this will only escalate rumors.’

“Rumor? What rumors?”

“They say I am seducing you just for my tuition. So, please. sir, stop calling for me like this.”

“I understand, how about we meet outside the school?”

I blinked, “I don’t quite understand?”

“How did you want to make me your friend?”

“Because you’re the only person who saw me as equal. Some would pity me for being in a wheelchair, some would take advantage of me, but you didn't. You would look directly into my eye like a normal person”

"Because you are a normal one. I don't see the need to treat you specially."

"good because I like that." He said. "No more special treatments.."

"Yes, then do that to me too. No special treatments."

He raises his eyebrow, "Ah, you are an exemption."

"why not? You're only making my life here harder."

He smirked his hand grabbing my chin as his eyes pierced through me. You're a bit slow for a smart student. Isn’t it obvious that I like you?”

"What?" Like me? What is there to like about me?

"When you got into a hospital, do you remember who paid for you?"

I shook my head, how did he know I got hospitalized?

He breathed deeply, “I do not want to reveal this to you sooner, but I paid for your hospital bills.”

“why are you doing that?”

“Because I love you.”

I blinked, “What? I will report you to the office This is against the school codes.”

He stood up, grabbed my chin, and sensually touched my cheek. “What codes? Honey, I am the law here.”

I bit my lip, “This is harassment?”

“Oh? But you like me.” He said, his hands drawing patterns on my lips and caressing them softly.

I shook my head, “What? In your face! Because-“

I suddenly got quiet as he pulled me up and locked me in a cage with his hands.

His blue eyes stared right through me, trying to make me lost, “Again? I can’t hear you.” I could feel his warm breath fanning over my face. his warm minty scent seducing me as his hands moved to my cheeks.

He’s leaning toward me, and I closed my eyes, anticipating the kiss.

“Push me if you dislike this.” He mumbled, “And kiss me if you want me.”

I glanced at his soft lips. They were too sexy for me now that I gulped.

I looked back up again. I can't believe we are this close, panting and hungry for each other. It’s like we are hungry animals, but waiting for each other to make the first move.

“what if neither?” I asked. I can't imagine that I would be in this position so soon. Being his friend and him making a move on me like this is entirely different!

I mean of course he would sometimes make some suggestive remarks and jokes but that’s just it!

I am afraid that we would pass the friendship line and once it does, things won’t return to the way it once was.

And I do not want to risk losing that. Of course. It felt a bit weird to have a friend like him, but being more than just a friend to him is a bit over the line.

I am afraid this would cause drawbacks on my part. I cannot allow that to happen.

He softly leaned in and claimed my lips for a second, going in for a kiss... I closed my eyes, savoring his scent but he suddenly stopped.

“Am I not overstepping any boundaries?”

“You’re crossing the friendship line,” I stated honestly.

“I am. Would you allow me to?” he asked, “What should we do to this tension?”

***

It was all too quick and fast that I was not prepared. I did not know myself that night.

I sat by Rameo’s lap in his wheelchair as his hands were all over me. His hands do wonders as they rub on my privates, his mouth alternating to kissing my plump breasts and puffy lips. My cheeks were reddened from the heat and we were both panting.

I could feel his member straight shot up and upright, eager for me.

“You’re hard,” I mumbled.

“Yes, call out my name, and let’s see what it will do to you, Z.”

I gulped, “Rameo.”

He paused, “Say that again. Louder.”

“Rameo.” I could feel his hard and erect member throbbing and growing larger as I said his name. I gulped, afraid to see it, and both excited.

“Ugh, you sound sexy. You’re so beautiful, Z.”

I breathed deeply, kissing him, “Were you always like this?”

He shook his head, ‘A few times, back in my active healthy self.”

I blinked, and couldn’t help but suddenly imagine the thought of him walking. He’s too intimidating and hot in this wheelchair, what more so when he could walk again?

my face flushed red more, as. if it's possible and I felt our bodies colliding as our sweat combined. I stood up from him and removed his buttons, pulling his black long pants down. He watched me while I did it, eyes never leaving me.

And when he was in his underwear only, I could see his throbbing member greeting me.

I stared at t and smirked, “I thought this part here couldn’t get up too?”

“What? A limp like me couldn’t get excited seeing a sexy woman in front of me?” He teased me and I kneeled to the ground in front of him.

“what are you doing?” He looked confused, and when he saw me holding his thigh slowly, he instantly realized it.

“no, no. Ziara, stop it. I should be the one seducing you.”

I raised my eyebrows, my hands drawing near his member, “what? I’m just gonna touch it.”

he groaned, I can’t help but think of all the nicknames my schoolmate gave me.

Slut.. Whore.

I hated being called that.

But funny how fast time flies. I am one now. As my hand softly glided on the tip of Rameor’s member, he shuddered.

‘’I wonder if this would wipe off that smirk on your face?” I mumble out loud.

“stop… teasing me.”

“I’m not. I am just curious. ou started ths, Rameo.”

“damn, Ziara.”

I never did this to any man before, except for that night in the club where I lost my virginity but we do have to count that given I count remember what I did that night. but with him, I felt like doing it.

As my hands felt the oozing liquid escaping from the tip of his member, I gently moved up and down and he trembled.

I couldn’t help but watch his whole expression, his face, and body, and the way he reacts to my touch. I felt like I am superior to her, like I have the power and control over us. and it oozes my confidence.

I wonder what will my female professors and my stomates think the moment they know of this.

that I was able to get the initiating and hot dean, under my hands?

The evil thought popped I my head and I smirked.

I kept on going as Rameo was near finishing, and when he was, I was shaken to see that he was still hard.

I thought it was finished and we were done when he suddenly said, “This is not fair. You made me feel go, I want to make you feel good too. Sit on my face. Sit on your throne.”