Study Partner

Study Partner


Erin stared wide eyed down her high school’s hall way. Her large green eyes that were hidden behind thinly shaped glasses seemed frightened at what they saw. Normally Erin got picked on for being a ‘nerd’ so she new what bully’s were. In fact there was one man in particular who seemed to pick on her more than most, and right now that man was staring at her as he walked purposefully down the hall way.

Her thin body was considered lanky and her short stature was made fun of, so she knew she could not stand up against Lane, the bully who was also a foot ball player. As Lane approched, Erin couldn’t help but freeze up like a deer caught in the head lights. Her gaze was directed at the ground as he stopped in front of her.

“Hey, did you understand why the teacher taught us in history?” He asked, his deep voice causing her to shiver with fear. Erin only nodded to his question. Lane crossed his hands on his chest, “I need you to help me out here, Little Girl, you wouldn’t mind tutoring me now would you?”

Erin gulped, for his question was a statement laced with a threat. “I-I wouldn’t m-mind.” She stuttered, her hands fiddled with the bottom of her purple shirt.

“Since I’d rather not take you to my place, we will meet at yours, around 6:00.” There was a pause and Lane lifted Erin’s face so that her frightened green eyes looked into his hard, deep blue ones. “Understood?”

“U-under s-stood.” Erin watched in horror as Lane walked away. Her heart was pounding so quickly she was afraid that she’d faint. Lane did nothing but tease her, trip her up, beat her down and even once he had hit her. To put it simply, Erin was terrified of Lane.

So that night she was practically having a panic attack. She had cleaned the house, making it spotless. She wasn’t trying to impress him, it was more to keep her occupied. She had set up the living room with books and paper for studying and even had some snacks out just in case. Her plain, long, brown hair moved around her as she paced back and forth, biting her nails in nervousness, then she froze as the clocked chimed reminding her that it was 6:00.

Like some horrid demon that was summoned from hell, Erin heard Lane knock on her door, he had arrived. She took in a deep breath, she could do this, and headed to the door to let him in. As he walked past her in silence, with his back pack on his shoulder, Erin closed the door and followed him into her living room.

“This is a pretty nice place, Little Girl, are you here all by yourself?” Lane asked as he placed his bag on the floor near the couch.

“Yeah, you should remember. You’ve made fun of me about being an orphan for years.” She stated sadly as she took a seat on the floor near the coffee table.

Lane sat near the couch on the floor, opposite of where Erin was sitting at the low coffee table. His hard blue eyes looked at her for a moment, before he said, “Lets get with the studying, I don’t want to be here all night.”

Erin opened her history book and Lane did the same. “The chapter that we are going to be tested on is on page 356.” She waited until Lane was on the page, “So what do you have a problem with, memorization?” Erin tried to act calmly and naturally as she helped him study.

After half and hour of studying, Lane became frustrated and slammed his book shut, “Damn its too much to keep in!” He ran his hands through his hair in frustration.

Erin was fairly startled by this action, “W-why don’t we t-take a break?”

Lane stretched and leaned back against the couch, “That sounds good, got any food?”

Erin nodded and headed off to the kitchen. She had been calm for a while, up until Lane had thrown his fit, now her heart was racing in fear again. She got a bowl of chips and a soda for Lane before she headed back into the living room. She placed the bowl and drink on the table in front of Lane before going to sit in her spot, but Lane grabbed her arm.

“You know it’s hard for me to get help from you when you sit so far away.” Erin looked at Lane cautiously before he continued, “Why don’t you sit by me?”

Erin swallowed her fear an nodded. Lane let go of her arm and she moved her book to the edge of the table and went to sit down, but Lane grabbed her again. She fell down right beside him, instead of just sitting at the side of the table. Their bodies were touching which made Erin very, very nervous.

She tried to pull away but Lane still had a hold of her arm, “L-let go, please.”

Lane chuckled but let go. Erin only moved to get her book, but she then went back to sit by Lane. She made sure not to touch him.

Lane opened his soda and took a large gulp, “You shouldn’t be scared of me, Little Girl. It’s not like I’m going to hurt you for helping me study.” Lane then went back to drinking and eating his snacks.

Erin didn’t believe him and her nerves were killing her. Since she had nothing to do, she decided that she would put up her hair in a bun. As she did, her elbow hit Lane’s wrist and his drink spilled down his shirt. Erin quickly turned to him with a frightened face, “Oh my gosh! I-I’m sorry!”
Quickly she grabbed the paper towels that were on the table and leaned over Lane to begin trying to dry the drink off his shirt. Her dabbing went lower and lower until she blushed, stopping herself as she realized what she was doing. She moved back to look him in the eyes, which were staring at her in an interesting way.

“Erin, I didn’t know you liked me like that.” He stated smugly.

Erin’s heart stopped for a moment, Lane never called her by her real name. “I, uh, I mean it was an accident…”

Lane seemed entertained by her stuttering and laughed, “Do you have a change of clothes or something?”

Erin frowned, “No, you wouldn’t fit in my clothes…” Her eyes widened as Lane began to lift his shirt over his head and take it off. “W-what are you doing!”

Lane threw his shirt at Erin who reflexively caught it. “Obviously my shirt is wet, you have a washing machine don’t you?”

Erin nodded and understood. Getting up she took his shirt to go wash it. She stared at the washing machine as she started it. This was odd, and very uncomfortable. Lane was mean to her, he made fun of her, so why did he want her to sit by him? Why did he…

Erin shook it off and walked back into the living room, but paused before she entered. Lane had his shirt off, and he was wiping off the remaining stickiness of the soda off of him. She blushed and shook it off before walking in. She casually took her seat next to Lane and opened her book, “Are you ready to continue studying?”

Lane leaned back and put his hands on the couch behind them so that one laid behind Erin’s head. “Yeah, go ahead.”

Erin, having calmed herself, turned some pages in her book and began to read off the information to Lane, answering any of his questions. While her focus was in the history book, Lane’s focus was on Erin’s elegant neck that was normally covered by her long brown hair. He lifted his hand and cupped the back of her neck with his large hand.

Erin instantly stopped reading the history book and stiffened. Cautiously she turned to face Lane who still had his hand on her neck, his thumb running up and down the side of it. “Your not s-studying…”

Lane grinned making Erin blush, “You should ware your hair up more often.”

Erin frowned, finally getting frustrated with him she turned to him and yelled, “Your suppose to be studying history, not me! Do you want to fail!?”

She froze when Lane’s gaze seemed to harden, every alarm in her body told her to take it all back, to run or to hide. Quickly she tried to move away from him, but before she could get to her feet, Lane pulled her to him. Losing her balance, Erin reached out, her hands landing on his shoulders. She was no longer sitting but on her knees.

She tried to push away, but Lane’s arm circled around her waist and pushed her back to him. She fell awkwardly and ended up sitting on one of his legs, her hands against his chest, and her head near his neck. Still in a state of panic, Erin froze and was stiff in his arms.

“I told you that I wasn’t going to hurt you Erin.” Lane growled angrily as he stroked her back with his hand.

“I f-find that h-hard to believe.” Erin stuttered, not from fear this time, but from the fact that his lips were very close to her ear and neck.

Lane only hummed in response, his hand still running up and down her back. Erin began to blush from the way she was seated on Lane, her legs spread wide as she straddled his thickly muscled thy; and her hands were touching his naked bronzed chest. Bully or not, Lane was an attractive man.

She took in a startled breath when she felt Lane’s lips touch her neck. She bit her lip as he gently moved his teeth across her delicate skin, then ran his warm tongue up her neck. She shivered when he bit her ear and began to tease her lobe. It was when he started to kiss her cheek that she snapped back to reality.

“Wait, stop…” She said halfheartedly as she tried to pull away.

She pulled away enough to look Lane in the eyes. His normally harsh blue eyes seemed warm and almost inviting. How had he changed so suddenly? “Why?” He asked as his hand came up too take off her glasses.

“B-because we are suppose to be studying for our history test…I can’t see without those.” She said the last part as he placed her glasses on the coffee table.

“You can’t see far away.” He stated before saying, “And your answer isn’t good enough.”

Erin’s heart raced as Lane placed his lips on hers, and she couldn’t help but let out a small squeak as his hand that was on her back, went down to grab her rear. Lane moved away and Erin stared in confusion at her enemy. Lane only chuckled at her odd look, before moving both of them down to the carpeted floor.

Lane was now on top of Erin and between her spread legs, his hands placed by her shoulders. “Now I can ravish you here on the floor, or up in you bed. Its your choice.”

Erin blushed but still looked at him confused, “What are you…ravish me? Your not going to do anything!” She said a bit angrily as she tried to move away.

Lane, obviously being stronger than Erin, pinned down her wrists with one hand successfully keeping her still. “Alright, but don’t blame me when you get rug burns.”

Erin’s eyes went wide as Lane leaned down, his free hand on her hip, and placed his lips on hers once again. As Lane slid out his tongue to lick her lip and gently bite at it, Erin slowly closed her eyes at the sensation and opened her mouth to him. Their tongue’s touched, moving against one another erotically, and sending pleasure coursing through both of their bodies.

Lane continued to ‘ravish’ her mouth, touching and caressing any part he could, until Erin turned away to gasp for air. Lane smirked at what he saw beneath him: Erin’s eyes were half closed and glazed over, her cheeks were red with a blush and her mouth was swollen from his kisses. Erin was panting lightly as Lane began to kiss and nip at her neck. Erin only groaned in objection as Lane decided to suck at her neck, giving her an obvious mark there.
Lane then pulled away and began to lift Erin’s shirt off of her. Still slightly dazed, Erin did nothing to object. From a side wise glance, Erin watched Lane carefully as he unfastened her bra from the front. Shyly her gaze moved away from Lane as she was exposed to him. She hadn’t moved from her position when Lane had had her hands above her head and she felt completely helpless and exposed.

She shivered as his large hands were placed high on her ribs and she felt his breath on her breast. She let out a loud gasp as he licked over her hardened nipple before taking it into his mouth to suck on. “Oh,” She said shakily as he continued to suck lightly bite at her breasts.

She had dreamt of things like this, but not with Lane and not with him being so slow and loving about it. It confused her but made her heart race even faster. As Lane’s hands went to unbutton her pants her breathing became hindered and she felt her mind spin. She had to stop this, it wasn’t right. Lane sat up and began to take her pants and underwear off her hips when she objected, “Wait, Lane think about what y-your doing…”

Lane didn’t stop but continued to take off her clothes, “I know what I’m doing, Erin. I’m going to take off your clothes, then I’m going to touch you in ‘naughty’ places, and finally I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name.”

Erin stared at Lane in wide eyed shock. At his words a nasty snake of lust curled its way into her stomach and began to burn hungrily, “But, wh-why?”

Lane spread her legs and moved lower to be between them, “Because I like you.” With one hand still on her knee, Lane used his free hand to touch her wetness.

Erin’s slightly lifted head, fell back to the floor as she let out a strangled moan, catching her breath she said, “But, you don’t like me!”

It was hard for her to concentrate with Lane moving two fingers against her clitoris, but she listened as he answered, “Says who?”

She let out a frustrated groan before moving her hips against his hand, “S-says you!”

When Lane stopped and pulled his hand away, Erin looked at him only to see him licking his wet fingers, “I never said that.” He stated before asking, “Have you ever touched yourself before?”

Erin blushed fiercely at the question, “Of c-course I have!” She let out another moan as he inserted a finger into her. “But if you like me, then why p-pick on me?” Her words were breathy as she asked this.

Lane continued to finger her as he answered, “Hasn’t anyone told you, boys tease you when they like you.” Lane then added a second finger, making Erin’s hips move against his hand.

“No,” She answered, sounding like she had run a race, “No ones *pant* told me that.” With her eyes closed she didn’t notice Lane moving lower between her legs. It was only when he spread her lower lips wide and licked her that she knew where he was.

“Lane!” She shouted in surprise at his action.

Lane didn’t answer for his mouth was occupied with stimulating her. His fingers continued to move in and out of her, stretching and preparing her for what was to come. Erin’s hips moved against him in slow, strong movements. When Lane moved away, he licked his lips at what he saw.

Erin had one hand on her breast and one by her mouth, her face was red and her body was covered in love bites that he had given her, her legs were spread, and she was no longer stiff and objective about his motives. As he unzipped his pants, he watched her intensely.

Erin’s eyes moved over to look at Lane as his hands moved to his pants. She couldn’t tear her curious gaze away from his waist as he lowered his pants revealing his nakedness to her. She whimpered at seeing his full size, for he was already hard and dripping with precum. Lane moved between her legs, letting the head of his cock rub against her teasingly.

“Lane,” She whispered hotly, getting his attention, “Please, just be careful.”

Lane nodded, his short black hair falling in his face slightly as he leaned over her. He supported himself on one arm as he used the other to position himself at her entrance. Before he pushed into her he turned to lock his gaze with hers, “Just relax, Little Girl.”

Erin nodded and Lane began to push into her slowly. Inch by inch he filled her, stretching her more and more as he move into her. Erin bit her lip when their hips came into contact and Lane was fully inside of her. She felt full, stretched and awkward. It wasn’t like any of the ‘toys’ she had used.

“You ready?” He asked breathlessly and Erin nodded. Slowly he moved out before he quickly thrust back into her.

Her mouth was opened in a silent moan as he continued his slow rhythm. Erin moved her hips with his and her hands went up to Lane’s large shoulders. It was when Lane made eye contact with Erin that she moaned out loud, “Oh God, you’re really inside me!”

It was a statement that made Lane loose his control and he began to move with in her faster and faster. Erin held on to Lane as their movements became hurried. While Lane grit his teeth and groaned, Erin moaned loudly repeating, “Oh,” and, “Yeah.” over and over again.
Erin felt her climax rising and her hands gripped Lane’s shoulders tightly as he pounded into her. Her eyes widened and her back arched as she began to repeat his name, “Lane, oh god LANE!”

Her body stiffened as her climax hit, her muscles began pulsing around him. With a few more thrusts Lane released inside of her with a grunted, “Damn, Erin!”

Lane moved out of Erin and looked down at her used, limp, and messy body before getting some paper towel’s to clean her up. Erin groaned lazily at the action but she didn’t have the strength to fully object. He helped sit her up before kissing her on the cheek and getting up and walking away.

Erin couldn’t see well without her glasses and quickly grabbed for them to see where he had gone. But by the time she had them back on, Lane was walking back into the living room with his dried shirt in hand and his pants were back on. He put on his shirt before he packed up his books.

He slung his bag over his shoulder before turning to look at Erin, “Thanks for the history lesson, Little Girl. See you at school tomorrow.” He grinned and with that he left her alone in her house.

Drowsy and drained of energy, Erin made her way to her bed and instantly fell into a deep sleep.