It was the first time I used the emergency stairs at the faculty, a 5-story building where both teachers and students us

It was the first time I used the emergency stairs at the faculty, a 5-story building where both teachers and students usually use escalators or elevators to get around. And to my detriment, I will say that I was not using them to be healthier, or because other means of mobility were not working. I used them for the first time in the 3 years I had been at university because, practically, I had been running away from my boyfriend Daniel, with whom I had a relationship for approximately the same time. It had all started a few weeks ago, and I think it was my fault: precisely because of the long time we had been dating, we had a lot of trust in each other, we practically took turns going to our parents' houses to sleep at that point in the game, we told each other almost everything, anyway. However, during those days we were very busy with our respective academic commitments and we hardly saw each other, except for the few classes we had together. In one of those classes we had to form work pairs to make a file of a fictitious case, and each of the members of the pair was a plaintiff or defendant, and as always I expected that we would work together to carry out the task. But this time it wasn't like that. Since Daniel arrived late, we sat at opposite ends of the classroom, and when it was time to choose partners and I went to him, and he to me, to decide everything regarding the work, Carolina (a university classmate) got in the way, and I don't know how or when, they ended up as a couple for the aforementioned work. I was left at a distance, and a little cut off, because my boyfriend had magically forgotten me to work with Carolina, when one of my closest friends who was also taking that subject approaches me and asks me to be his partner, since he has noticed that Daniel already has one. Logically, I accepted his kind offer, and things stayed there. Although it is true that I had cut myself a little, I was not upset with Daniel, but it seemed a little strange to me, since since we had not seen each other very often lately, the normal thing would have been to pair up in class to spend time together, even if it was studying. When we leave class we hold hands. I didn't ask him anything about the working groups. Approximately three weeks passed, in which we saw each other about 5 times in total, not including the classes we had together. We were both up to our necks in university work, and he also had to meet Carolina to do the work on the fictitious file. That broke me inside, but I didn't say anything to him because I knew I was worrying about nonsense. I know Daniel loves me. Even so, he couldn't help but feel tremendous jealousy for all the time they shared together. One day, around 7 pm, I had just left one of my study groups to meet Daniel. We had agreed to meet at 7:30, but we finished before, so I went to the meeting room. As I was getting closer, I heard a couple of voices. I was surprised because I thought Daniel would be alone, and without being able to avoid it, I prepared to listen to what they were saying. The other voice was female. I knew her, it was Carolina's voice. I listened even more. -...I have to tell you something. - she told him. I looked out the door window a little. From there they couldn't see me. He was face to face, with a desk in between. -What thing? - The bitch looked the other way, pretending to be a dead fly. -You... I like you. - Fuck. Bile rose in my throat as I waited for my boyfriend's response to that statement. -I like you too! -Fuck and re-fuck. I was shocked. Daniel didn't love me anymore? -Really? -The stupid girl put on a hyena smile. -So you're going to break up with Natalia?- Daniel's face changed, and he took her hands. -Look Caro... -But what is happening here?- I burst into the classroom like a hurricane. Daniel was shocked. -Natalia, what are you doing here? We agreed to meet in half an hour. -Ah already. Now it's my fault for arriving early. Don't worry. I'll leave you to continue doing your things. -Natalia! Wait! I didn't wait for him, I ran out, entering the area of the emergency stairs. I ran down one floor, aware that Daniel was coming after me. I didn't want to face it. -Natalia! stop now! Listen to me! -No! "Leave me!" I shouted as I continued going down. On one of the breaks, he finally caught up to me. He grabbed my arm and turned me to face him. Suddenly he wedged me between him and the wall. -Listen to me. - he ordered me. -No. - I answered him, avoiding his gaze. -Yeah.- From one moment to the next, the situation excited me and I got wet immediately, I couldn't help it. Those dark stairs, so late in college, knowing we were alone, but with a minimal chance of being found, being so upset with him. Daniel always so decent, with me. It was something unique that we had never tried. And again, it was so exciting. Being so furious with Daniel, and at the same time wanting him to sink his tongue into my mouth with such vehemence, was surreal. But it was happening. He had me imprisoned, but I had stopped being a prisoner a long time ago. He was excited too. He started by pressing his crotch against my lower abdomen, it was so hard, like I hadn't felt it in a long time. With both of his arms on either side of my head, he looked so dangerously sexy! I saw his eyes, which told me how much he wanted me, and I just wanted to feel his skin against mine, kiss his gaze, bite it. He lowered one of his arms to lift one of my legs around his hip, opening me for him, and then put my arms, until now inert, above my head, while he held them with one hand. He caressed my lower back, bringing it closer to his boiling, wonderful body. My breasts became more sensitive with the passing of the seconds, feeling his agitated breathing, as agitated as mine. Our gazes did not stop devouring each other, until he broke contact by lowering his head, caressing my face with his somewhat aquiline nose. I love that he does it, it's so soft, it makes me feel too much. A moment later we were eating each other's mouths, tongues and teeth, while each one pushed their respective hips towards the opposite body. It didn't take long for the heat to explode, and we still had our clothes on. Thank goodness I was wearing a skirt that day, so he only had to hike it up to my hips to feel my warmth through my underwear. He turned my back to one side, keeping me pinned to the wall with just his hip, and wrapped my other leg around him. I was floating. That direct contact with his cock had me delirious. I wanted it inside me. Let him know that he can only be mine, that no one else can have him; in the same way that no one else can have me, because I am his. He practically had me at his mercy, pressed against the wall, letting me do his thing. He untied the belt that held his pants with the hand that was holding my wrists, freeing them, so I wanted to take the opportunity to put them around his neck. I wanted to hug him, and I wanted to mark him once again with my nails, as always happens when we make love. I caressed the back of his neck, and the swirl of hair at the end, I ran my hands up his head, pulling his hair, drawing him even closer to me. I bit her mouth, her lips. God, I wanted to eat him, devour him. He broke free of my kiss to go down my chin, leaving light kisses in his wake, and concentrating on the crook of my neck, sucking and biting. How I was wearing. I lowered one of my hands down his neck, his chest, our warmth. I was still wearing my panties, while he had put aside his underwear. Silk against marble, his stiff cock seemed to me. I put her aside to push aside my panties, and then take her in my hand again. I wanted it inside, but first I wanted to play a little. I began to rub his glans against my erect, pink clitoris, which Daniel facilitated by pushing against my body. We stayed like that for a couple more minutes, until the pleasure became unbearable. Directing his cock towards my entrance and pushing myself with my legs wrapped around his waist, I introduced him into me. At that moment I thought it was possible to die of pleasure. I felt like we were melting, as he penetrated me again and again, and drank the sweat from my breasts. But I also felt anger, jealousy, envy. I didn't want to share it. It was only mine. I said so, taking his face in my hands and looking into his eyes. His pupils were dilated, and my statement surprised him. He stood still, a bewildered expression on his face. "You are mine too," he told me with his hoarse voice, while he immersed himself again in my depths, and then devoured my mouth. I stopped feeling anger, to feel him. His mouth exploring me, his weight pressing me against the wall. The moans contained so that they would not discover us growing in our chests. His pace accelerating and the pleasure growing. Finally we came between labored breaths and mutual bites, caressing and kissing. I lowered my legs from his hips with the help of him, stabilizing us. I didn't want to see his face. Such possessive statements have never been my style, especially when we make love. I'm not usually so imperious at those times either. My face was burning with embarrassment at my behavior, and as we redressed our clothes, he noticed. -What's the matter? Why do you hide your face? "I'm not hiding anything," I challenged him, raising my face. -Why are you so red? -I...I -You're still upset with me... - he said, interrupting me. -I... -I was so embarrassed that I finally ran out of our hiding place on the stairs, out into the main building. "Wait, let's talk!" He stopped me by grabbing my arm. I couldn't take it anymore, so I spat the words at him -But what do you want us to talk about? Yes I saw you with Carolina. Holding hands. Telling him that you liked him. When you are so modest that it is difficult for you to have public displays of affection with me! I'm tired of staying silent, and putting up with you messing around with her all the time. Damn, if you don't love me anymore, you tell me and that's it, we finish this and you're free! -Natalia, what are you talking about? I took her hand to explain to her that I love you, so it wouldn't be so hard for her. -Brilliant! You consider everyone except me, you don't care what I feel or what I think. Let's see, tell me, why did you spend so much time with her lately, especially if she could tell she liked you? -I'm stupid. "I realized that until today," he responded, looking down. -But... But... -Look, I agreed to do the fictitious file with her because we are together in another class and she asked me for my notes, she didn't understand them, and she also asked me to explain them to her. I thought it was easier to do both at the same time. Why didn't you tell me before that it bothered you so much? We could have solved this sooner. -For an idiot. "Not to bother you," I answered much calmer. "I, in part, wanted to make you a little jealous too," Daniel confessed to me with his eyes lowered. -That? You practically dumped me to make me jealous? With an old woman who drools over you? - I yelled at him like crazy. I didn't see that coming. -But why? When have I made you doubt what I feel for you? -Never, or well, not consciously. But it seems like you don't mind being away from me. - Damn, and here I thought I was the insecure one in the relationship. Such a confession already had me defeated. And Daniel had that helpless look. What a desire to hug him. -Love, but I'm the jealous one here. I love you. "And if I didn't tell you before how jealous I was, I was stupid," I said, cuddling. -Forgive me for being such an idiot, but I always want you with me. I didn't realize until we started spending so much time apart. I miss you. - Pausing, he looked around, and seeing that almost no one was looking at us, he came closer to me, taking me by the waist. -And yet, I don't regret what just happened. Not even what I told you. You are mine. You always will be. - for god's sake. How sweet Daniel was. I wanted to eat it with a spoon. -Yeah. -I said putting my arms around his neck. -I am yours. You are mine too.- I didn't say it as a question, but as a statement. -We belong to each other.- I gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. -So burn in corny hell! We left the chatter for another time, and we kissed once more. A short and sweet kiss. We hugged each other, and leaning up, I whispered in his ear - My life, I want to be with you again, but this time in a place where we can moan to our liking. - I finished with a simple kiss on the neck, inhaling his masculine smell that mixed with his sweat. He looked at me amazed, but then he smiled at me -Let's go to my house, I'm still in love with you too.