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‘And this is exactly why I’m going to enjoy every single second of this so much. Knowing that you’ll hate every moment of it.’ The mere concept turned me on so strongly that I was already imagining her lips moaning on my hardened cock.
Though I couldn’t do that there.
But I could sure improvise.
I didn’t give her any verbal instructions, just searched for her small hand to guide it to its rightful place.
‘Are you fucking crazy!?’ The shock in her voice made things that much better. She was almost ready to scream with the entire classroom in attendance.
Oh, the fun was about to begin!
‘Yes,’ I answered. I was fucking crazy, and taking her hand to mold right on the shape of my erection was living proof of that.
Her instinct was to redraw her arm, probably run away as far as she could, but I noticed right in time to stop her.
My free arm fastened around her, reaching for the side of her breast, ‘Don’t complicate things for yourself.’ If she wouldn’t obey, I was to move over her shirt right on top of the round shape of her tits. But she was going to listen. I felt it from the way her hand softened in mine, preparing for some skin-on-skin contact.
My palm moved hers through the material of the jeans and right above my twitching shaft, slower, then faster until the rhythm was getting my teeth to clench and an obnoxious knot to form in the back of my throat. Before I knew it, she was moving on her own, so well that it was almost like I kept guiding her.
I couldn’t deny that it was fun while it lasted, but I wanted much more than some dry handjob. I needed skin-on-skin contact, ‘You do know how to unfasten a button, do you?’
She was almost trembling with molten embarrassment brewing through every cell in her body, yet she couldn’t deny me. Her hand slowly advanced to the hems of my jeans, reaching for that damn button I wanted so badly undone.
As if I was cursed, she randomly moved around it, trying to pull it open, but without any success. She was a rookie at this, and it was turning me on even harder, while the time she was taking to unbutton my jeans was giving me a small chance to recover. ‘The longer you let it cool down, the longer it will last.’ And I was bound to last long enough to make her suffer.
My words made her hurry, with rushed gestures, like she was eager to learn what lay underneath. She finally succeeded, sneaking her long fingers inside my boxers to search for my thickened arousal.
I could tell that she had no idea what she was doing and that only amplified the electric tingles racing through me. She was nervous, maybe even scared, but I could bet all my money that her panties were dampened by our indiscretion.
Whatever I was feeling also had side effects in her own body. The harder she tried to fight them, the harder they kicked back.
I recognized the adrenaline of attempting to hide our gestures from a live audience, the same way I recognized the cold shivers I was inducing in her, not knowing what my next move would be.
Despite the excitement, I was certain I could last through the entire hour and torture my new slave to her very last limits.
I never took into consideration that she could surprise me, but a wayward finger that ran right above my tip made me squeak my chair over the wooden floor.
Some eyes might have turned our way.
Not that I cared. But she did. And that made her stop.
Unacceptable in those moments!
My gaze ran from one low-life member of the Herd to another until all heads turned, and I could be certain we had ourpublic privacyfor the hour.
The thundering sensation shook me to the depths of my guts.
I haven’t felt that fucking good in so long that the effect of her touch was left to vibrate inside of me so powerfully that I couldn’t even begin to think of the moment she would be gone.
‘What did I tell you?’ I needed her to go on.
A single warning about giving me time to recollect should do it, and although I wasn’t certain I fully came to my senses, my cock needed immediate attention.
Mouse didn’t respond. It was like she was defying me on purpose, ‘Don’t play dumb. Look at me.’
She couldn’t refuse. Her eyes raised to drown into my own while those silk fingers were moving again against my length.
It didn’t feel good.
