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Hightower is our principal. They have their yearly recap meeting to go over the entire year and what the goals will be for next year. It’s a long meeting.

When our eyes meet, he nods very slowly. “That means he’s going to be there awhile.”

He knows we’re alone.

That’s why he’s here.

The thought of finally getting a chance to be with him makes my skin flush.

But first, we need to clear the air about what happened earlier today.

“Beau, I’m—”

He places his finger over my mouth. “Shh. We both said things we probably shouldn’t have.”

“But I’m sorry I hurt you back then.”

He smirks. “I got you now. That’s all that matters.”

Our lips meet in a soft kiss as I wrap my arms around his neck.

In one swift movement, he lifts me off the ground, and he walks us back to my room.

Kicking the door shut with his foot, he heads toward my bed and slowly lowers me down.

“It’s always been you. Since I first walked in this house all those years ago,” he says as he stares into my eyes, then kisses me again.

I lean up and kiss him harder, showing him with my body that I’ve always wanted him too.

When his hand reaches under my shirt, I let out a breath, loving the way it feels on my bare skin.

I pull away from him, grabbing the bottom of my shirt to pull it completely over my head before I throw it on the floor. The hunger displayed on his face is dark and primal as he leans in to kiss my breast before slipping my bra strap down my shoulder.

I want this to last forever, but knowing that we need to hurry up so he’s long gone by the time my dad gets home makes me reach for his jeans, unbuttoning the top button before sliding them down all the way.

We both kick and pull at each other’s clothes until we’re naked, staring at each other for the first time like this.

I reach for his length, and he lets out a hiss as I wrap my palm around him.

Thankfully, he remembers a condom and holds it up before ripping the wrapper open with his teeth and wrapping the latex around himself, all the way to the bottom of his shaft.

We stare at each other as we lower back down to the bed, knowing that what we’ve wanted for so long is finally going to come true.

As he slides in me, I gasp at the feeling of being so full, so warm, and so turned on.

The excitement, the desire, the thrill of knowing we have to hurry so we don’t get caught is all coming together in one ball of flame that needs to explode before it burns the entire place down.

I grip on to his shoulders as he settles his head directly next to my ear.

Hearing firsthand all the noises he’s trying to subdue makes our time together so special.

These little moans of ecstasy that escape his lips bring me to a higher point than I’ve ever experienced. I not only feel what he’s doing to me, but I also feel like I’m experiencing what I’m doing to him—something I never knew was possible.

Knowing it’s me that is making this beautiful guy feel so good makes me want to hold him tighter, give him more of me, give him all of me.

Our motions pick up, and I can tell he’s as close as I am.

When I grip his back, a grunt spills from my lips, and I stop breathing for a few seconds and let the waves of pleasure ripple through me. Hearing him do the same is better than the icing on top—it’s the cake plus ice cream and the entire freaking jar of cherries, sprinkles, and whipped cream.

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