“Charlotte, you look so beautiful tonight but I need to do very dirty things to you right now on your desk.”
His lips brushed along my neckline arousing every inch of me. Running my tongue along his jaw inhaling his scent, I closed my eyes losing myself in this moment. He lifted me up and placed me on my desk. Spreading my legs wide open he stood between, then tilting his head slightly he placed his mouth on my chest, lavishing it with kisses. Hungrily he unzipped me, exposing my bra that formed no barrier as he pushed it up baring my breast. Taking each nipple into his mouth I groaned. This only added to the intensity as he sucked them harder. I arched my back, begging him to enter me.
“You want me to slide my cock in right now?” he asked innocently.
I nodded unable, to speak.
“No, Charlotte. You’ve made my life a living hell this past week. You sent my mind on the wildest goose chase possible imagining the worst between you and Carter,” he continued, taking my nipples in his mouth harder. I wanted more, his anger was only adding to the pleasure. Sliding my leg up and exposing my ass he grabbed it tight. Leaning forward he opened my drawer fumbling for something. What would he need from my desk?
A ruler.
Exposing my ass he gently slapped the ruler against my skin while he tugged on my nipples with his teeth. I arched my back, the balance between pleasure and pain overwhelming me. Holy shit this was so fucking hot, spanking me for being naughty… I secretly got off on shit like this.
“Don’t ever do that to me again, you understand? You are mine and I will not share you with anyone.”
I felt the slap of the ruler again, slightly harder but even more pleasurable. It may have been dark but it was impossible to not notice the fire raging in his eyes. This Alex was different, he was possessive, wild and dirty, and I fucking loved it. “Harder,” I moaned.
The sound echoed through the room and I pulled his mouth onto mine to muffle the groan that I let out. He pulled his cock out with no time to waste and slid it inside me. I ached for him, every part of me ready to explode into a blissful orgasm.
“Now every time you sit here, I want you to remember us how we are right now. How I’m fucking you, how I’m making you feel. How no one else has ever made you feel this way or will ever have the chance to make you feel this way. Nobody touches you but me, only me…” he faded into a whisper.
I pulled him into me and bit on his shoulder as I rode it out. His body soon followed me as he shuddered, releasing his cum inside me. Our sweaty bodies held onto each other, unable to comprehend what just happened here, on my desk, in my biology classroom.
I straightened up my dress and attempted to fix my hair as best I could. Alex zipped up his pants before leaning in, this time kissing me softly.
“No podemos estar separados, Charlotte, nunca.” There was clear desperation in his voice, pleading with me to feel what he felt. There was no doubt in my mind, I felt exactly how he did. I understood. But I didn’t understand how it could ever be just me and him one day. I nodded before telling him I loved him. This moment was so overwhelming.
“Charlotte. This dress…your beauty…I can’t believe you are mine.” His eyes never left mine, the emerald green matching the shade of my dress.
“It’s my favorite color,” I added, still holding his gaze.
“Why, baby?” he asked, nibbling on my collarbone, distracting me from the question.
“It’s your eyes, Alex. They do something to me. I can’t explain. It’s almost like they’ve cast a spell on me. You must know that since you use them to lure me in anytime we are within a foot of each other.”
He lifted his head to face me once again, his face serious. He looked like something was plaguing him, like something he needed to say was on the tip of his tongue. But he didn’t say a word until minutes later. “You’re blonde,” he said, running his fingers through my hair. “I like you as a brunette.”
“Thought I’d change it up a little. Why, scared you won’t be able tell Samantha and I apart?” Oh my big fat fucking vomit diarrhea mouth!
His cold stare made me nervous. It didn’t last long before his face softened. “I love you baby…so fucking much I can no longer think straight. I can’t live this shitty double life anymore.”
He lifted my dress and took me one more time on my desk. This time slower, more agonizing but it was there, staring us both in the face. The love we had for each other. I wanted to ask what that meant. But he was inside me and this wasn’t Q & A time. No, it was time to enjoy my man for a moment, enjoy his touch, the weight of his body on mine.
Fifteen minutes later we made our way out separately to the gymnasium. It was nearing the end of the night and Kaley and Carter were nowhere to be seen. Thank fuck. The lights dimmed further for the final song of the night. I stood there dateless as Adriana came to me, dragging Alex with her. “Okay, can you guys get along enough just to dance one song? Char, you’ll never forgive yourself for not having that final dance even if it’s not with your Prince Charming.”
How ironic, I thought. She quickly darted off into the arms of Elijah which thankfully was on the opposite side of the room.
“Sister’s orders.” He smirked.
I reached for his hand as he pulled me in, trying his best not to smother me or allow our bodies to touch. The music played allowing me to think too much. About tonight, about us, about our future.
“Are you okay? You’re kinda limping,” he teased.
“Nice one. At least you don’t have jizz dripping down your leg.”
“If I did I’d want you on your knees licking it all up.”
The thought of licking him clean made my pussy contract. Oh fuck, now it was worse. Why did this feeling not ease? We fucked twice already!