down hard, clenching my teeth and breathing through my nose. It feels so good.
My legs begin to shake. I'm seconds away and I think I can do it. I can stay quiet. Oh God, please. I almost don't want this to stop now. I hear the students chatter as Satchi moves back to the front of the class, I'm assuming, and starts talking about the assignment that's going to be due tomorrow. White hot pleasure rolls through my body as I edge closer to getting relief, but suddenly the vibration stops. I snap my head up. Jordan is sitting back at the desk, not looking in my direction. Hot, annoyed, and soaked through my panties, I swipe a hand over my face, wiping away the sweat.
Yeah, I'm definitely gonna kill him. I stare at Jordan throughout the rest of the class, which only lasts another ten minutes. He seems to be ignoring me. The moment everyone gets out of their seats to leave, I head straight to the front of the room, but Jordan walks into the crowd and leaves with everyone else. I'm one of the last ones out as the large group of students files into the hall.
Jordan is standing against the wall looking down at his phone. When he sees me, he begins walking. I follow and watch as he disappears into the men's room. There's too many people out here, so I take my time approaching the door until the hall clears and I enter the room.
Jordan is leaning against the sink with his phone and a folder placed on the counter. The second he sees me he moves forward, grabbing me and pressing his lips against mine.
"I'm gonna kill you."
"That was so fucking hot."
His mouth is warm as he kisses me, his tongue diving deep into my mouth.
We don't break contact as we back into a stall. I think it’s the handicap one because it's pretty roomy in here. We're ravenous as his hands travel my body.
He slides his fingers beneath my dress into my panties and I moan and throw my head back as he rubs small circles over my clit. He buries his face in my neck and reaches up to cover my mouth with his palm.
Pressing me firmly against the wall, he lifts my leg, opening me wider. I need him, so badly. I reach for his belt buckle and begin yanking, trying to undo the loop, but I'm having a hard time staying focused with him touching me. He gets the hint and removes his hands, then frees himself in one swift motion. I kick the panties off and pull my dress up to my waist. He slides on a condom and wastes no time pushing into me. I bite my lip as my body opens for him
"Damn it, Zee," he groans. "So damn good." He moves his hips slowly as I meet his thrusts, rotating my body in small circles. God, I'm still so close. His slow movements are torturous so I open my eyes and begin pushing him backward toward the toilet, gesturing for him to sit down.
"It's disgusting in here," he says.
"You know, get over it." I straddle his lap and sink on to him. His head falls back as he pushes himself inside, holding firmly onto my hips.
His eyes are so dark as he watches me ride him, taking what I need. My God, he picks up his pace, taking control, squeezing my hips tighter as he tries desperately to keep quiet. We keep this sensual pace until the sound of someone entering the restroom causes us both to look toward the stall wall.
Though slower, Jordan continues to move inside of me looking toward the sound.
"Jordan?" Satchi's voice booms from the other side of the bathroom stall. His eyes grow wide.
"Yeah, sir. I'm here," he says, trying to stop my movements. I can’t. I’m past far gone at this point, plus this will be the ultimate payback.
"I thought that was your phone on the counter. So how do you think class went today?" Oh my God, is this guy serious right now? I continue my pace, bracing my hands on Jordan’s knees.
His mouth falls open, his head rolling back as he tries to keep himself composed.
"It was… it was great, sir. I think it went well," he says. The tension is clear in his voice, but he tries his damnedest to sound normal.
He gives me a warning glance, but I only smile and move faster, which causes