It takes over my whole body, white hot and electric, making me shudder from head to toe. When my orgasm hits me, it feels like I’m having a seizure or something. He moves his fingers faster, sending me hurtling over the edge. I can’t stop it, and Malice seems to know that. And then, all of a sudden, it’s too much. The heat in me builds and builds, getting sharper and more intense. I bite down harder on my lip, a second away from putting my hand over my mouth to keep from making noise. He traps my clit between two fingers, pinching it lightly, and it sends a jolt of sensation through me so intense that it almost takes my breath away. I shake my head, but I don’t really know what I’m objecting to. They don’t know how fucking greedy you are.” They don’t know how fucking slick you are, or how you’re grinding against my hand. “No one in this room knows that you’re about to come. “Look around you,” he whispers, leaning in even closer so that his lips almost touch my ear. In the dim light of the classroom, he looks even more like a shadowy god than usual. His dark eyes burn with heat as he stares at me, half a glower, half… something else. I make the mistake of looking over at Malice, and he’s looking right back at me. That proves to be a mistake, because with my eyes closed, I can vividly picture the glimpse of Malice’s cock I got last night, and my brain fills in how intense it would feel to have that inside me.Ī whimper builds in my throat, and I swallow it back, my eyes snapping open. I dig my teeth into my lower lip and close my eyes, trying to fight against the tide of it. But Malice’s willpower is a terrifying thing, and it’s clear he’s not going to let up until he gets what he wants.Īnd what he wants seems to be for me to fall apart right here and now. I keep trying to force it down, to breathe through it and keep my face impassive. He slides them out and brings them to my clit again, pressing and rubbing against it in a way that sends jolt after jolt of hot, intense pleasure through me.

I squeeze my legs together, terrified that someone is going to look over and see, but Malice doesn’t seem bothered by that possibility at all as he works his hand a little lower, dipping two fingers into me shallowly. His voice is so quiet that only I can hear it, but it seems designed to go right to my core.

If I wasn’t, you wouldn’t be so fucking soaked right now.” I bite down hard on my lip as he circles that sensitive bud with the pad of one rough finger. When I don’t answer or even shake my head, his hand works its way under the waistband of my pants, slipping beneath my panties to find my clit.

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