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Hunter moves ahead of us, opening the door. We step inside the cool brick building, and follow him to the lecture hall. The entrance is at the back of the room, students filing in and then heading down the tiered rows. The room is crowded and the professor is already at the front of the class. Hunter leaves us, heading toward the podium with his laptop already out of his bag.

“I don’t like it here,” Arianette says.

“Yeah, I’m not a big fan of academic pretension either, but we’re staying.” I lead Arianette to a quiet corner behind the back row–a wide view of the entire room. I don’t speak as I move her body between mine and the half wall, pinning her in. “And we need to talk.”

She wiggles against me, aware that she’s trapped. Her tight little ass grazes my crotch and fuck, here we go again. Down below the professor, a middle-aged man, skinny with barely half a head of hair left, announces, “Today, Mr. Sorrin will give his presentation on Nanofluids Thermal Applications.”

Whatever the fuck that is.

Hunter moves behind the podium, and the overhead lights dim, just leaving the ones directed at the stage. I lean down and whisper in Arianette’s ear.

“You’re walking around school looking like a sweet, innocent virgin, in that tiny skirt and buttoned-up sweater. Did you see the Duchess? Her tits were on full display. That’s what a woman who fucks her men looks like. Not,” I drag my hand up her side, “not this, doll baby.”

She flinches, probably from pain from the piercings. Good.

“And yes,” I continue quietly, as Hunter rambles on about the ‘wide range of applications in industries such as energy, electronics, and manufacturing.’ “I know that you’re technically a virgin, but you walking around clueless about how fucking hot you are makes me look like a loser. It makes Hunter look like a rookie dumbass. Like we’re the King’s hired hands and notyourmen.”

And I’m pretty fucking tired of it.

“There are consequences for everything, sister, especially in Forsyth.” I push my hand under her skirt, reaching for the strip of fabric that covers her pussy. Yanking it aside, my fingers dip underneath, feeling the warm, damp heat. My cock, which had already been throbbing painfully between my legs, is now fully erect, desperate to feel the slick heat of this woman. “And this is the consequence you get for walking around like a teasing slut in front of the entire campus.”

She doesn’t fight me, but she’s not exactly compliant. Her spine is rigid as I yank her panties down to her thighs and then push a knee between her legs to keep them apart. My fingers stroke down her pussy, and there’s a gasp as I coat her lips with the slippery fluid that’s nothing but her body betraying herself.

Keeping her pinned, I manage to get my zipper down, freeing my cock. I waste no time, sliding down her ass cheeks until thehead of my cock eases between her legs. Jesus. My mind nearly blanks just from the sensation and I exhale into her neck.

She cranes her neck to look back at me, but I grab her neck and snap it forward. “Look at your Baron. Think of him holding that knife. The way he looked at you while he was carving into you.” Almost like he hears me, Hunter’s eyes flick up to where we’re standing. If he comprehends what we’re doing, he doesn’t let on, going on about ‘…enabling more sustainable energy solutions…’ “Do you remember that? How fucking wet you were?”

Her nod is small.

“You felt like that because no matter how sweet and innocent you may be, sister, deep down you’re like every other woman in Forsyth, a dirty slut.” Clasping my hand around her waist, I rock into her painfully slow, covering myself in our building heat. She gasps, hands lifting to cup her tits. “Hands down,” I command. “If you don’t want them to hurt, stay still.”

Leaning back, I lift her skirt to get a better view of my cock sliding in and out of her. The brown swell of her ass is smooth and I thumb apart her crack to dip a finger inside. Instead of squirming to get away, she lifts up and spreads her legs.

Horny bitch.

We’re far enough back that no one can see us above the room, only Hunter who is still presenting. I’ve got no fucking clue what a nanofluid is, but I know her cunt is about to get filled with an entirely different kind of liquid. It’s tempting to say fuck it all, to bury myself in her pussy and take the consequences, but the truth is that this is good. Really fucking good. My pulse hammers as my orgasm builds, but just like last time, I want to draw her out as far as I can go, all the way to the very edge.

‘Enhanced heat transfer,’Hunter continues and for a minute I think he’s fucking with me, but I glance up and see the words on the screen. ‘Energy storage system…’

Arianette’s knees start to tremble, her hand gripping mine to stay standing. “You’re close, aren’t you,” I whisper in her ear, knowing I’m one second from busting the biggest nut of my life, which is insane because I’m not even inside her. She sucks in a gulp of air, and her fleshy thighs tremble around me.

Yep, so fucking close.

I pull back, gripping the base of my blistering cock in my hand, and withdraw from the heat. Her neck twists, and she faces me with parted lips and a frustrated glare.

“Don’t stop,” she whispers, and I see the damp sheen on her forehead.

Desperateandhorny.

Good.

Shoving a hand on her lower back, I bend her forward, hard against the wall, and push up her skirt. I barely get it up before I come, thick hot cum surging from my cock. I paint those pretty brown asscheeks with streaks of white, my cum coming out with a force that surprises me. If I thought I needed to be inside her to come hard, I was mistaken. Seeing my cum drip down her ass is spank material for weeks.

In fact…

I dig my phone out of my pocket and pull up the camera, snapping a pic for later.

I don’t miss the anger and frustration screwing up her face as I tuck myself in my jeans, a sure sign that whatever pleasure she was hoping to get from this is over.