Page 5 of The Billionaire's Classmate

‘’Seriously, you’re not coming out again?’’ Jennifer complained, tugging at one of her dark curls. ‘’You’re getting so lame! And you look tired. I think you’re training too much.’’

‘’Tell Minds and Amy I’m sorry ok, and I will definitely,definitelybe out Friday night ok, promise! I’m doing this for my grandmother, remember.’’ Laurel apologized as she rushed off for another session at the rink.

She heard Jennifer sigh as she closed the door and she felt bad. But there was nothing that could keep her away from the rink. Or away from Ben for that matter, but she still hadn’t entirely admitted this to herself.

Their sessions had started with resentment and an icy face on his part but after a couple of evenings’ work she could tell he was starting to enjoy himself. And she was learning fast too. Her awkward axel landings were a thing of the past and she could spin faster than ever before. She couldn’t wait to see where their training would lead.

‘’Hey Mr. Grimsby,’’ she yelled to the security guard as she swung through the doors. He had forgiven her for sneaking in and they were now firm friends.

Ben was already on the ice, making circles, and she ran down the steps towards him. ‘’Private Pompoms you’re late! Get on the ice right this second and give me 20!’’

He liked to pretend she was his soldier, and him the sergeant major of course.

She grinned, ‘’Sorry Sir, right away’’ and she laced up her boots, jumped on the rink and did 20 push-ups, no problem. She could feel his eyes running over her body while she was pumping up and down and it thrilled her no end.

But as she jumped up again his face was all seriousness and they started the session without further ado.

‘’Are you going to that party next Saturday?’’ she ventured as they were on their way out, ‘’You know, it’s meant to be like, the party of the year. Everyone is going.’’

‘’I’ll probably be there,’’ he said non-committedly and shrugged his shoulders, ‘’I dunno. It’s a long way off. But yeah I guess you’re right. One night off from training is a good plan. From now on we won’t work on weekends. Friday and Saturday nights are all yours.’’

‘’But I didn’t mean…’’

‘’No it’s fine. See you tomorrow, same time. Don’t be late.’’

He seemed preoccupied. ‘’And remember,’’ he turned round, ‘’Careless talk costs lives.’’

Nice, she thought. But on reflection she supposed that shewasblackmailing him. She thought about their banter while training, their brief snippets of conversation on the walk out, and the moments when their eyes caught each other’s and lingered for a moment longer than they should have done.

Was it all part of the act? She realized that despite his thuggish ways and lewd remarks, she was falling for this guy. She shook her head in disbelief. He was the epitome of everything she hated in a man. It was what she saw in his eyes that told her there was more to him. And the sexual tension between them was undeniable, well at least it was for her. She wondered if she appeared as frequently in his dreams as he did in hers.

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‘’Private Pompoms! Nice of you to join us! 30 now! No buts!’’

She was running late again thanks to another lecture from Jennifer, this time because she was behind in one of her classes. ‘’Paul told me you’re not concentrating in class and you’re handing in your assignments late!’’ she scolded. Laurel felt miserable and exhausted.

As she slumped down and half-heartedly started her punishment push-ups she suddenly started to sob.

‘’Hey, hey, whoa, stop!’’ Ben said gently as he sat down beside her. He put his arm around her and pulled her next to him on the ice. ‘’Sorry, maybe I pushed you too hard. It was just meant to be fun y’know. Besides, if you ever want to get into pairs figure skating, you’ll need to strengthen these puny arms of yours,’’ he joked, and he gave her arm a squeeze.

She leaned into his embrace and breathed in his smell: Musky sporty masculinity, she thought. She imagined herself twirling around the rink in his arms. Did he really think she could try skating with a partner? With him? She didn’t dare imagine it.

‘’I’m sorry’’ she murmured, ‘’This is really embarrassing. I just had a fight with my roommate that’s all.’’

He lifted her face and kissed her tenderly. Ripples of excitement shot through her body. She responded eagerly and the tenderness turned quickly into wanton desire. His tongue entered her mouth and she sucked it and bit his beautiful bottom lip. His hand was up her shirt, stroking her stomach, cupped around her breast. Then with her nipple between his fingers, tweaking, gently at first, becoming harder. She felt his hardness press against her and as he unbuttoned her shirt she in turn unbuttoned his pants to reveal his beautiful wild manhood.

Within seconds they were writhing on the ice in naked bliss. He licked the ice and took her in his mouth, giving her excited shivers and crying out until she was on the brink of climax. Then he entered her, suddenly, forcefully, causing her to cry out again. She felt him deep inside her and it felt as if he would explode at any moment. She came deeply and elatedly, and he followed soon after, groaning with pleasure and collapsing at her side. They stayed like that for a while until he turned to her and whispered, ‘’Private Pompoms?’’

‘’Sir?’’ she whispered back.

‘’Your bum’s going blue. Ladies locker room for a hot shower, now!’’

She giggled and grabbed her clothes, holding them to her body, suddenly glancing around the huge arena, becoming self-conscious.

He joined her in the shower and they soaped each other down and nuzzled, enjoying the continued intimacy in silence. She had so much she wanted to say to him, to ask him, but somehow she just couldn’t express herself. Instead she joked, ‘’I’ll have to be late and upset more often.’’ He replied, ‘’You just dare!’’ and spanked her bottom hard.

‘’Same time tomorrow Pompoms,’’ he said with a grin, but his eyes were distant again and the intimacy from before was gone. She wanted to call the whole thing off, tell him he didn’t need to train her anymore, promise him his secret was safe with her, sign his stupid paper saying she’d be in big trouble if she ever opened her mouth. But deep inside her was an insecurity that told her to keep him in her control. She needed the training. She couldn’t risk losing him.