Page 27 of Lessons in Sin

Without saying a word, he storms over to me, his lips crashing down onto mine before guiding me into one of the stalls. The door slams behind us as he presses me against it, sliding the lock into place a second later.

His tongue strokes mine, expertly wringing out my moans. His hand is firm on my face, holding me where he wants me. He presses his hardened cock against the fabric of my panties, the skirt of my dress bunched up around my hips.

‘Please.’ I whimper, the ache too much.

He laughs against my mouth, his lips nipping at my kiss-swollen lips. ‘Hmm, do you still want to tease me, sweetheart?’

Stealing my voice, I pant. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’

‘Wrong answer.’ Slipping his hands into my panties, he circles my clit and I cry out, the pleasure overwhelming. His fingers dip into my wetness, bringing it back up to my clit until I’m jerking against him.

I need him. I need him more than I need to breathe.

He slides a finger inside me, pumping into me in a torturously slow rhythm.

’Fuck, please. Inside me.’ I whisper.

He ignores my pleading words. Opening my eyes, I see him grinning at me - wolfish and satisfied as he watches my pleasure-addled brain try to form words.

‘I’m going to come.’ I pant, dangling on the edge.

‘I want to see you in my office after class.’ He growls and then —

He. Fucking. Stops.

Crying out, I jerk against him. Placing me on unsteady feet he steps back, and brings his fingers to his lips, the digits slick with the evidence of my desire. Smirking, he stares right at me as he sucks them into his mouth. I stare at him open-mouthed as he licks away every drop, before moving me to the side and leaving.

The door to the bathroom echoes in the empty toilet.

He just left me.

On the edge of an orgasm.

And now I have to go back to class and act unaffected.

Godsdamn Fucking sex voodoo.

Chapter 17

‘… and that’s where we’ll pick up in our next seminar.’ Tristan’s voice echoes against the walls of the lecture hall, ending the torturous hour-long class I’ve had to sit through.

There’s a smirk dancing on the edge of his lips, teasing and satisfied. The bastard left me wet and on the edge of an orgasm and he is loving it. Glaring at him from across the room, I shift in my seat, urging away the ache - to no avail.

Noah and Lily laugh at something before getting up to leave, whatever they were saying lost in the white noise of my need.

‘You coming?’ Noah nods to the door.

‘Let’s go get a coffee.’ Lily pops up beside him.

Stumbling, I search for an excuse. ‘Uh … I can’t actually. I need to speak with Professor Ryder about my assessment.’

‘We could wait for you?’ Lily suggests, her eyes wide and jittery. She could probably do with skipping out the caffeine for today too.

‘I think it could take a while and anyway, I’m beat. I’m going to head straight home afterwards.’

Noah nods his head ‘Cool, we’ll see you tomorrow then.’

Once they’re gone, I stand.

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