Page 103 of Wicked Games

She inhaled deeply. “I just…well…” She trailed off and started again. “I know this’ll sound crazy because we only just got together a few days ago, but with everything that’s happened in here, it feels like it’s been months. And I… well, I feel like I already…”

She seemed so nervous, tripping over her words and unable to say what she wanted. That anxiety wasn’t necessary, though. I felt the exact same way as her. Only a few days had passed, but in that short period, we’d experienced more defining moments than some couples did in a year.

“I love you, Carey,” I said gruffly, swiping away the tears from her cheeks.

Her eyes widened. “You do?”

“Yeah.” I leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose. “Of course I do.”

“I… I love you too,” she murmured. “That’s what I was trying to say.”

“I know.” I smiled, cradling her chin in one hand. “I know another way you can say it too.”

With that, I shifted even closer to her, wrapped my arm around her waist, and crushed my lips to hers.

Maverick

Seven months later…

I clamped a hand over Carey’s mouth. “We have to be quiet,” I muttered.

She nodded, but a tiny moan escaped her lips anyway, mostly muffled by my fingers. I gripped her left hip with my other hand, then slid it down over her ass and between her thighs to feel the wetness there.

My cock was harder than granite, but footsteps were echoing in the hall outside, getting louder and louder by the second.

We shouldn’t be here right now. Shouldn’t be doing this.

“Fuck me,” Carey urgently whispered through my hand, arching her back. Her hands were firmly planted on the desk in front of her. “Please.”

Jesus.I couldn’t resist for another second. I pressed my hand down tighter on her mouth so she couldn’t make another sound. Then I adjusted my hold on her and slid inside her, grunting as her muscles clenched around me.

The footsteps in the hall grew louder still. I leaned forward and bit Carey’s shoulder through her graduation gown, usingthe thick fabric to mask my harsh grunts as I began to move, thrusting in and out of her with powerful strokes.

I tensed and froze when a shadow appeared at the closed door. “Just a second, Sadie,” Professor Giamatti called out. “I think I left my phone in here earlier.”

“Shit,” I said hoarsely, cock still buried to the hilt inside Carey.

We were so fucking busted.

Carey looked at me over her shoulder, expression still hungry for me. My hand dropped from her mouth and slid down to rub her clit, nice and hard. Just the way she liked it. If we were going to get caught fucking in a classroom, I could at least make her come first.

A key turned in the door, and it slowly started to open. Carey bit her bottom lip, but then her head lolled and her mouth dropped open in a low whimper.

“Oh, never mind!” Professor Giamatti said chirpily. “It’s right here in my left pocket! I usually use the right, you see.”

The door closed again, and the footsteps faded away. Fuckingfinally.I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and started moving again, fiercely pounding inside Carey as my finger worked her clit. Her orgasm hit a moment later, pussy squeezing my dick as she gasped and moaned. The sensation was enough to send me over the edge too, and I stopped inside her, groaning as I came.

We stayed like that for a minute, her ass pushed back against me with her hands splayed on the desk for support. I cupped her jaw and turned her head to face me again, leaning down to kiss her.

“That was fun,” I said when I finally pulled away. “I’ve been wanting to defile this desk ever since Giamatti gave me a shitty mark back in eleventh grade.”

Carey snorted with amusement, one hand reaching for the tissue box on the side of the professor’s desk. She passed one tome before taking care of herself, hitching up her gown and the skirt beneath it with her free hand.

“God,” she murmured, still panting to catch her breath as she cleaned herself. “I can’t believe we almost got caught.”

“Well, fucking in a classroom is a dangerous game.” I grinned and lobbed my tissue in the wastebasket. “Luckily we’re used to much more dangerous games, huh?”

“No shit,” she said, eyes flashing as she hiked her underwear back up. She straightened her shoulders and smoothed her gown. “Anyway… shall we?”

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