Page 42 of Science Project

“The cameras are broken down here,” I whispered. “Poison destroyed them last month.”

“Where have you been all—” He grunted when I gripped his cock. “Fuck.”

I stroked his huge cock, stuffed inside his pants, almost immediately getting him rock hard. My pussy clenched, and my nipples stiffened. I closed my eyes, warmth gushing between my thighs at the thought of him being inside me.

“I’ve been thinking about you all week,” I mumbled into his ear. “About you inside me.”

“Nicole …” he said, voice shaking.

“Have you thought about me?”

“Yes.”

“How many times have you jerked off this huge cock with me on your mind?”

A low grunt escaped his mouth. “Every night.”

Pleasure rushed through me. “Me too.”

Another moan from him.

After grabbing his hand, I pulled it behind him and placed it underneath my skirt. He cupped my pussy through my underwear and rubbed my clit in circles through the thin, lacy material, faster and faster and faster.

“I want to be inside you so badly.”

“Beg for it,” I whispered, seizing the control.

I never ever had control with any guy that Dad forced me to sleep with. They did what they wanted with me, whenever they wanted. But with Akio, I loved telling him what to do. I loved giving him pleasure. It was so easy with him.

“Please, Nicole,” he said. “I haven’t been able to think about anything else all week.”

“Please what?”

“Please, let me be inside you.” He breathed heavily. “I wanna make you feel good.”

More heat coursed through my body.

“Please,” he pleaded. “I need it badly.”

Once I released my grip on his dick, I leaned back against the opposite wall. While the hallways were dimly lit, this little alcove was darker and more hidden than some other places in Redwood Academy, so it was a good place to hook up.

Akio turned around, his eyes hazy with lust and his bulge huge. “Please, Nicole.”

I entwined my fingers around his belt loops to pull him closer and undid his buckle, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled down his zipper so he could spring out against my stomach. “Fuck me, Akio. Hard.”

Lifting my skirt with one hand, he twisted his fingers around my panties, pulled them to the side, and lined himself up with my entrance. I stared up at him through my lashes and lifted my leg, but before I could set my foot on the opposite wall, Akio dropped my skirt and grabbed my thigh.

He pushed himself into me. Pleasure rushed through my body, and I curled my toes.

“Akio,” I whispered, my fingers against his chest, “please …”

After gripping his MHA shirt in my hand, I yanked him toward me and crashed my lips against his, desperate to feel them against me again. His tongue slipped into my mouth, his needy lips moving on mine. He thrust into me faster.

I clenched around him, causing him to pull back and moan.

I placed a hand over his mouth, muffling his moans. “I know my pussy feels too good for you, but you’d better keep quiet or else someone might hear us.” I moved back and forth on his cock. “And you don’t want anyone to see me using you for your huge cock, do you?”

None of that was even remotely true. Akio’s eyes rolled back in his head, and he moaned louder into my hand. I moved myself back and forth on his dick and stared at his lips, wanting them all over my body.

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