The couple huffed as boredom took over them, the teacher’s voice was quite helpful with that. Chemistry wasn’t a beloved subject of theirs and they weren’t afraid to show it either. The teacher had caught them sleeping in class enough times to hate them already. They glanced each other, desperate looks on their faces as she kept talking about hydrogen’s ions, both wondering why would anyone be interested in them. As the staring contest continued, the girl was pretty sure she would win the battle. She watched as Calum struggled to keep a straight face and had a victory dance in her distracted-from-class mind. Suddenly, she felt cold fingers teasing her thigh and she was certain it was her boyfriend. He knew how ticklish she was and he was just trying to win this contest by cheating. She slapped his hand before the sense she truly hated and considered as torture affect her in a great degree. She heard him chuckle subtly, earning a glare from the strict teacher. The moment she turned her head on the board again and kept on explaining chemical nonsense, Calum grabbed a pencil and narrowed his eyes at his girlfriend playfully. She frowned at him, meaning they were pretty screwed up if teacher caught them fooling around. He decided to ignore her though and he begun poking her with the wooden item. She tried to shove it away but he insisted on pressing it on her waist that was slightly uncovered. She glared him and rose an eyebrow at him. She just wanted him to know how childish he was being at the moment. Calum’s smile turned into a wicked smirk, thing that worried the girl a lot. She could read her boyfriend just from a simple look and the face he had made her nervous about his next actions.
His fingers sneaked down her thin shirt, making slow circles around her stomach. She snapped her head at him, eyes wide, just to see him winking at her. She shook her head not wanting this to happen in class. Calum shrugged not actually caring and kept his way lower, just above her sensitive area. She cringed, taking a deep breath as he rubbed the skin getting closer to the area. Of course she wanted it. She would never miss a chance when it came to Calum pleasuring her that way. She just wanted to avoid the headmaster’s office and probably expulsion. But she couldn’t help but feel her whole body shiver when he unbuttoned her jeans and slip his hand in them, above her underwear. She sensed him rubbing her gently, only pressing his thumb smoothly when it needed. She placed her hands on her face trying to hide her expression that made some things obvious and of course avoid any moan to escape her lips. But that wasn’t enough for Calum. Soon, she felt him crawling under the material and coming in touch with the skin full in hormones. She turned to look at him, a pleading look on her face. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold herself if he did that. The dark haired boy just smirked one more time and moved his hand lower. She literally fell on the white desk and covered her head with her arms. The teacher was used to that reaction so she wouldn’t say anything. Calum’s thumb was working on her clitoris professionally causing her move uncomfortably on her seat to steam off the pleasure. It wasn’t enough, she wanted to scream loudly like she always did. She hated that kind of pressure. Again, Calum snorted next to her and aroused the desire to kick him for being like that now. He bit his lower lip and slipped two of his activate fingers inside her making her hop on her chair this time. The teacher turned at them again with a scowl on her face. As soon as she gazed the girl’s face fallen on the desk she sighed and, murmuring something about careless and immature children, she looked down her book again and begun reading.
Calum’s fingers kept playing her inside walls, not leaving her a chance to take a breath. She knew that if she breathed she would just moan instead and she definitely didn’t want this. The boy just kept moving his natural tools of pleasure in and out her area not caring how much of enjoyable torturing it was. He didn’t hesitate to add one more without a warning causing the girl to bit her lips wildly to prevent the shouting. She was aware that she would cut her own flesh with so much force. Calum continued his previous acts, just fastening tremendously through the seconds offering a huge piece of pleasure to the girlfriend he utterly loved but also enjoyed teasing now and then. He just loved seeing her frustrated, especially because of him. He couldn’t help but feel goose bumps himself as her wetness increased, meaning she was too close by then. He could tell how she was struggling not to finish in class but it was just unstoppable. He heard her exhaling as his hand got wet by her juices, feeling proud of himself after all. She rose her head, all of her body shaking now. She turned at Calum, not really knowing what to do or say. Eventually, he raised his hand and the teacher motioned him to talk.
"Uh, Mrs. Hendricks… I think we need to use the bathroom." he said as politely as he could and gave her a faint smile.
"Yeah!" the trembling girl agreed. "We really, really have to!"
The glanced each other one more time. Smiles were formed on both their lips and the boy held her upset hand and squeezed it gently under the desk.
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