Chapter 1: Locked In and Turned On
I couldn’t believe my luck. The classroom was empty except for me and Janne, the hottest girl in our vocational school. The bell had rung ten minutes ago, but we’d both lingered, pretending to pack up our stuff. I’m Simon, by the way—tall, blond, and apparently stupid enough to think I could keep my cool around her. Janne, with her golden hair cascading over her shoulders, was a fucking vision. Her tight jeans hugged the most perfect, round ass I’d ever seen, and her top strained against her full, luscious breasts. Every move she made had me hypnotized.
‘So, Simon,’ she said, her voice dripping with a teasing edge as she leaned over her desk, giving me an eyeful of her cleavage. ‘You gonna stand there gawking, or are you gonna help me with this stupid binder?’
I smirked, adjusting my stance to hide the growing bulge in my pants. ‘Only if you stop bending over like that. You’re making it hard to focus.’
She laughed, a sharp, sexy sound, and straightened up, turning to face me. Her blue eyes sparkled with mischief. ‘Oh, come on. Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying the view. I’ve seen you staring at my ass all week.’
‘Guilty as charged,’ I shot back, stepping closer. She was shorter than me, her head tilting up to meet my gaze, and fuck, I wanted to grab her right then. ‘But can you blame me? That ass is a goddamn work of art. Round, firm—shit, I could write a poem about it.’
Janne rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her grin. ‘Poetry, huh? Didn’t peg you for the romantic type. What else you got up your sleeve, Simon?’
I leaned in, my voice dropping low. ‘How about I show you instead of tell you?’
Her breath hitched, and I saw the spark of desire in her eyes. She wasn’t backing down—hell no, Janne wasn’t the type to play shy. She stepped closer, her breasts brushing against my chest, and I swear I almost lost it. ‘Big talk,’ she purred, her hand sliding up my arm. ‘You better not be all bark and no bite.’
‘Oh, I bite,’ I growled, and before I could overthink it, I grabbed her by the waist, pulling her against me. Her curves pressed into me, her round ass fitting perfectly against my hardening cock. She gasped, but her hands were already on my shoulders, nails digging in. ‘Fuck, Janne, you feel so good.’
‘Shut up and kiss me,’ she demanded, and I didn’t need to be told twice. Our lips crashed together, hot and hungry, her tongue darting into my mouth with a fierceness that had me groaning. My hands roamed down to that perfect ass, squeezing hard, and she moaned into the kiss, grinding against me. I could feel how horny she was, the heat radiating from her, and I knew she could feel how hard I was for her.
We stumbled back against the teacher’s desk, papers scattering everywhere, but neither of us gave a shit. Her fingers were in my hair, pulling, while I tugged at her top, desperate to see those gorgeous, full breasts. ‘You’re driving me fucking crazy,’ I panted, my voice rough with need.
‘Good,’ she shot back, her eyes blazing as she yanked my shirt up. ‘I want you sweating and begging for my pussy by the time I’m done with you.’
Her words sent a jolt straight to my cock, and I knew this was about to get explosive. My hands slid under her jeans, feeling the wet heat of her through her panties, and she was already dripping for me. ‘Fuck, Janne, you’re so wet,’ I groaned, ready to tear every piece of clothing off her and take her right there on the desk.
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