Alime sashayed into the school office, her hips swaying confidently as she led Selim by the hand. She closed the door behind them with a click, turning to face him with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Well, Selim, we're alone now," she said, her voice dripping with innuendo.
Selim's gaze raked over Alime's body, taking in the form-fitting blue dress that hugged her curves and the high slit that revealed a flash of black lace. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his cool.
"Damn, Alime, you're killing me," he said, his voice low and husky.
Alime smirked, walking over to the desk and leaning against it. "Oh, poor Selim. I think you can handle it."
Selim advanced on her, his athletic build making him seem larger in the small office. "You're one to talk, Miss High and Mighty."
Alime's smirk turned into a full-blown grin. "High and mighty, huh? I like that."
Selim reached out, tracing a finger along the slit of Alime's dress. "I like this better."
Alime swatted his hand away, her eyes flashing. "Behave, Selim."
Selim chuckled, stepping closer. "Make me."
Alime's eyes narrowed, but she didn't move as Selim's hands roamed over her body. "You're such a child."
Selim nipped at her neck, making Alime gasp. "And you love it."
Alime's only response was a moan as Selim's hands slipped under her dress, caressing her thighs.
Selim growled, lifting Alime onto the desk. "I've wanted to do this since the first day of school."
Alime wrapped her legs around Selim's waist, pulling him closer. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
Selim wasted no time, tugging at Alime's panties. "These have to go."
Alime arched her back, her heels digging into the desk. "Hurry up, Selim."
The rest of the chapter was a blur of passion and banter. Alime submitted to Selim's aggressive advances, but always with a playful insult on her lips. She may have been in control in everyday life, but in the office, she let Selim take charge.
Selim took Alime from behind, her face pressed against the desk as he spanked her and pulled her hair. She moaned and gasped, her body trembling with pleasure.
As the scene came to a close, Selim collapsed onto the desk, panting and spent. Alime straightened her dress, a satisfied smirk on her face.
"Until next time, Selim," she said, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway.
Selim could only watch as she walked away, already counting down the minutes until their next encounter.
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