Grope her

You lean in, slipping your hand to the hem of her skirt. Pulling it up, you reveal a white pair of panties with multicolored suns dotted around it.

"Hey!" Chloe says, too busy holding up her project to stop you.

"What?" you ask slyly, your hand moving down to Chloe's ass.

You give it a slap, watching the flesh jiggle, before you grab a cheek, giving it a tight squeeze. Chloe suppresses a moan, before glaring at you again.

"Stop being such an asshole, Jack."

"I'm not an asshole. This," you say, poking a finger between her cheeks, pushing it into her ass crack. "Is an asshole."

"Hey!"

You slide your finger deep in, before pulling it back. Completely at your mercy, you slide the finger into her mouth, letting her taste it. Chloe's eyes narrow, before her fingers bite down on the tip of your finger, causing you to shriek.

Well, maybe not completely at your mercy, then.

"Ouch!" you say, pulling it back. "That hurt!"

"Serves you right," Chloe smiles.

"I think I might have to punish you for that," you say, giving Chloe a hard slap on the ass, before slapping her hand on the other one.

You reach upwards, slipping a hand into her blouse and moving under her bra. You cup her breast with your hand, before pulling hard on her nipple. You give it a twist, pulling on it hard, as Chloe gasps in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Jesus! Don't pull it off!"

You squeeze her breast, kneading it in your hand as the warm mound of flesh moves along your fingertips.

"Oh, come on," you smile. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

You slip your hand back under Chloe's skirt, your fingers slipping into her panties as they brush along her slit. Chloe lets out a light gasp, your fingers dipping inside her for a moment. You feel the warmth of her, and more importantly, the wetness. Chloe's clearly horny as hell, and is absolutely dripping with her delightful pussy juices. You slip your hand back out, showing Chloe.

"You love it," you smile, wiping the juices off on Chloe's lips.

Chloe playfully responds by biting at your finger, but you're smart enough to pull back.

"This proves nothing, dickhead. We're here, anyway."

Chloe pushes open the door with her body, carrying the diorama inside and placing it on an empty deck. The classroom is filled with dioramas, be it Vesuvius fleeing lava, Persians spearmen fighting cavalry or German bunkers being taken. Chloe turns around, looking down at your cock as it bulges through your pants.

"Oh, are you hard now?" Chloe asks, hand moving down and brushing against your erection.

Chloe takes it in her hand, glancing up and down the hallway to make sure no one's there, before dropping to her knees. She takes the tip of your bulge into her mouth through your pants, sucking on it for a moment, before standing up.

"So what are you going to do about that hard cock?"

"I can think of one idea," you smile, leaning in for a kiss.

Chloe sidesteps your attempt at a kiss, backing away from you and turning to leave.

"Well, maybe if you were less of an asshole, you'd be doing that thing," she chuckles. "Enjoy your blue balls."

Chloe breaks into a jog, hurrying down the hallway as you're left alone.

"Fucking hell," you complain. "I guess I deserve that. Better go study."