Spend time with Evie

He took his seat in psychology, back corner next to Evie. She was wearing a short skirt today, and he couldn't help but notice how her legs looked as she crossed them. She leaned in close, her shoulder brushing against his. "Hey, Dominic," she whispered. "You feeling nervous about the exam?"

Dominic swallowed hard, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks. "Uh, a little," he managed to say, trying to focus on her words rather than the way her breath was tickling his ear. "But we've got this, right?"

Evie smiled, her voice low and sultry. "Of course we do, Dominic. We've been through this before." She reached over and took his hand, squeezing it gently. "But if you ever want to study together again, just let me know." Her thumb began to stroke his palm, sending a shiver down his spine.

Dominic tried to hide his grin but failed. In psychology class, Evie flirted with him, touching him suggestively. She reminded him of their previous sexual encounter and offered to help him study again. Her touch aroused him, and he struggled to focus on the class.

As the professor droned on about cognitive biases and information processing, Dominic found it increasingly difficult to focus on the lecture. His gaze kept drifting back to Evie's hand, which was still resting on his thigh. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by her simple touch.

Suddenly, she leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear. "Dominic," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I can't stop thinking about what we did the other day. I've been so horny ever since."

Dominic felt his heart race. He couldn't believe she was talking about this, right here in class. But he couldn't deny the rush of excitement that coursed through him. He glanced around, making sure no one was looking, and then leaned in “meet me in the disabled toilet”

Evie grinned, her eyes flashing mischief. "Alright, meet you there." She squeezed his thigh before putting her hand in the air and asking to use the bathroom. She sauntered out slowly.

A couple minutes later, Dominic raised his hand, waiting for the professor to acknowledge him. As soon as he did, Dominic shot out of his seat and hurried to the bathroom. He felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness as he walked down the hall.

Finally, he reached the door and took a deep breath before opening it. There she was, Evie, just as he'd imagined her. Her skirt was hiked up, revealing her lime green G-string, and her legs were spread wide. Dominic felt his heart race as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

Evie reached out, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him in for a passionate kiss. Her tongue danced with his, and her manicured hands roamed over his body, unbuttoning his shirt and exploring his chest. The scent of her perfume filled his nose, making it impossible for him to think about anything else.

Dominic felt his own desire building within him as their kiss deepened. He reached down, cupping her ass through her skirt, and squeezed. Evie moaned into his mouth, grinding her hips against his hand. "That's it," she breathed. "Take what you want."

He pulled away slightly, looking into her eyes. They were glazed over with lust, and her lips were swollen from their kisses. "I want you," she whispered. "I want this."

Dominic took a deep breath, steadying himself. He reached down and unbuckled his belt, sliding it out of the loops. With shaking hands, he unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor, revealing his erection. Evie's gaze locked onto it, her lips parting slightly in anticipation.

“Dominic, please, I need to taste your dick again. I think I’m addicted to your cum" Evie said, her voice trembling with desire. She reached out, her hand shaking as she took his hard length in her hand. Her grip was soft yet firm, and she stroked him expertly, her thumb rubbing over the head. "I've been thinking about it non-stop since last time. I can't stop fantasizing about being with you like this."

Dominic closed his eyes, letting out a shuddering breath as she touched him. Her words sent a shiver down his spine. He wanted nothing more than to give her what she wanted. "Evie," he groaned, his voice strained. "You're driving me crazy."

He moved forward, pressing his body against hers. He could feel the heat emanating from her skin, the softness of her curves. He cupped her breasts through her bra, tweaking her nipples until they hardened. "You feel so good," he murmured, kissing her neck.

Evie kneels down, taking Dominic's cock into her mouth, expertly sucking and teasing him, her eyes locked on his the entire time.

Dominic's head falls back, his hands gripping the counter behind him as he feels her hot, wet mouth engulf him. Her tongue swirls around the head, flicking against the sensitive skin, and her hands grip his hips, guiding him deeper into her mouth. He feels like he's melting beneath her touch, every nerve ending alive with desire.

He looks down at her, watching as she takes him fully into her mouth, her lips stretched taut over his length. Her eyes meet his, and she smiles around him, her cheeks hollowing. Her fingers continue to stroke his shaft, her grip firm yet gentle. He's never felt anything like this before, and he can tell she's just as lost in the moment as he is.

Dominic groans, his hips bucking forward involuntarily as she sucks him deeper. Her throat moves smoothly up and down his length, and he can feel the heat of her breath against his skin. The sound of her slurping fills the room, driving him wild with desire. He reaches down, tangling his fingers in her hair, holding her close while she takes him deeper still.

Her hands move up his body, tracing lightly over his chest and shoulders before settling on his neck. She kisses his jaw, her breath hot against his skin. "I want you inside me," she whispers, her voice husky with need. "Please, Dominic."

Dominic's cock throbs in response, aching to be inside her. He reaches down, guiding her back up until their bodies are flush together. He can feel the slick heat of her lips on his skin, and it's almost too much to bear. He groans, pressing his hips forward, trying to find purchase. "God, Evie..."

Her legs wrap around his waist, her nails digging into his back as she arches her spine, offering him deeper access. He takes the invitation, thrusting forward, feeling the thick head of his cock press against her entrance. He pauses for a moment, breathing heavily, before pushing forward, slowly sinking inside her.

Evie lets out a gasp, her head thrown back as she feels him fill her. Her inner walls grip him tightly, milking him as he begins to move, withdrawing almost entirely before slamming back inside her. Over and over, they rock together, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm.

Dominic bites his lip, trying to contain the growls building in his throat. He looks down at Evie, watching as her face contorts in pleasure, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. He wants nothing more than to make her feel good, to make her scream his name.

Her body meets his thrust for thrust, their hips slapping together in a rhythm that feels so natural, so right. The air in the room grows thick with their combined breaths, their moans filling the space between them. He can feel the tension building inside him, the tightening in his core, and with each passing second, it becomes harder to hold back.

Evie arches her back, her breasts pressing against his chest as she urges him on, her nails digging into his shoulders. He groans, his hips bucking forward faster, deeper, losing himself in the feel of her body moving against his.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as her orgasm builds, her inner walls clenching and releasing around him in perfect rhythm. Dominic feels his own release building, a powerful wave of pleasure that threatens to overwhelm him. He speeds up, thrusting harder, faster, determined to bring them both to the brink together.

Evie meets his thrusts with equal ****, their hips slapping together in a frenzied rhythm. Her breasts are flushed and her lips parted, her eyes half-closed as she focuses on the sensation of his skin moving against hers. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on, demanding more.

Dominic feels the tightening in his core, the build-up of pleasure that threatens to overwhelm him. He looks down at Evie, her features twisted in ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent scream. He leans forward, his lips brushing against her ear. "I'm going to cum," he whispers, the words hot against her skin. "Wait, cum on my face, please Dominic"

Evie's words echo in his mind as he thrusts one final time, feeling the release of his orgasm pulse through his cock. He groans, the sound muffled against her neck, and lets himself go, arching his back as he empties himself onto her face. His cum splatters against her cheeks, her lips, her eyelids, dripping down onto her chin.

She licks it off, her tongue swirling around his essence, her body still moving beneath his. He watches as she tastes him, her eyes glazed over in pleasure. Her fingers continue to stroke his back, urging him on, even as he's spent. She looks up at him, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath.

Dominic gazes down at Evie, feeling a mix of satisfaction and desire coursing through him. He's never been with anyone like her before, and he knows that this moment, this connection they share, is something truly special. He brushes a strand of hair from her face, tracing his finger along her jawline. "That was incredible," he whispers.

She smiles up at him, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure. "You were amazing," she replies, her voice husky. "I've never...I didn't know it could feel like that."

Dominic lies still for a moment, catching his breath, taking in the sight of her. He can feel the afterglow beginning to fade, but there's still a warmth spreading through his chest, a contentedness that he hasn't felt in a long time. He reaches down, gently stroking her hair from her face. "I'm glad I could give you that, Evie."

She doesn’t have much time to process the compliment before realising they’d both been missing from class for the last 20 minutes. They both spring into action, gathering their clothes and quickly dressing. Evie shoves her books into her bag, feeling a wave of panic rise in her chest as she wonders how they'll explain their absence.

Dominic finishes buttoning his shirt and turns to her, looking a little flustered himself. "Do you think we should...make up an excuse?" he asks hesitantly. "Like, you felt sick so i went to get you some paracetamol?”

Evie bites her lip, considering her options. "That might work," she says, trying to sound confident. "But we should be prepared in case they don't buy it."

Dominic nods in agreement. "Yeah, you're right. We should probably have a backup plan, just in case." They share a worried glance, both of them realizing that they're in way over their heads.

As they make their way back to the classroom, their hearts pound in unison, fear and exhilaration coursing through their veins. They stop short of the door, taking a deep breath and steeling themselves for whatever is to come. With one final look between them, they push the door open and step inside.