He fucks her

Bryce hesitated, his pulse hammering in his throat. But the way Cortney’s breath hitched, the way her fingers dug into her own cunt unraveled him.

Bryce - “Cortney, This isn’t you. You don’t—

She cut him off

Cortney- “Does it matter?”

Her hips rolled, pressing against nothing, desperate.

Cortney- “I want you in me Bryce

Bryce’s breath caught as she stepped closer, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him. Her lips weredesperate, her tongue sliding against his with a hunger, the way her body trembled with need. For a second, his instincts warred—this wasn’t Cortney, not the one he knows at least, but his feeling fir her are still there

Bryce groaned despite himself. He should pull away. He should ask questions, demand answers about the marks on her breast, about Stephanie, about whatever was twisting her and other students into this desperate, sex crazed version of thereselves. But then Cortney grinnd against him, her hips rocking with need, and his hands moved on their own, gripping her waist

torn between pushing her away and pulling her closer. She moaned into his mouth, grinding against him

Cortney- Fuck me, Bryce

she arched against him, the way her breath hitched when his thumb brushed over the curve of her hip

Bryce- okay....mmm I'll fuck you Cortney

her body pressed against his, hot and demanding. His hands slid down to grip her ass, pulling her flush against him, and she gasped .

she whispered, "Don’t hold back."

He spun her around, pinning her against the wall, one hand tangling in her hair as the other carresed her naked form, her hands undoing his pantsCortney whimpered, her body arching against him, her fingers fumbling with the last stubborn button of his jeans. "Fuck, Bryce—" she gasped as his free hand slid between her thighs, fingers slick with her arousal. He teased her entrance, circling slowly, drawing out a shuddering moan from her lips.

After his heans hit the floor , Bryce didn’t hesitate any longer. With a rough groan, he guided himself to her slick entrance and thrust into her in one deep, claiming stroke. Cortney cried out, her back arching, her nails scraping against the wall as he filled her completely.

“Fuck—yes,” she gasped, her voice breaking as he pulled back.

only to slam into her again, harder this time. Bryce’s grip on her hip tightened, as he set a relentless pace, each thrust driving her harder against the wall. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mingling with Cortney’s ragged moans.Bryce’s breath came in ragged bursts as he pistoned into her, the heat of Cortney’s body tightening around him like a vise. Her moans spiraled higher, as he drove deeper, harder—until her whole body seized, a choked scream tearing from her throat as she came. The way she clenched around him was his undoing. With a guttural groan, Bryce buried himself to the hilt and emptied into her, hot pulses of cum flooding her depths as his hips jerked erratically. Cortney shuddered, pressing back against him, milking every last drop until he was spent, his forehead dropping to her shoulder with a shaky exhale.

Bryce’s chest heaved as he pulled out, still pressed against her, his breath hot on her sweat-slicked skin. Cortney trembled, her thighs sticky with the evidence of their shared release, but even now, her body still hummed with restless need. She turned in his arms, her lips finding his again, hungry and insistent.

"Thanks," she murmured

Bryce groaned, exhausted But before he could answer, a sharp buzz cut through the haze—Cortney’s phone vibrating on the floor beside their discarded clothes.

Cortney- uhhh...time to head to my class....Bryce, thank you i really needed that She then kisses him before getting dress.