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Chapter 5: No Cheating

Celestine

I rush towards the economics class cause I know for a fact if I'm late Ms.Blue will have my head, ironically enough she doesn't even teach great nor does she notice when her students don't pay attention, but it's still hell for anyone who's late. I enter the classroom and I feel a glare on me instantly (Mindy probably but who cares anymore.), I ignore it and head to the back of the class and take out my math notebook instead.

I'm not late which means I don't have to pay attention to the boring presentation she's probably going to give. I finally look towards the glare to see Mindy's face full of irritation. It's like every time she sees me it's a reminder that I'm "fucking" her boyfriend. Well, every time I see her it's a reminder I made a mistake of trust. I glare back challenging her to do something about it when Alex enters, he noticed me and Mindy glaring at me. He gave her a look that I can't quite decipher and then comes to sit right next to me. 

And I mean, Right. Next. To. Me. He moved his desk and chair as close to me as possible and seemed disappointed when it wouldn't come further next to me. I gave him a look asking him what he was doing and he just looked back with a blank expression as if he didn't know what I was questioning. Before I could say anything however, Ms. Blue entered and started her lecture, I pretended to listen till the presentation started which is when I started my math sums.

I just finished a problem when I felt a hand on my thigh, I look towards Alex to see him taking notes from the presentation. Well I guess he's just trying to piss Mindy off, I don't mind.

I mean- I didn't mind, then I did, but that was before his hand slowly trailed up and sneaked its way to my inner thigh. He grips me, hard and something about it makes me so fucking slick. I convince myself he's still just trying to piss Mindy off but seriously??? I'm gonna have ruined underpants if THIS is how he chooses to show pda.

 I try my best to focus on my notebook and the sums in front of me by taking a deep breath and reminding myself that THIS.IS.A.SHOW. It works for a few minutes...till he starts moving his hands, and goes ALL THE WAY to my heat. Almost immediately his fingers find my core and he starts rubbing slow, testing circles and this throws me straight to today morning which has me sighing and looking towards him.

Nothing, he has that same fucking blank expression like he isn't rubbing my fucking clit right now?? That blank expression doesn't mean anything though, because he puts more pressure making me involuntarily grind my hips against his finger wanting more.He gets the hint and unbuttons my pants to get better access. He starts rubbing me through my panties keeping that frustrating pace and finally, the blank expression disappears as I see the smirk form on his face once he realizes how wet I am. My hips move on their own from that point. They start moving in coordination with his fingers, desperate for more. His fingers, listen. He slides my panties to the side and runs his finger through my folds. I gasp lightly at his touch and I think that made him more interested because he then slid one long finger in with no warning. I bit my lip trying hold back a moan but Alex didn't care, he just continued to slowly pump his finger in and out of me while his thumb applied light pressure and rubbed my clit. I knew what he was doing. This teasing and spontaneous fingering, he wanted me to ask. He wanted me to beg. 

He increases his speed and the pressure on my clit and I close my eyes tasting blood from my lip because of how hard I'm biting it to prevent moans from coming out. I feel Alex's lips near my ears and he whispers,
"We're breaking the rules Rose, do you want me to stop?" The moment he got that sentence out his finger slides almost completely out but I instantly grab his hand keeping it in place.
 "No please," he gives me a smirk that immediately makes me picture him as the devil,
"No what Rose?" I go quiet, internally fighting myself. I want to win. But I also want to give in, so goddamn bad.
 "Times ticking rose, do you want my fingers inside you or no?" I give him the smug look this time,
 "Good luck finding it Alex." He seemed thrown off-guard and confused at my words,
"Finding what baby?"
"The good spots. Then again if you want to leave then I guess that just means you can't, do you need a map maybe?" His expression changes, he knows what I'm doing but he still takes the bait. I knew his ego would be as big as mine. He sits back in his chair and without warning slams two fingers inside me, I gasp but put my hand over my mouth so I don't draw attention. His thumb is still rubbing my clit in coordination with his middle and index fingers and he's increased his speed. I moan lightly but honestly I don't think it's heard over the sound of his wet hand going in and out of me, just as I get used to the pace he bends his fingers in an angle that perfectly touches my g-spot causing me to throw my head back clench around him like his hand fucking belongs there. And he can clearly understand my body's reactions.
"Map huh? I'd say I found the spot pretty easily no?" I don't answer, I can't. My right hand is gripping my desk so tight my knuckles turn white and my left hand is covering my mouth so I don't make any sounds. He suddenly adds a third finger, his ring finger and I let a moan louder than I intended slip out as I feel myself being close to releasing the tension in my stomach, he puts his mouth near my ears and whispers in a rough voice,
"Cum for me rose. Cum on my fingers for me." Those words are like the trigger to my body, like one simple command and he already owns me because my body listens, I cum instantly and like he said, all over his fingers. He increases his pace even more to let me ride my high out like I'm not already breaking apart.