Unexpected Encounters

Chapter 22

Whitney stood not far from me and looked me in the eye as I waited for her to respond.

"I can't," she finally said quietly.

"You can't what?" I asked.

"I can't tell you that it was nothing," she sighed, "as much as I want to, I can't."

"Knew it," I mumbled under my breath as I grinned at her.

"Oh shut the hell up," Whitney said as she stepped towards me and grabbed my face in her hands.

Her eyes searched mine as her lips inched closer to me. I could feel the hesitation in her touch when they gently pressed against mine, but as soon as they were together, it was like all of the feelings came rushing back.

Any common sense that we had seemed to go out the window as we started to kiss. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her against me as the kiss deepened.

Her fingertips trailed down my body and grabbed on to the bottom of my shirt, and I put my arms up as she took it off over my head.

She was still holding it in her hand when we both thought we heard a door closing in the distance.

Whitney quickly backed away and slid down the wall so she was sitting on the floor. At the same time, I all but fell off of the desk and crouched down on my hands and knees in front of her.

I had one hand resting on the floor between her legs and the other just to the outside of her thigh. We looked at each other and tried not to laugh, staying as silent as we could.

"I thought no one used this part of the building anymore," I whispered to her.

"They don't!" She said in an exasperated tone, "but I don't think that noise actually came from very close, I think it was just echoing."

"You sure?" I asked as I inched closer.

She nodded and I brought my lips back to hers without a second thought. My hands roamed down her body and slid underneath the fabric on her shirt. I felt her bare skin beneath my fingertips as I pulled it up and over her head.

Whitney spread her legs further apart and set my shirt down in front of her.

"Come here," she said against my lips.

She put her hands on my hips and guided me over so I was sitting in front of her with my back leaning against her chest.

I felt a shiver down my spine as she gently pushed my hair to the side and kissed down my neck.

"Can I tell you something?" I asked her quietly as my eyes fell shut.

"Right now?" She asked as her lips made their way up to my ear.

"It's relevant to the cause," I laughed, "I've just wanted to do this again since I saw you here."

"Me too...unfortunately," she said as her lips continued along my neck.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked as I tried to turn around and look at her.

"Don't worry about it," she said with a smirk.

She put her hand on my chin and turned my face away from her again, and I leaned my head back against her shoulder.

Her fingers slowly trailed down to my neck as she gently wrapped them around it and placed kisses along my jaw.

Was the floor of an empty classroom the best place to fuck the girl I'd been dreaming about for months? No, but was I going to do it anyway? Absolutely.

I felt her free hand unclasp my bra, and I pulled the straps off of my shoulders and let it fall to the ground.

My fingers ran down her thighs on either side of me as she reached for the button on my pants. I leaned back against her and arched my hips up off the ground as I slid out of my jeans.

Whitney turned my face towards her again before her hands began to move down my body. Her lips hovered near mine teasingly as she massaged my shoulders and then moved down to my breasts.

I took a sharp breath in as her fingertips grazed over my hardened nipples. I closed the distance between our lips as her hands continued to explore.

They continued down my body until one of them slid beneath the fabric on my underwear. A quiet moan escaped from my mouth as her fingertips teased between my folds.

"You have to stay quiet," she whispered as she began to circle my clit.

"Fuck," I said in a breathy whisper, "I'm - I'm trying."

I could feel her lips curl into a smile against mine as her free hand moved back up to grab on to my breast. She toyed with my nipple between her fingers, and staying quiet became harder and harder.

I pulled my mouth away from hers and leaned my head back against her shoulder again as I felt the heat rising to the surface.

She slowly pushed a finger inside of me, and I couldn't help but moan again. Her hand quickly moved up to cover my mouth as she whispered in my ear.

"Shhh."

I breathed heavily against her hand as she trailed kisses down to the base of my neck.

She kept it firmly pressed against my mouth as she slid another finger in and began to pulse them in a steady rhythm.

I reached up and grabbed on to her arm as my eyes fell shut and I struggled to not make any noise. My fingernails dug into her skin as I arched my hips up and leaned further back against her.

"You better stay quiet," she hissed into my ear as her movements sped up.

My breathing grew more rapid as she pushed me closer to the edge. Her fingers continued to push in and out as her thumb found my clit.

My other hand came up and grasped on to her arm, and it felt like I was holding on for dear life. I held on tightly as her hand muffled the sounds that I was struggling to suppress.

My head fell back on to her shoulder as I closed my eyes and my chest rose and fell rapidly. I was holding on to her arm so tightly that my knuckles start to turn white as I neared my climax.

Whitney sucked at the sensitive skin on my neck as her hand firmly covered my mouth. I groaned against her as an orgasm came over me, and I tried to stay as calm and quiet as I could.

Once Whitney felt my body relax against her, she slowly let her hand fall, and I took a deep breath.

"Well fuck," I whispered breathlessly.

She quietly laughed as she slid her fingers out of me and kissed my cheek.

I sat up and turned around to face her as I got back on to my hands and knees.

"That's not exactly how I pictured this going," I grinned.

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