The teacher put some educational movie on and left to do some marking in another room, the class mostly just watched silently without much of a care.
Leaving Jerome a little desperate unable to stop thinking about that happened in the old changing rooms... How she kissed him, how it felt inside her, how good she sounds when she comes, how amazing her mouth is, how hot it all was, and how had he wants his hands on his girlfriend again. Jerome shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to focus on the movie playing on screen but his mind kept wandering back to the events that had transpired earlier. He felt a growing sense of frustration as he struggled to concentrate, his thoughts consumed by visions of her lips, her touch, and the way she'd responded to him. He glanced over at her, catching her eye as she met his gaze with a subtle smile. Jerome's heart skipped a beat as he felt a rush of desire course through him, his body reacting instinctively to the memory of their encounter. Without breaking eye contact, Jerome subtly leaned forward, his hand drifting across the space between them until it came to rest on her thigh. His fingers grazed her skin, sending a jolt of electricity through both of them as they exchanged a charged glance.
Y/n saw in Jerome's face how bad he was getting, so she smirked and moved her hand under the table to stroke his trousers to see how hard he was biting her lip when she found him rock hard "That for the movie? Or for me?" She whispered in his ear
Jerome's eyes flashed with desire her fingers closing around his erection through his pants. He felt a groan build in his throat as she stroked him, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He turned his head, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered back. "For you," he breathed, his voice husky with need. Without breaking eye contact, Jerome slid his own hand under the table, wrapping it around Y/n's wrist to hold her in place as he continued to speak. "I want you," Jerome whispered urgently, his grip on Y/n's wrist tightening as he pulled her hand closer, "I want to feel you wrapped around me, tight and hot and wet." He leaned in closer, his breath washing over her ear as he spoke, his words dripping with desire.
Y/n then hatched a down right evil idea. She checked around and they where right at the back in the corner of a dark classroom, everyone focused on the movie. She shifted as quietly as possible careful not to bump a chair or the table which would give them away, as she moved to sit in his lap, she quickly tugged down her panties and gasped "You won't be able to move but you can cockwarm me till the movies over." She whispered
Jerome's eyes widened in surprise as Y/n shifted onto his lap, her weight settling into the curve of his thighs. He felt a surge of excitement mixed with a hint of trepidation as she whispered her wicked proposal in his ear. He hesitated for a moment, his mind racing with the implications of what she was suggesting. But the thrill of possibility was too great to resist, and he nodded silently, his hands already moving to undo his trousers, pulling her panties to the side.As he pressed against her, Jerome felt a shiver run down his spine. It was wrong, it was reckless, and it was exactly what he wanted. He began to move slowly, slipping back into her warmth deliberately, warming her with gentle strokes as the movie played on in the background. The darkness of the classroom seemed to close in around them, isolating them from the world outside as they surrendered to their desires.
She did her best not to moan feeling him inside her. They knew they couldn't thrust or bounce or anything really but just the feeling of Jerome's cock inside her was making her so wet she was dripping down her legs the two softly moving to give each other stimulation but mostly just sitting watching the movie with his cock deep in her pussy as she milks and squeezed his throbbing cock,
Jerome's eyes remained fixed on the screen, his expression impassive as he sat still, buried deep within Y/n. But his body betrayed him, his hips subtly shifting to maintain friction, his cock twitching with every gentle squeeze of her muscles around him. As she milked and squeezed him, Jerome felt a low hum of pleasure building in his core, threatening to spill over into something more intense. He gritted his teeth, fighting to keep control, but it was no use the sensation was too much, and he began to pulse deeper within her, his movements slow and deliberate. Y/n's breathing quickened, her nails digging gently into Jerome's arm as she rode the wave of pleasure cresting within her.
Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she let out a soft whimper, her body tensing around him as she teetered on the edge of release. "Jerome... Please" she begged in a quiet whisper moving his hand to her clit
Jerome's fingers instinctively went to work, tracing light circles around Y/n's swollen clit as she begged for release. He felt a surge of power at having her so completely in his thrall, his cock still buried deep within her as he teased her towards climax. His thumb danced across the sensitive flesh, applying just enough pressure to send shivers through her body.
Y/n's hips bucked involuntarily, her nails digging deeper into Jerome's skin as she strained towards orgasm. With a subtle shift in his seat, Jerome adjusted his angle, pressing harder against her G-spot as he continued to stroke her clit. she clamped her hand over her mouth as she reached her orgasm clenching around him tightly as she tried not to give them away
Jerome's eyes snapped back to the screen, his face frozen in a mask of calm as Y/n's body convulsed around him. He bit back a groan, his cock throbbing with pleasure as she clenched down on him, her muscles rippling with each wave of her orgasm. He held perfectly still, his chest heaving slightly as he struggled to maintain control, but his eyes betrayed him, flashing with desire as he watched her lose herself in the intensity of her release.
As the final moments of the movie ticked by, Jerome's grip on Y/n relaxed, his fingers trailing away from her clit as he settled back into a neutral position. The tension in her body eased, and she let out a quiet sigh, her hand slipping away from her mouth as she caught her breath. Jerome's eyes flickered back to hers, a sly smile spreading across his face as he leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper. "Well, that was fun." he smirked stroking his cock covered in her juices,
"five minutes till lunch, can you make it till then where I can ride you or do you need to come now?" She whispered
Jerome's smile faltered for a moment, his eyes locking onto hers with a flash of hunger before he chuckled softly, his voice dripping with amusement. "I think I can manage that... but don't expect me to hold back baby," He groaned biting her neck playfully,
