I ran from the bathroom in a hurry knowing that I was late for class but right before I made it I was pulled in the janitors closet.
Beginning to freak out I screamed but was cut off by a very familiar hands on my mouth.
"If I let you go promise you won't scream" Blaze whispered in my neck causing a shudder of thrill to rush through my body. Groaning silently and shaking my head yes agreeing to his terms. He then released me.
Turning around getting ready to curse his ass off I was interrupted once again by his hands but this time his hands where tweaking my nipples through my singlet.
I wanted to protest but honestly who would deny themselves this pleasure. This felt way better than....
Oh shit! I started gasping has his hands began to wonder under my bra.
"Fuck !fuck !fuck! This is wrong, so wrong, Oh hell no! I hope he doesn't think I'm one of those cheap ass bitches!"Getting angry, getting ready to stop this I was pushed aggressively yet sexually on the door and Blaze began to devour my mouth making me lose my T train of thought.
Obviously he was not as affected as I was because he pulled away slowly as I was losing myself. "Your mine! remember that now go to class mami before I do more." Instead of thinking I ran to class not before getting my ass spanked and my panties wet. All because of the one and only Blaze. Being late for my second class was not how I saw my day going at all.
Lucky enough my Miss.Haden was more understanding than Mr.S and the class flew by quite quickly. Just before you know it I was ten minutes in detention and the asshole that got me in here couldn't even bother to show up. If I said that I was pissed would be an understatement.
I don't think he understands who's he messing with. But this is the beginning of war. A very sexual and frustrating one for both parties, not .
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