Forbidden Love

Chapter 11

I can’t believe it has been seven weeks since Carlie and I started seeing each other. And no one at school has figured out that we are together.

We only have five nights of classes left and tonight I’m feeling scandalous. I put on slim fitting blue jeans, my black combat boots, and a tight fitting navy blue button down shirt.

By the time I put on my makeup I realize that I have two minutes to get to class. I’m going to be late. I text Carlie and let her know that I’m running behind. She replies that it’s oaky.

I walk into class nearly fifteen minutes late. Carlie eyes me. I read the look on her face. I can tell that she wants me as much as I want her. She’s got on the black suit and white shirt today. That look on her drives me wild and she knows it.

I sit down next to Angela who comments on my lateness and addresses the fact that I look yummy enough to eat.

I’m having problems logging onto the server for typing so I raise my hand and Carlie comes over to me.

“What’s wrong Rae?” She asks placing her hand protectively on my shoulder.

I notice that Bethany Vernoski beside me is glaring at Carlie’s hand with disgust on her face. She’s a stuck up bitch that always gives Angela and I dirty looks when we joke around. She drives a cherry red Saleen S7. I don’t know why she goes to this school. Her family obviously has money for her to have a car like that. She is just miserable and wants to make everyone else that way too.

I shake Carlie’s hand off of my shoulder and she fixes my problem. She goes back to her desk and I can feel her eyes burning holes in my body. Any time I look at her I can see her undressing me with her eyes.

Break time doesn’t come quick enough. The room empties and it’s just Carlie and I in the room. She comes over to me.

“Rae. How dare you show up here looking so fucking sexy?” She asks kissing me hard on the lips and running her hand down my body causing my skin to flare up where she touched and my lips to feel cold without hers on them.

“I want to see you after class,” She tells me leaving me alone in the room.

Drawing blows by really quickly. Carlie lets everyone go half an hour before class ends. I tell Angela that Carlie wants to see me and I’ll just see her tomorrow.

I go up to Carlies desk. She grabs me and throws me down on the desk kissing me hard on the mouth. Her hands tangle into my hair. I moan in pleasure. My eyes close.

She rips open my pants. I feel the button pop off and the zipper rip. She slides her hand down my underwear and into my core fucking me hard. She sucks my neck where I am sure she is leaving a hickey on it. She pulls her hand out of me much to my displeasure. She grabs either side of my shirt and rips it open kissing my breasts and stomach. My shirt is ruined. She leans over the desk pinning me to it. The computer nearly falls over. I moan and let my head fall back in pleasure. Before I know it I am screaming in pleasure and I think I may have left a wet spot on the desk.

She leans down pulling my pants down a little bit and laps up my come sucking lightly on my clit. She almost gives me another orgasm then she kisses me softly and lets me off of the desk.

“Carlie what the fuck am I going to do about my clothes?” I ask indicating to my ripped clothing.

“Sorry about that. You were just too yummy tonight,” She says. Picking up her jacket hanging on the back of the chair and hands it to me. Luckily it covers to well past my knees and no one will ever know that I am struggling to not let my clothes fall off.