"I hear it baby. You're about to squirt in the middle of class. Such a naughty little girl." I couldn't do this. I couldn't walk around school with the evidence that I had a fucking orgasm in my last class. I grabbed Harry's wrist & tried to slow him down. "Harry please.. Don't make me do this." I looked to him with pleading eyes."You belong to me Y/N. You'll do whatever I say when I say." He pushed his fingers even deeper inside me & I swear I felt him in my stomach. I could literally feel my orgasm coming. Every little movement.. "And right now.." He glared into my eyes before running his lips across my parted ones, letting them touch. He kissed me roughly then pulled away from me. "I want you to cum. Everywhere. All over the floor." Edward smirked at his brother's words, pressing his lips to my neck. I finally released, all over my legs & the boy's hands. To save myself from a lifetime of embarrassment, I dropped my water bottle, sitting on the edge of my desk. Everyone turned to look at me & Mr. Robertson spoke. "Y/N, what's the problem?" "I, uh, spilled my w-water. May I go to the restroom?" He nodded, gesturing me towards the pass. I squeezed past the row of desks, and I'm pretty sure all eyes were on the wet spot on my shorts. I met eyes with Harry & Edward before grabbing the pass, they had proud smirks on their faces. I left the classroom & half limped to Harry & Edward's locker. I know they basically live in here, so there had to be sweatpants or any type of bottoms I could find. I smiled when I found a pair of black sweatpants stuffed in the bottom. They smelled like weed, but I was used to it. So did everything else. I bent down to grab the sweats & I felt hands on my hips.
