Only a few more minutes until 6th period, lunch. I can make it. My eyes wander across the room until they land on Grayson Dolan, who's eyes are locked with mine and smile stretched into a smirk. I quickly look away, the blood rising to my cheeks. I've always thought of Grayson in a lustful way, but it's wrong. I have a perfect boyfriend and our relationship is wonderful, so I shouldn't be thinking about Grayson like that. But then again, doesn't every girl do it? From what I've heard, no matter how popular you are, who you've dated, or who your current boyfriend is, every girl has a sexual attraction to Grayson Dolan. I start to let my mind wander without stopping myself. I feel my pussy throb as I imagine Grayson's boner rubbing along my panties as he grinds on me and we make out. I stop a moan from escaping my mouth by biting down on my lip. I look over and realize that Grayson watched that happen, and I follow his eyes down to see him staring at my hand rubbing the inside of my thigh. He also bites his lip. Shit, he thinks I'm into him now. Well, I am, but I have a boyfriend, so he isn't supposed to know that. I jump up from my seat as soon as the bell rings, and I rush out the door. Before I get very far I feel a strong hand grab my wrist.
"You're coming with me," an irresistible, husky voice commands. Grayson pulls me into an empty classroom before I can even contemplate what's happening. He pins my hands above my head against the wall. "I saw that lip bite during class. Were you trying to give me a boner? It almost worked," he joked. He roughly kissed me on the lips, proceeding to make out with me. "I saw you rub yourself. You wanted to finger yourself didn't you? You were thinking of naughty things, weren't you?" He says before shoving his smooth, plump lips onto mine again. I finally realize what's happening. I attempt to pull away from Grayson. He then pulls one of his arms down and holds both of my wrists above us with one hand.
"Grayson I have a boyf-" I start, but interrupt myself with a moan. He had used his free hand to start fingering me underneath my skirt. What a coincidence I was feeling scandalous this morning and decided not to wear panties under my skirt.
"You naughty girl. No panties under your skirt at school? That's most definetly against dress code." He sticks two fingers into me and I moan through the make out. He pumps his fingers faster and faster.
"Oh fuck Andrew!" I moan. Oh shit... I just moaned my boyfriend's name. Grayson pulls his fingers out of my dripping pussy and pushes me harder against the wall.
"What did you just call me?" He scolds, intimidating me.
"I... i... uh..." I stutter.
"That's what I thought. Well if you haven't noticed, my name isn't Andrew. You bad girl. You must be punished for your actions," he sexily breaths into my ear. He pulls you off the wall and bends you over a desk, lifting your skirt. He leans over to another desk and grabs a ruler. He spanks you one, two, three times.
"What's my name?" He demands, spanking me a fourth time. A moan escapes my lips and he spanks me again, harder. "I SAID WHAT IS MY NAME?" I moan again, this time louder. It feels wrong moaning Grayson's name, because what if I say that then accidentally say it again when I'm having sex with my boyfriend? I decide to do the next best thing.
"Oh daddy," I moan, "spank me harder!" Grayson roughly spanks me again and I look back to see him smirk.
"That's what I like to hear," he says as he pulls me off the desk. Next thing I know I'm against the wall again and three of Grayson's fingers are pumping in and out of my pussy.
"Oh daddy, faster, faster!" I scream. Grayson then removes his fingers, and I whimper from the loss of touch. He gets down onto his knees and lifts up my skirt. His tongue plunges into the drenched mess that is my pussy.
"OH GRAYSON," I loudly moan, not being able to help myself. I slam my hands against the wall, moaning like crazy. My fingers eventually find his hair, guiding his tongue from inside my pussy to my clit. I start moaning louder. "Oh god Grayson oh yes," I moan, not knowing what else to do. I finally cum in his mouth, causing his tongue movements to speed up. He finally stands up, putting my skirt back down. He roughly kisses me again, then starts towards the door. "What if Andrew finds out?" I worridly whisper to myself.
Grayson surprisingly hears me and replies, "Don't worry, I won't tell"
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Hopefully this is as good as my other ones were ;)
P.S. thanks @dolansidentity for the imagine idea
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