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(A/N: okay but do y'all see the fucking veins 😩)
Warning: Explicit Content 🤫
My phone buzzed, startling me during the middle of some lecture about the Cold War. I looked down to see who the text was from.
From: Mila❤️
I'm outside the school, come here.
To: Mila ❤️
I can't, Mr. Burns is lecturing.
From: Mila❤️
Say you don't feel good. I'll teach you everything later. I just got back from rehearsals and I can't stop thinking about you, baby.
I bit my lip. I knew what she wanted, and I wanted that too, so bad. I couldn't resist the temptation, all I could think about right now is the shivering feeling of her hands running down my sides and the sweet melodic moans that would leave her mouth. Fuck I needed to get out of here now.
I raised my hand, causing Mr. Burns to glance at me. "Yes, Y/N?" He asked. I cleared my throat, "I'm not feeling so well, may I go to the office?" Mr. Burns gave me a disapproving look, he was a crusty old man. "Go ahead." He waved me off.
I got up quickly, taking my belongings and racing out the class. Screw the office, I need Camila.
I walked out the front door, almost immediately spotting my girlfriend. She had her arm perched up on the fence and she looked up, staring at me intensely (gif).
I gulped. Her mouth parted slightly, curving up into a smug look. She knows I'm whipped for her. She motioned for me to come over and so I did.
I stopped in front of her, nervously shuffling from side to side. She just looked so intimidating right now. She snaked an arm around my hip, pulling me closer and locking her eyes on me for a few minutes, twirling the tips of my hair around in her fingers. I only stared back into her eyes, resting my hands on her shoulders. Camila's lips then curled up a tad, she leaned in, her lips just ghosting over mine. "Let's go to the car." I nodded and she grabbed my hand, walking us there.
We walked over to her Audi, I got in the passenger seat and Camila took the wheel. She revved the engine and pulled out the school parking lot.
I decided to be bold and rest my hand on her thigh. At first I didn't do much but, I started trailing my hand up and down, each interval slowly going closer to her centre. I grazed lightly over her centre and just as I did that I heard the sharp in take of breath. I smirked, knowing she was probably dripping inside.
