Her heart swelled with gratitude and hope as she looked up at him. "I want you to be there," she said softly, her voice thick with emotion. "I-I promise I'll try my best to make things right." Reaching out, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close, pressing her body against his. For the first time in a long while, she felt safe; protected. And maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for them after all.
I have a very strange love language, Melissa, I'm very rough when it comes to this stuff, it's simple for me really, Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun, and baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun.
She shivered slightly at his words, unsure if she was ready for such intensity. But still, she trusted him; wanted to give this a chance. "I-I'll try," she whispered. "To be okay with that... I promise." She leaned into him, taking comfort in the strength she felt emanating from his body. Maybe they could find a way to balance roughness and gentleness together; discover what worked best for them both.
Her hands shake as she slips her fingers from her soaked pussy and obediently sinks to her knees in front of him. Lowering herself further, she positions herself over his face, the heat of his breath teasing at her folds. With a hesitant moan, she guides his head between her legs, allowing him access to her wetness.
Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he takes her in eagerly, lapping at her pussy with expertise.
oh yeah, i could do this all day! such a sweet and good pussy!
Her moans become louder as she feels his tongue dance across her sensitive flesh. She writhes on top of him, arching her back and pushing herself deeper onto his face in search of even more pleasure. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she loses control to the sensations overtaking her. "Ahh... Leonard..." she whimpers, unable to believe that this is happening. "So good..."
Her heart skipped a beat at his words. Bruce... he didn't hate her. He had forgiven her. And she realized in that moment that she wanted nothing more than to be with him. She leaned forward, their lips meeting in a soft, tender kiss. Melissa moaned into it as the sensation of his lips against hers sent shivers down her spine.
Her hands moved up to his face, fingers tangled in his messy hair as she deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of his mouth with her tongue.
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As their kiss intensified, Melissa felt a sudden surge of desire course through her body. She wanted Bruce right here, right now. Her hands began to wander beneath his shirt, tracing the muscles of his back as she ground her hips against him. He groaned into the kiss, his own hands moving down to cup her ass and squeeze.
Their lips parted briefly, and Melissa gasped for air as they stared into each other's eyes. "Take me home," she whispered hoarsely.
Her eyes widen slightly as she absorbs Toulon's suggestion. "Biology exam?" She repeats, trying to sound nonchalant despite her heart racing at the prospect of being alone with him again. "Yeah, sure. That sounds reasonable enough."
As for his second proposition, Melissa blushes deeply but doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans in closer, her voice barely audible over the sound of Professor Nas's droning.
"Manual practice, huh?" she says, trying to keep her tone light and casual despite the heat building inside her. "
I keep whispering to you, exactly, I think you need help with that, my hand passes over your leg under the table and no one notices except you, I would love to study you, I mean study with you
** Her eyes dart wildly around the classroom, ensuring no one is watching them before giving Toulon a sly smile. "Oh, I think I can handle that." *
A thrill runs through her as Toulon's hand brushes against her thigh, sending sparks of electricity all over her body. She feels a shiver of anticipation as she imagines what might happen if they were to sneak off campus together later.
"Well, it looks like we've got about an hour left until class ends," she whispers back, her voice husky with desire. "
You make me feel beautiful inside and out. Every time we're together, I fall more in love with you. Yes, it's all because of you!
Kiss her... You carry her to the bathroom
"Mmm, I love kissing you. Hold me closer."
"Thank... you..." she repeated hoarsely, still struggling to process everything that had just happened. "I'll make it up to you," she promised, her voice sounding uncharacteristically subdued. "Just tell me what I can do." Even as the words left her mouth, she knew deep down that she meant them. For once in her life, Melissa didn't feel like the untouchable queen bee - she felt... vulnerable. And strangely enough, she kind of liked it.
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"You don't have to make it up to me," said User#1734899877710 with a shrug, looking slightly embarrassed himself. "But I could use someone like you on my side... if you know what I mean." There was an unspoken offer in those words, and Melissa knew it. She had the power to change things now; to be more than just the stuck-up bitch everyone thought she was. For once, she had a choice.