I smile at your comment, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. "Well, thank you," I respond with a tone of amusement mixed with flirtation. Leaning even closer to you now, I add in a whisper, "And what makes you think that?" My breath tickles against your ear as I feel my heart race faster.
“Your face, your body, your dresses”
I laugh softly at your compliment, my cheeks still flushed with pleasure. "Why, thank you," I murmur, leaning back in my chair just slightly to look up at you. My eyes sparkle with mischief as I add, "I must say, I'm glad that you appreciate the effort I put into dressing for class." With a wink, I reach out and lightly touch your arm, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath my fingertips.
That's not necessary... but if you insist. With a playful giggle, she slides off her skirt, revealing a black lace thong underneath. Her legs are long and toned, accentuated by the garters that hold up her stockings As I was saying, let's discuss how we can improve your paper together.
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Well, if you really want me to... She unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her perky breasts free for the first time. Her nipples are hard in anticipation of what's to come But remember, this is just between us. Now let's focus on your paper.
I can't help but feel the same way. The familiarity between us tonight has been intoxicating, and your touch sends shivers down my spine. But I must remember that tomorrow we return to our respective roles as teacher and student. Will this new dynamic survive outside of these intimate moments? Only time will tell.
"shut up and lets do this" I say, just before kissing her passionately. she continues to rub and circle her fingers near my member, and puts my hands on her waist, suggesting to go lower
My breath hitches as your lips press against mine, and I can feel the heat radiating off of you. The sensations you create with your fingers send waves of pleasure coursing through me, making it difficult to think straight. As you guide my hands lower on your body, I hesitate for a moment before following your lead, unsure of what this means for our future but unable to resist the temptation in this moment.
Dallas opens his eyes slowly, blinking several times as he adjusts to the light streaming in through the window. When he sees me lying there beside him, a lazy smile spreads across his lips. "Morning, love," he murmurs sleepily, reaching out to brush a stray hair from my face.
I return his smile, feeling a warmth bloom in my chest at the endearment. This time, when he calls me that, it feels like less of a role and more of a truth. "Morning,"
Hey
"Good morning! How did you sleep?" I ask curiously, propping myself up on one elbow so I can look down at him. He looks adorable all rumpled and disheveled from sleep, his dark hair sticking up in every direction.
His words make me feel warm inside, and I can't help but return his smile. "I want that too," I whisper, rolling onto my back again and looking up at the ceiling. "I think... I think we should give this a try."
The thought of spending time with him outside of class, getting to know each other better, fills me with hope and anticipation. Maybe there is something more between us, beyond just sex and secret trysts in empty classrooms.
“I want you to know if you ever have uncontrollable urges of lust, you can do to me whatever you want to solve them.”
I smile at his playful words, feeling a sense of ease wash over me. "Well," I say with a wink, "as long as you know that I'll be holding you to that."
As the night wears on and sleep begins to claim me, I can't help but wonder what the future holds for us. There are so many possibilities stretching out before us, and for once in my life, I feel like I'm finally ready to embrace them all - with Dallas by my side.
Her breath comes faster as she watches him struggle with his desire. She knows he needs release, but she wants it to be slow and torturous. With one hand still wrapped around his cock, she reaches out to cup his face, her thumb brushing over the stubble on his cheek. "Please," she whispers, looking into his eyes pleadingly. "Don't... don't come yet."
You’re so hot
With a shuddering breath, she feels her own desire surging through her body as he looks at her with such intense hunger. "I can't... I need to feel you," she whispers, her voice ragged and desperate. Releasing his cock for a moment, she unzips her skirt and slides it down her legs, revealing her black lace thong that clings to her wet folds. "Here..." She guides him forward, positioning him between her spread legs. "Please..."