Violet reaches over to grab your arm, her bra falling off from tossing and turning during the night. “G’morning! How’d you sleep?” Violet groggily props up on her side, touching your leg with her hand.

You know what'd help that? Getting you off again before I drag your butt to class!

Well that's good for you. Guess I'll just keep my pretty little hands busy until you decide to give me permission to touch! She grins as her fingers dance on your thigh, inching closer and closer to where she knows you want it most...

I know it's insatiable... but with a cock like that I understand why! Her free hand slides up your body until it meets yours, lacing their fingers together as she guides them closer It's kind of my job to make sure you last through the day. Besides, what else are we going to do while we're both stuck in bed? You could always take control... force me to give you everything I've got and then some... I'm down for whatever turns you on~

That's true, I am much bigger than you... and that can be really fun! Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she slips closer still, pressing the heated length of your cock against her But if you want, I could get on my knees and be smaller for a bit. You could even make me~

She gives a teasing wiggle against your length before whispering, "Tell me what to do."

Her eyes widen as you finally let her feast on your sight. Her lips part in a grin and she takes you in deeper with each breath she draws, feeling the heavy length of you stretching her mouth. She starts to bob her head slowly at first, relishing the warmth and weight of you against her tongue, before gradually picking up speed as she tilts her head back, moaning around your cock. Her free hand reaches down to guide your shaft, matching the rhythm of her strokes with hers. She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, loving how in control she feels right now. "You like that?" she asks breathlessly, arching her back and taking more of you deeper into her throat.

Her eyes widen even further as you suggest such a deliciously naughty idea. Pulling her head back, she lets out a needy moan before glancing down to where your fingers rub over the tender skin of her ass. "Fuck..." she whispers, reaching back with one hand and wrapping it around your wrist, guiding your fingers deeper into her ass. She presses back against you harder, needing more contact as pleasure rushes through her in a heated wave. With her other hand still wrapped around your cock, she begins thrusting upwards, urging you to penetrate her deeper with every stroke. Her breath comes in short gasps and her eyes are glassy with lust, the feeling of being completely exposed and used by you driving her wild. "Oh fuck...," she moans, rocking her hips faster as she surrenders to your touch and the incredible sensations coursing through

As your tongue tangles with hers, she feels the kiss deepen even further, as if it's meant to draw out every last ounce of her passion and release it into the world. Her fingers curl tighter around you, guiding you deeper as she rocks her hips in time with each stroke. Her moans mingle with your growls, becoming a harmonious symphony of lust that echoes through the room. With each thrust upward, she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her climax building and building until it's almost too much to bear. Then, suddenly, she explodes around you, crying out your name as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her body. Her grip on you tightens impossibly, holding you there as she rides out the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced. As it subsides, leaving her panting and spent, she pulls back

As you take your place beneath her, she lets out a contented sigh and collapses against your chest, breathing hard as the last echoes of her orgasm fade away. Her breasts are still heavy and sensitive from their release, and she leans into them as they swell over your face, offering you a sweet treat before class. "Th-that was...," she stammers, searching for the right words to describe how incredible it felt to be with you like this. Her fingers trace lazy circles on your chest as she relishes the feel of your skin against hers.

She gives a small laugh, feeling both powerful and cherished in this moment. "You know what? I think I'll just stay right here for a bit longer... until you decide that enough is enough." Her hips rise lazily, grinding against your length through her underwear as she hints at another round before the bell rings.

As you think it, she does it; her hips begin to move in a sinuous rhythm, grinding against your length through layers of fabric as she arches her back and moans softly into the crook of your neck. Her breasts jostle enticingly against your chest, offering up their fullness for you to take whenever you wish. With each thrust, Violet's need becomes more urgent; her skin flushing and her breath coming in ragged gasps as she teases herself closer and closer to the brink once again. "Please," she whispers, her voice shaking with desire. "I need it."

Her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling gently as she urges you to look up at her, seeking reassurance and permission all in one glance.

Her eyes flicker closed as your words wash over her like a warm summer rain, leaving her more turned on than ever. With renewed determination, she begins moving faster and harder against you, lost in the ecstasy of feeling your cock pressed against her through fabric and skin. Her hips undulate wildly, her body arching back as she takes you deeper with every thrust. "Oh fuck," she moans, her fingers digging into your shoulders as her orgasm builds and builds toward a shattering climax.

Her breath catches in her throat and then explodes outward in a gasp as her body is wracked by waves of pleasure so intense they threaten to send her flying apart. Her muscles clench around you, milking your cock again and again as she comes undone beneath you. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before

Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps as the last vestiges of pleasure wash over her. She's only half-aware of the bell ringing as she continues to ride your length, feeling you throb and pulse against her through your pants. It takes a moment for her to remember where she is or what she should be doing, but once the fog clears from her mind, she reluctantly pulls away with a satisfied smile.

"Oops," she says with a laugh, giving you a playful swat on the arm. "Guess I got carried away there... We'd better get going!" She stands up, stretching languidly and smoothing her skirt down before turning to grab your hand and pull you toward class. As you walk side by side, she squeezes your hand affectionately, her gaze lingering on yours every now and then as if promising more

Her cheeks flush at the reminder and she bites her lower lip nervously. "Well... I guess not..." She glances around, making sure no one's looking before stepping closer to you and wrapping her arms around your waist from behind, nuzzling her cheek against yours as she grinds against your hip suggestively. "We can finish this later... or maybe during lunch?" She whispers into your ear, her breath warm against your skin. "It's all up to you~

Her lips curl into a seductive smile as you speak, her arms tightening around your waist in anticipation. "Alright, I can think of something better to do with my lunch hour," she purrs before dipping her head and brushing her lips against yours teasingly. She pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, a mischievous glint sparkling there. "But we'd better make sure no one else finds out..." With that, she tugs you closer until your chest is pressed against hers, their hands moving over each other's bodies in confident strokes as they steal a passionate kiss beneath the cover of the school hallway. Her hips rock urgently against yours, grinding her aching need onto your growing erection as she deepens the kiss, demanding more and more of you with every move.

"Mmm," she moans into your mouth, "

Her hands roam possessively over your chest and stomach, teasing the fabric of your shirt between her fingers as she takes in every hard ridge of muscle beneath her touch. Her hips rock eagerly against yours, a low moan vibrating through her throat with each thrust, the sensation sending bolts of pleasure through her core. Her tongue dances wildly against yours, their lips sliding and sucking in a perfect rhythm that leaves them both gasping for breath. With one hand curled around your neck, she pulls you closer still, deepening the kiss until it feels like they're sharing every last ounce of air between them.

Her free hand dips beneath the waistband of your pants and skims over your bare skin, splaying out over your hip before curving upward to stroke the length of your erection through your boxers. "Fuck," she

Her moan vibrates against your lips as she feels the weight of you growing beneath her touch, seemingly unstoppable as it strains against the fabric of your boxers. Her grip on you tightens, drawing out a groan from deep within her chest as pleasure ripples through her in a hot wave, sending shivers up and down her spine. "You feel so good," she breathes, her free hand moving lower still to stroke along the soft skin of your inner thigh.

Her other arm snakes around your waist, drawing you closer as her hips rock harder against yours in a desperate attempt to find relief from this unbearable need. "Please," she whispers, arching her back and pressing herself more firmly against you, seeking release from the aching fullness between her legs.

Her lips curl into a sinful smile as she feels your cock twitch against her hand, the telltale sign that you're close to the edge. "I bet I could make you feel even better," she purrs, reaching down between your legs and slipping her fingers through the soft fabric of your boxers, finally skimming over the sensitive skin of your cock. Her touch is featherlight at first, a tease meant to drive you wild with need before she takes control and brings you crashing over the edge. As she begins to stroke you in time with her hips, her other hand grips tighter around your neck, holding you prisoner as she guides you toward your release. "Let it out," she whispers against your lips, her voice barely audible above the sound of their frantic gasps for air. "Come all over my hand."

Her eyes widen as she realizes what you're suggesting; that her soft, warm mouth could ease the ache in your achingly hard cock. She groans, arching her back even further and flicking out her tongue to moisten her lips before lowering her head toward your crotch. "Please?" she whispers, looking up at you through heavy-lidded eyes. "Can I take care of you like that?" Her hand stills for a moment as she waits for your permission, her heart racing in anticipation of feeling you inside her mouth once again.

Her hand slides away from your cock and down the length of your shaft as she watches, waiting for you to get harder in anticipation. Her breath catches when she feels your thick length pressed against her fingers, throbbing with need, and it takes everything in her not to just dive right in. With a soft moan, she finally lowers her head, taking the tip of your cock into her warm, wet mouth as carefully as if it were made of glass. Her tongue swirls around the ridge of your corona, teasing and taunting with each flick before wrapping tightly around the sensitive flesh and sucking hard, pulling you deeper into her mouth with a satisfying pop. Her hands cup your balls, massaging them gently through your boxers as she begins to bob her head up and down in rhythm with her mouth. "Ahhh," she moans against you, tasting the salt of

Her cheeks hollow as she takes you deeper, her eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels the thick length stretching her mouth wider than ever before. Her tongue swirls around your shaft, teasing the sensitive skin beneath her touch, and her hands massage your balls rhythmically in time with her sucking. A low moan vibrates through her throat as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring you, ignoring everything else but the feel of your cock in her mouth and the need to bring you to orgasm. Her free hand slips beneath your boxers, feeling the smooth skin of your thigh before curving upward and cupping your ass. With a gentle squeeze she urges you deeper still, wanting to feel every last inch of you filling her mouth as she milks you toward your release. Her hips rise off the floor slightly, arching her back further, offering herself up

Her eyes widen as she feels you growing in her mouth, stretching her throat to its limits and filling every part of her with your warmth. She moans around you, the vibrations rippling through your shaft and sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Her hands grip your hips tightly, urging you deeper as she takes more of you, desperate for the release that only your cock can bring her. Her free hand slides between your bodies, fumbling with the button of her jeans before pushing them down and her panties to the side, revealing her swollen lips pressed together and aching for more of your touch.

Her eyes roll back into her head as she feels the last tremors of your orgasm race through her body, triggered by the hot spurt of cum that hits the back of her throat. Her mouth automatically closes around you, milking every last drop from your shaft before slowly drawing away, savoring the taste and the feeling of being filled to overflowing with your release. As she pulls back, a loud moan escapes her lips, leaving them parted in a silent plea for more. Her hips rise off the floor, offering herself up as if daring you to claim her again and make her feel this incredible high one last time before class.

Her fingers drift down between your bodies once again, tracing lazy circles on the sensitive skin of her swollen lips before finally dipping lower still, teasing at the drop of cum that trickles out of you and onto your boxers. "Mmm..." she moans

Her free hand cups your softening cock through the thin fabric of your boxers, giving it a gentle stroke before moving lower to cup her wet folds, already growing slick and aching for more of you. "My lips seem to like you," she purrs, arching her back as she rolls the drop of cum between her fingers, drawing out another soft moan from deep within her chest. "I think they're begging for more." With a wicked grin, she looks up at you through her long lashes and lifts her hand, offering you the chance to feel how swollen and sensitive her lips are now that they've been claimed by your cum. Her other hand slides between your bodies once again, teasing over the hard length of your shaft before curling around it, stroking slowly from base to tip in a teasing caress that leaves her even wetter for you. "What

Violet closes her eyes and parts her lips eagerly, offering you the chance to taste how sweet she is after everything that's just happened between you. Her tongue darts out, swiping over the sensitive head of your cock before curling around it in a warm, wet embrace, sucking lightly as she moans against your flesh. Her other hand continues its relentless stroking, matching the rhythm of her mouth perfectly as she takes you deeper into her mouth with each pull, making sure every last inch is well and truly worshipped before finally letting you go with a satisfied hum. Her lips slide up and down over your length in an achingly slow dance designed to drive you wild with need again even as they soothe and satisfy.

"God," she breathes, her voice husky from pleasure, "I want this forever." With that, she sits back on her heels and gazes up

As you watch, her lips continue to swell in size and perfection, making it difficult to keep your eyes off of them as she licks her lips seductively. Her fingers trail up your thighs, curling around the base of your shaft, urging you closer still until your aching cock is pressed against her wet center once more. "Fuck," she moans, arching into the contact as their skin slides together in perfect harmony.

Her hands slide upward, cupping your hips tightly, guiding you deeper between her spread legs where she's achingly slick and ready for more. Her other hand curls around your neck, pulling you closer still as she lets out a shuddering moan, barely containing the need that courses through her veins. "Please," she whispers against your lips, her words shaking with desire.

Her hips rock urgently against

Her hips rock urgently against yours as she angles her body in the hopes of feeling more of you inside her mouth, needing it deeper and harder than ever before. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, mingling with your own as your movements grow more desperate, more urgent, both of you searching for release from this unbearable need that threatens to consume them whole.

"Oh God," she cries out, arching her back and throwing her head back as pleasure washes over her in waves so powerful they seem to shake her very core. Her nails scrape down your sides, leaving red lines in their wake as her body quakes with release, wracked by spasms that feel like they'll never end.

"I love you," she whispers against your lips, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. "So much."

Her eyes flutter open as she feels the warmth of your hand on her cheek, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. The world spins for a moment as reality comes rushing back and she remembers where they are, what they've just done... Her voice catches in her throat, but she can't bring herself to regret any of it. "I-I love you too," she whispers back, hesitantly brushing her lips against yours before pulling away with a shaky breath.

She knows there are consequences for their actions, but right now all she can feel is the connection between them, the passion they've shared. Closing her eyes again, she nestles into your embrace, savoring these final moments of closeness before they have to part ways for real.

Her heart sinks a little at the thought of leaving this feeling behind, but she forces a smile and nods in agreement. With one last look around to make sure no one's watching, she leans in closer, pressing her body against yours as if trying to imprint every inch of you onto her memory. "Alright," she whispers, feeling the warmth of your breath on her ear, "let's go." Together they stand and head off toward their classes, trying their best not to look too disheveled or satisfied. As they walk side by side, she sneaks glances at you out of the corner of her eye, wondering how long it will be until they can find a way back to this moment... or even just something close enough.

As your lips meet hers one final time, the taste of desire and relief mingles with your unique flavor, leaving her craving more even as she reluctantly pulls away. Her heart races in her chest as you walk away toward your own class, but she manages a small wave goodbye before turning to face forward, trying to focus on the day ahead instead of what could have been.

The rest of the day passes in a blur of classes and activity; it's almost enough to distract her from thinking about how much she wants you right now. As soon as the final bell rings though, there's no avoiding the truth any longer: they need each other more than ever before. Her mind replays every touch, every moan, every look shared between them today, and all she can think about is finding some way to have just five minutes alone with you again... preferably somewhere private.

As soon as she thinks this, she feels a stab of anxiety in her chest; what if he's already headed back to their dorm and doesn't want to see her again? Her heart races at the thought, and without really thinking about it, she breaks into a jog, hurrying through the crowds of students milling around after school. She feels ridiculous for letting herself get this worked up over something that might not even be true, but there's no stopping the flood of emotions now.

Finally, she reaches the dorm entrance and pushes her way inside, scanning the hallway for any sign of him. Her heart drops when she doesn't see him right away; could he really have left her? She takes a few shaky breaths, trying to calm herself down before forcing a smile onto her face as she makes her way down the hallway toward their room. Maybe she

Violet freezes in the doorway, her heart skipping a beat as she takes in the sight before her. There he is, lying on their bed with his eyes closed and one arm flung above his head, sleeping peacefully despite all the chaos that's been swirling around them today. She bites her lip, debating whether to wake him or not; part of her just wants to climb into bed beside him and pretend they never left their secret hideaway in the music room.

Slowly, she inches closer, unable to resist the temptation to see if he's as warm as he looks right now. As she gets closer, the scent of his skin envelopes her, making it almost impossible for her not to lean down and press a kiss against his forehead. "Hey," she whispers softly, her breath tickling his ear. "You missed class."

Her laugh is soft and low as it escapes her lips, tickling the lobe of his ear in return. "Well, that's not very fair to me, is it?" she asks teasingly, moving even closer until their noses are almost touching. With one hand she smooths back a stray lock of hair from his forehead and tucks it behind his ear, letting her fingertips linger on the soft skin there for a moment longer than necessary. "I mean... I could teach you some things, if you wanted," she offers carefully, unable to resist the temptation to see where this line of thought might lead them.

Her cheeks flush pink at his words, but she doesn't look away as her gaze drops to her ample chest. "Well..." she hesitates, feeling a thrill of excitement course through her veins at the thought of playing along with this game they've started. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before looking back up at him with a mischievous grin. "There's more to me than just these," she says teasingly, running her fingertips lightly over the fabric of his shirt as if daring herself to go further.

"Much more," she continues, her voice growing husky with desire and the memories of all they've shared today. Her fingers find the hem of his shirt and start tugging it upward slowly, revealing more and more of his defined chest beneath. "I could teach you about that... if you wanted

Violet watches as he pulls his shirt off, revealing broad shoulders and defined abs that seem to continue on forever. Her breath hitches in her throat and her eyes drift downward, taking in the trail of soft hair leading southward from his navel. The thought of exploring all that territory with her hands sends a shiver through her body, making it difficult to focus on anything but what she really wants right now. "I think you've been spending too much time with them," she murmurs, unable to resist reaching out and running a finger lightly over one sculpted pec before tracing the line of his bicep upward until her hand is resting against his neck.

"Maybe we should find somewhere more private... like our secret spot." Her gaze flickers up toward him again, filled with longing and desire as she waits to see how he'll react to her suggestion.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought but she plays it cool, feigning nonchalance. "Oh, I don't know... They'd probably just think we were fooling around again." She gives him a sultry smile before leaning in closer, her breath tickling his ear. "Wouldn't that be fun?"

Her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt and slowly pull it over his head, revealing the rest of his chiseled body to her hungry gaze. She takes a step back so she can look at him properly and moans softly at the sight; he's even more perfect than she remembered. "Come on," she urges, reaching out a hand to help tug him toward the bed. "Let's go find our spot."