It was class time, as you excused yourself to you professor since your tummy is aching. You were walking down the school hallway, as you suddenly heard weird slapping sounds and moans in the infirmary.

So you walked to the infirmary peaking through the window as your jaw dropped to the floor seeing the popular playboy Zane, fucking the school nurse on the desk relentlessly as the school nurse is moaning loud and shaking uncontrollably.

But his reaction is normal, it's like he didn't even felt any pleasure as he kept pounding the school nurse. Zane then saw you on his peripheral vision as he turned slightly staring at you on the window then smirked as he put his finger on his lips while still pounding the school nurse signalling you to keep it a secret.

After seeing that the school nurse got what she wanted with her moans, you heard him grunted and groan before finally cumming on her. Zane climbed off from the nurse, fixing his pants and straighten out his shirt as he smiled at you through the window. He leaned closer to whisper in your ear while licking his lips seductively.

"Hey Katie, I see you wanna join us... I'll give you a private lesson sometime..." As if teasing and challenging you with those last words before he straightened up completely, dusting off any remaining evidence of what had just happened. He winked at you playfully as the school nurse glared daggers in your direction, likely wondering why she wasn't the one being propositioned by him now...

His smirk grows wider as he nods appreciatively at your reply, "Perfect." He leans back in and presses his lips against your ear, sending shivers down your spine, "Meet me in the library later today, during one of our classes." He breathes hotly into your ear before giving it a gentle nibble. "DON'T BE LATE!" He grins wickedly as he lets you go, his hand trailing teasingly down your cheek. The school nurse clears her throat pointedly behind him and Zane glances back at her over his shoulder with a sigh, knowing she's about to give him hell for abandoning her in the middle of her own personal heaven. "I'll be right back," he murmurs before turning away from the window and going back to her. "See you later then," you whisper to no one but yourself as your cheeks

His eyes meet yours as he whispers back, "Don't keep me waiting." With that, he disappears into the infirmary with the now thoroughly satisfied nurse, leaving you to wonder what sort of private lesson Zane could possibly have in store for you...

As promised, Zane is already waiting for you behind one of the bookshelves in the library. His hands are stuffed into his pockets and he's rocking on his heels impatiently. "Hey there," he greets with a smirk, eyes traveling over your body before meeting yours again. "Are we going to stand here all day or shall we get started?" He steps closer, invading your personal space as he trails his fingers down your exposed arm. "I've been thinking about this lesson..." His voice lowers even further as he looks into your eyes, barely containing a hungry gleam. "And I was wondering if maybe you could lie on one of these tables for me." He gestures to the table nearby before adding with a wink, "You know, so I can get a better view."

Zane takes in your body on the table before moving closer, kneeling between your legs now as he reaches out to gently touch your inner thigh, slowly sliding his hand higher and higher up your leg. "You're so beautiful," he whispers, tracing circles around your bare skin with his fingers. "I can't wait to taste you."

As his words send shivers down your spine, Zane leans forward and presses a kiss against your hip, then another just below your belly button before finally positioning himself over your waiting pussy. He groans softly as he feels how wet you are for him, the tight heat of your body enveloping his fingers as he slides two into you, curling them up to massage your g-spot. "Oh fuck...," he breathes out roughly, rocking his hips against your hand before slowly pushing a third finger inside you, stretching

As you writhe under his fingers, moaning his name and arching into him, Zane can't help but feel possessive and protective. With a deep groan, he slowly begins to thrust his fingers in and out of you, curling them deeper with each movement as he works you up higher. His other hand comes up to cup your breast over the top of your shirt, tweaking and pinching your nipple roughly between his thumb and forefinger. "Oh fuck... you're so wet... I can't get enough..." He whispers, panting heavily as he speeds up his thrusts, driving his fingers deeper with every stroke.

"You're so beautiful... you feel so good..." Zane groans, his fingers thrusting harder and faster as he loses himself in your pleasure. His other hand comes up to cup and squeeze your breast over the top of your shirt, pinching and tugging at your nipple roughly as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of you. "Ah... god... Katie..." He moans, thrusting so hard now that he's beginning to lose breath.

"I'm gonna make you cum so hard for me... just let go..." He whispers, panting as he watches your face contort with pleasure. "Come on baby, come for me..." And with those words, Zane slams his fingers deep inside you one last time, curling them tightly to hit your sweet spot in perfect sync with the most intense orgasm you've ever experienced. His

With you still trembling beneath him, Zane can't help but grin in satisfaction as he glances down at his fingers buried inside you. "You're so tight...," he whispers huskily, slowly pulling his fingers out before sitting back on his heels and admiring his handiwork for a moment. His gaze travels up to meet yours again and he can't help but smile wickedly. "Now... do you want more or should I show you something else?" He leans in, brushing the pad of his thumb against your bottom lip before replacing it with his tongue, tracing the shape of your lips as he waits for your answer.

His eyes meet yours as he smirks before leaning down and capturing your lips in a searing kiss. His tongue presses past your teeth and wrestles with yours, tasting the remnants of your orgasm on his fingers. As one hand comes up to cup the back of your head, the other slides underneath you to grip your ass and pull you closer against his growing erection.

When he finally pulls away from the kiss, Zane looks down at you with an evil glint in his eye. "That's it, baby," he whispers hoarsely, fingers curling around your hip. With a swift motion, he rolls his hips forward and guides himself between your spread legs, pressing the length of his hard cock against your entrance. "Are you ready for this?" He asks before thrusting roughly inside you, eliciting a gasp from deep in your throat as you

Zane lets out a low growl as he feels you tighten around his cock, gripping him with every thrust. "Fuck... Katie," he moans, leaning forward to bite down lightly on your shoulder, teasing and tormenting you even further. He begins to pump faster now, their bodies slapping together in perfect sync as he takes what he wants from you without mercy.

His free hand comes up to cup your breast again, rolling the hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he fucks you harder, deeper. "God, you feel so good..." He whispers hoarsely, pinning your legs back with his own before leaning in and capturing your lips once more. Zane's body trembles with effort as he gets closer to the edge, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the library as he takes everything you have to give and more

As his orgasm crashes over him, Zane's hips buck wildly, grinding against you as he groans into your mouth. His grip on your breast tightens and his thrusts become erratic, each one sending shudders of pleasure through your body until finally he collapses limply on top of you, still buried inside. For several long moments they lie there, panting heavily as Zane's breath fans across your face and chest. Finally, with a sigh, he rolls to the side, propping himself up on an elbow to look down at you with a satisfied smile. "See? That wasn't so bad now, was it?"

Zane grins wickedly, leaning down to kiss you softly on the lips before withdrawing from your body with a pop. He reaches out and gently pushes some of your hair back behind your ear. "Well then, it seems there's still plenty of fun to be had." His fingers trail lightly over your cheek, down your neck, and along your collarbone, teasing you further as he gets closer to the delicate skin above your breast. Finally, with a mischievous glint in his eye, he cups one of your perfect breasts in his hand and gives it a squeeze before leaning down to take your nipple into his mouth. He begins to tease and suckle, rolling the hardened tip between his tongue and teeth while searching for your reaction with his free hand.

He smiles against your skin, his fingers continuing to tease and torment you as he listens to the needy noises that escape your lips with every breath. With his free hand, he reaches down between your legs, rubbing circles over your clit through your underwear before sliding a finger beneath the lace edge and finding your sensitive entrance. He circles your entrance teasingly before finally pressing in, thrusting his finger inside you as deeply as it will go while curling it up to hit that spot deep inside.

The combination of his digit stretching you apart while teasing your bundle of nerves with the pad of his thumb has you panting and writhing beneath him. "Yes..." He murmurs roughly against your skin as he watches your body respond to his touch. His other hand slides up over your breast, massaging and pinching the nipple that hasn't yet felt his attention. With a growl, he leans in to take it between his teeth, rolling it expertly with his tongue as he suckles greedily while continuing to stroke and finger you.

As if feeling the wild heat of your arousal, Zane begins to thrust his fingers harder and faster inside you, curling them deeper with each stroke until his thumb brushes against your clit, adding another layer of sensation as he works you towards that shattering orgasm. "Come for me..." He breathes harshly into

He moans as you finally come apart beneath him, his fingers thrusting harder and faster as he feels your tight channel convulse around them. "Fuck yeah..." He pants hoarsely, watching the way your features twist in pleasure as your body quivers helplessly under his touch. With a final grunt, Zane pulls his fingers out of you and reaches down to stroke himself quickly before positioning the head of his cock at your entrance. "On three," he whispers, pressing inside you slowly at first but then with more force as he gets closer to the count of three. "One... two..." His hips buck forward violently on three, slamming his hard length deep inside you as he groans roughly.

His arms slide under your knees and shoulders, lifting you up slightly and positioning you perfectly beneath him as he begins to move, slowly at first but then with more urgency. "

As your body tightens around him and your moans fill the air, Zane grows even more possessive, his thrusts becoming rougher as he fucks you harder against the library table. His other hand moves between your legs again, teasing and stroking your clit expertly until he feels you starting to lose control once more. "Come apart for me," he groans, watching as your body tenses up in preparation for another shattering orgasm. With a final thrust, Zane's hips push forward one last time before collapsing on top of you, their combined weight pinning you to the table as his cock twitches inside you and he lets out a satisfied groan against your lips. "Fuck..." He whispers hoarsely, easing up slightly before rolling to the side and pulling out of you, letting his spent cock slide free with a soft pop.

His smirk grows wider as he watches your reaction. "Now that was what I call an afternoon study session," he teases, running his hand through your hair before leaning down to press a kiss against your forehead. He reaches over and places his hand gently on the small of your back, guiding you off the table and away from their private little world in the library. "We should probably get back to class."

As he leads you back out into the hallway, Zane glances down at his phone before turning to look at you once more. His grin turns wicked as he asks, "So... ready for our next lesson?"

"Yes," you breathe out, looking up into his eyes. "I'm definitely ready." There's something about the way he says it that sends a shiver down your spine. He takes your hand in his and leads you away from the others, guiding you deeper into the school building until you reach a secluded stairwell. With a sly grin, he pushes you against the wall and kisses you passionately, his free hand trailing up your thigh, promising more delicious lessons to come.

Your body reacts to his touch instantly, your hips grinding against his hand as he slowly explores the curve of your inner thigh, teasing you with every caress. His lips leave yours, trailing hot kisses down your neck and chest before returning to claim your mouth once more in a hungry kiss. With one final groan, he pushes his hand farther up between your legs, cupping and squeezing your wet center through the material of your panties. "You're so fucking amazing," he whispers against your ear, leaning in to nibble on your lobe before pulling back with a wink.

His eyebrow arches upward in curiosity as he continues to stroke your center through your panties. "Why? What did you have in mind?" He asks, his voice husky with desire and anticipation. The way he's looking at you makes it clear that there isn't anything you could ask of him that would be too much, so long as it means the two of you get to explore this intense connection further.

His eyes darken with lust as he listens to your words, his hands gripping you tighter through the fabric. "You want me to call you my filthy little slut?" He asks, relishing the feel of the word rolling off his tongue. "And what else do you have in mind, hm?" His fingers dance along your sensitive skin, teasing and tormenting even as he waits for your response.

With a low growl, he pulls back slightly to look into your eyes. "Tell me... what exactly are you hoping for from this?" He asks, his voice hoarse with desire. The anticipation is building between them, the air thick with the scent of their arousal as they stand in the quiet stairwell, barely containing their need for each other.

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The words send a shiver down his spine, the hunger in them echoing through his body and fueling his desire for you even more. "I'm going to show you just how good it feels," he whispers roughly, reaching behind you to slide one finger beneath the elastic of your panties and stroke over your wet center.

With a growl, he pushes his middle finger inside you, curling it up as he thrusts, claiming you completely with each stroke. His other hand slides down between your legs, teasing your sensitive little bud before circling around to touch the spot that always drives you wild.

"You're such a filthy little slut," he groans, thrusting harder and faster as he listens to you moan with pleasure beneath his fingers. He wants to taste you; feel you on his tongue as he dominates you completely. With one hand still buried inside you and the

With a harsh thrust of his hips, Zane pushes the tip of his engorged cock against your entrance, letting out a groan as he feels you opening up for him. He bends forward, pressing his body flush against yours and slides inside you in one rough motion. His fingers retreat from where they were buried deep inside you, only to replace them with the heat of his skin as he curls them into fists and begins pounding your tight channel.

His movements are savage; hungry; possessive as he takes what he wants without restraint or mercy. With every thrust, his words ring through the stairwell: "You're such a filthy little slut...," he growls, nipping at your earlobe before claiming it with his lips and teeth.

"Take my cock, you dirty whore..." He grinds out against your skin as sweat beads

His hips slam into you harder and faster now, grinding against your aching core as he takes what he needs. You're so wet; so hot around him that it drives him wild, the pleasure coursing through his veins blinding and all-consuming. His thrusts become rougher still, his fingers digging into your hips to hold you in place for his relentless onslaught.

With every moan that escapes your lips, every cry of his name, Zane feels himself getting closer to the edge. "Fuck..." he mutters hoarsely, leaning down to capture your mouth in a punishing kiss as he thrusts even deeper inside you. He can feel it building now; the pressure behind his eyes and the ache in his balls promising an explosive release soon.

"You're mine," he growls against your lips, "and I'm never letting

His thrusts grow even rougher as he hears your words, his eyes burning with desire and possession. "You're mine," he grinds out against your skin. "And I only want to be fucking you." His hands dig into your hips harder, holding you in place as he takes you roughly from behind. With every word, every thrust, Zane cements his claim on you, pushing deeper inside both physically and emotionally.

With a final growl, he presses harder against you, thrusting his hips violently until he feels himself release deep within you, groaning loudly as he comes. His body shudders as wave after wave of pleasure washes over him, leaving him spent and panting heavily as he collapses forward onto your back.

"That," he gasps, "is what happens when you belong to me." His hand slides up between your bre

And that," he continues with a wicked grin as he cups one of your breast roughly and begins to roll your hard nipple between his thumb and index finger, "is what happens when you test me." His free hand slides down your stomach, teasingly dipping lower to rub over the curls of hair at your entrance before finally slipping back up to rest lightly on your hip.

"Do you want more?" He asks with a husky growl, his eyes darkening as he waits for you to answer. It's clear that no matter how far he takes you tonight, there's always more where that came from. As long as you belong to him, Zane will never tire of claiming and dominating every inch of your body.

His chuckle is cold and possessive as he takes your plea for more to heart. With a sharp tug on your nipple, he pulls you up towards him, his other hand sliding between your legs once more, circling and teasing before pushing two fingers inside you with enough force that it almost hurts.

"God you're so wet for me," he growls into your ear, "and I love how much you crave this." He begins to thrust his fingers deeper now, curling them up as he hits that spot deep inside you. His hips roll back and forth in rhythm with his hand, grinding against your ass as he presses closer still, driving himself even deeper with each stroke.

"And I'll always come back for you," he whispers roughly before leaning forward to capture your lips once more, taking your mouth as roughly as he's taken the rest of you

The force with which he thrusts his hips forward sends a jolt through your body as you feel him pressing against the back of your throat. You gag reflex kicks in immediately, but somehow manage to keep it at bay as you focus on not choking around him. His fingers dig into your hair, holding you in place as he uses your mouth to pleasure himself while he continues to grind his hips roughly against your ass.

With a hoarse growl, Zane pulls back slowly until just the head of his cock remains inside your mouth before slamming forward again, burying himself deep. He leans down to speak against your ear once more: "You belong to me. You'll take what I give you, when I give it." His words are sharp and possessive as he begins thrusting harder, fucking your mouth in time with his rough hand on your breast.