My Predicament- Chapter 10

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The last bell of the day rings and I stroll slowly to detention.

I enter the yellowed door and there's Isaac, in a thin white V-neck, denim jacket and washed out levi jeans. He's leaning on the side of the supervisor's desk facing the door staring at me chewing gum; his eyes are fiercely attached to mines. I turn around to close the door and I feel a sudden rub against by back which gave me a slight fright raising my pours. He swiftly closes the door with one hand in which he leans on; his right foot is crossed over his left. I bend to pick up my books that fell due to the shock and without warning I feel a stinging pain on my right butt cheek, Isaac smacked it  violently clenching it in the palm of his hands, FUCK!. I turn around angrily to push him but he halts my hands and aggressively starts kissing me up against the wall, behind the door. It's so exhilarating, his tongue is inside my mouth exploring, it's so soft and wet from his saliva. He bites my lip, only to watch me in my eyes and go back in, one hand is gripped to my chin and the other still clenching my ass. There's no one in the class, not even the supervisor which is so strange.

I push him back a bit and started asking questions.

"Where's everyone?" i murmured, louder than I should have.

"Every who?" he responds, staring at my lips, biting his, wanting more.

I watch him in a "come on, don't play stupid with me look" and he knows exactly what I implied.

"Apparently we're the only bad kids at school Francesca, 'he winks', Jaspa is supposed to supervise us today, I talked to him and asked him to come a half an hour late to class so we can have some privacy, oh yeah, he knows about us by the way" he mutters casually as if he's telling me this for the 100th time.

"HE KNOWS! WHAT! When were you planning on telling me about this?"

"errr, well I didn't know there was gonna be so much talking, I'm sorry" he replies scratching behind his ear with his elbows in the air, his biceps look so incredibly delicious.

I take a deep breathe to process what he just told me. He takes my hands and leads me to the teacher's desk. He then pushes me up against it, and starts kissing me passionately.

After about 10 seconds of tongue action, I push him away again.

"Aren't you scared that we get caught?" I murmur with a concerned tone.

"We're not gonna get caught Francesca, chillax, don't worry I locked the door and I made sure that my brother doesn't attempt to come in without knocking." Isaac responds, his voice is seriously perfect; it turns me on so much.

"So he knows you're about to fuck me in detention?" I blurt out with a bitchy voice; I think my subconscious possessed me.

He smirks and responds, "No he doesn't, he understands privacy, but I am going to fuck you Francesca, and you're going scream for more."

As those words elicit from his mouth, I feel the wetness emerging from within, I want him, more than ever.

The rain starts to heavily pour outside, we both stare at the glass window opposite us, it got so dark outside and we didn't even notice, the water is leaking down the glass and we begin to kiss to the sound of the rain, it's almost like the rain is giving us energy.

He pushes me up in a sitting position on top the desk and inserts his two, long, fingers into my vagina while watching me with his mouth slightly open. FUCK!, its so painful, yet so pleasurable.

I moan with pain and he quickly shuts me up with a kiss, his other hand is holding my head pushing me into his, red juicy Australian lips.

He rips my thin black top of belligerently while clenching his teeth.

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