I didn’t give her a chance to react. My fingers found her soaked entrance and slipped inside with ease, curling just right to hit that spot that made her gasp and clutch at me.
“R-ruki!” She hissed a moan, calling me by my name. Her hips quivered against my hand, her composure shattering as I pumped my fingers in and out while my thumb circled her clit with just enough pressure to make her tremble.
Her hand on my cock faltered and her strokes grew more erratic as she struggled to keep up. I took advantage of her distraction, leaning forward to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.
No matter how much she denied it, we already both know how we feel about each other. All this was just a game at this point. A game where I’d make her flustered enough to be more honest in words rather than just her actions.
Our tongues clashed as though we wanted to devour each other.
The clubroom was filled with the sounds of our ragged breathing, the wet slide of my fingers inside her, and the faint creak of the bench beneath us.
Her free hand tangled in my hair, pulling hard enough to make it sting around my scalp.
I groaned into her mouth, the mix of pain and pleasure pushing me closer to the edge.
“You’re not making me beg yet, sensei,” I teased between kisses as her hand tightened on my cock, stroking faster now, her thumb swiping over the sensitive tip and smearing the precum that had continued to bead. “But you’re doing a great job of making me want you.”
“Good,” She growled as she pulled back, her eyes blazing with a mix of challenge and need. She shoved me back against the bench, her hands planting firmly on my chest as she lifted her hips, positioning herself above me. The tip of my cock brushed against her slick folds, and we both quivered at the contact, the anticipation and pleasure almost unbearable. “Because I’m done playing, Ruki. You’re mine right now.”
Before I could respond, she sank down onto me, taking me in one slow, torturous inch at a time.
The tight, wet heat of her sacred place enveloped me, and I couldn’t hold back the low, guttural moan that tore from my throat.
She was so perfect, her walls clenching around me had already perfectly memorized my size and how she should grip it tighter. Her thighs trembled slightly from the effort of holding herself up.
Her hands braced on my chest as she let out a shaky breath, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she savored the feeling of being filled by me again.
I gripped her hips tightly, supporting her and urging her to move, “You feel… so good, sensei.”
Her eyes snapped open, and that smirk was back, though it was tinged with a raw, unguarded need. “You’re not so bad yourself, shameless brat.
She started to move, rolling her hips in a deliberate rhythm that had me seeing stars. Each motion was calculated, her walls squeezing me in all the right places, and I could feel every pulse of her body as she rode me. Likewise, the tip of my cock poked on the right places that made her love juices flood down.
And while she’s doing that, my hands roamed her body, one sliding up to cup her breast, pinching her nipple between my fingers as I leaned in to suck on her again, heightening the pleasure.
Orimura-sensei’s rhythm faltered, a sharp moan escaping her as her hips jolted uncontrollably, taking me deeper as she came once.
I pushed her down, burying myself to the hilt as her insides clenched tightly on me, squeezing me as her love juices wet the bench beneath us.
Her head tipped back, her hair spilling over her shoulders, and the sight of her wild, unrestrained, completely lost in the moment was almost enough to push me over the edge.
As she rode that sensation, Orimura-sensei quickly recovered. Or at least, she tried to look like it to continue.
“Ruki… don’t stop,” She pleaded as she gasped for breath, her hands clutching at my shoulders as she resumed her movements, her hips slamming down onto me with a force that made the bench creak ominously. The wet sound of our bodies colliding filled the clubroom, mingling with her moans and my groans, and I could feel the tension building, coiling tighter with every thrust.
“Not stopping, sensei,” I growled, my fingers working her clit faster, matching the rhythm of her hips. “But you’re gonna come for me a few more times first. I want to see you lose your control again. You’re beautiful that way.”
“S-shameless brat.” Her eyes flashed with defiance, but it was clear she was fighting a losing battle. Her walls tightened around me, her thighs trembling as she rode me harder, chasing her release.
I could feel her getting closer to her climax again as her moans grew louder, more desperate, and I leaned up, capturing her nipple in my mouth again, sucking hard as I thrust up to meet her movements.
That was all it took.
Orimura-sensei’s body tensed as she came again with a cry that echoed in the small room.
Her sensitive walls clenched around me, pulsing with the force of her orgasm, and the sensation was so intense it nearly dragged me under with her. Her hips jerked, riding out the waves of pleasure, and I kept my tight hold around her, in case she powerlessly fell back.
“Ruki…” All she could whisper was my name as she slumped against me, her forehead resting against mine. Her body was still trembling, her walls fluttering around me, and I could feel my own release building, the heat pooling at the tip of my cock.
“You’re incredible, sensei,” I murmured, my hands sliding up her back, holding her close as I thrust up into her, chasing my own edge. “But I’m not done with you yet.”
She let out a weak laugh, her lips brushing against mine in a lazy, sated kiss. “You’re insatiable, shameless brat. But… I’m not complaining…”
Her words were all the encouragement I needed. I gripped her hips, guiding her movements as I thrust up harder, deeper. The bench creaked further beneath us with every motion.
Her moans started again, softer now but no less desperate, and I could feel her tightening around me again, her body responding even after her orgasm.
The pleasure was overwhelming, a hot wave that built with every thrust, every clench of her walls and every gasp that fell from her lips.
I buried my face in her neck, sucking on the sensitive skin as I pushed us both toward the edge.
“Sensei… I’m close,” I groaned, my voice strained as I fought to hold on, wanting to make this last as long as possible.
“Then come for me, Ruki,” she whispered, her voice a sultry command as she clenched around me deliberately, her hips grinding down to meet my thrusts. “Let me feel you.”
That was it. The tension snapped, and I came with a groan, spilling deep inside her as my hips pushed me back to the hilt, releasing it all in her depths. The pleasure was blinding, consuming, and Orimura-sensei’s sensitive walls as she came for the third time milked me through every pulse, her body trembling as she received everything I could give her..
She clung to me and I held her just as tightly, our bodies locked together as we rode out the aftershocks.
For a moment, we just stayed like that, panting, sweat-slicked, and utterly spent. Her forehead rested against mine, her breath warm against my lips, and I could feel the rapid beat of her heart against my chest. The clubroom was silent now, the only sound was our uneven breathing and the faint sound of the air conditioning.
However, just as I was about to lift her off of me, a knock rang at the door and Sachi’s voice came through.
“Sensei? Are you still there?”
She didn’t hear us from outside, right?
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