Craving For Her

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ther off before I made my way to mine. As I reached the gate, I paus

gue afterwards. I was going, to be honest with myself I didn't want to see h

me reason, I felt eyes on my as if I was be

two grades higher therefore I had an

ess. When we were done,

he scripts t

o her office. She followed me and once I finishe

ner, I was pul

t. He pulled me into class. The moment we entered the class before he even closed the door, I knew where w

imitation' had taken place. The single most humiliating day of my life that had show

that made filled the room that day. Even if it had

and I stood there rigid and quiet. Our eyes never left one

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ed you,

it but my pride spoke first. "Rescued me? From what exactly. I didn't need your help

e smirked at me. Unexpectedly, he started to chuckle as he clapped. His laughter w

c rising as I backed away from him. He had a

und and slammed me against the whiteboard. I opened my eyes to see him towerin

antically under my breast. Every fibre of my body telling me to fi

ed menacingly in my ear. "S

k. Was he implying that I in

et my embarrassme

huckle that sounded as if it came from the bottom of his stomach. He l

under an in

theory, I need to e

ly talking about? I had no time to

tarily, unable to control it. I wanted to scream out but I couldn't do anything e

ist, pushing against

is face in the nape of my neck. I continued to push an

f my neck, slowly nibbling on it li

t as though he heard

and biting my neck again. "I w

scream, he would probably turn the tables. Who would b

bled rather gently on my lips. My hands grabbed at his shirt to pull him off me. He ignored my attempts, his

lust, and a glint of tri

hypothesis w

k by my own reaction

s, he pulled his arm away. Then he turned around and

react that way but at that moment they did. So much so, that

f course, I needed his help and he ha

ial of what I felt about my tormentor. Yesterday had only left me more con