Your sharp inhale let him know you enjoyed it. You bit your lip to keep the moan behind your lips and to keep him from knowing the real pleasure behind this. However, you were unaware to that fact that he already knew how he drove you mad. That smirk still plastered across his face remained as he slowly made little circles with his thumb around the point that was your nipple. Your next mistake would sign your fate as you let a quiet moan escape from your lips. His smirk turned into a chuckle then he looked into your eyes with the same intensity as before then you felt his tongue on your left nipple. You gasped again but it was quickly turned into a moan as his teeth gently grazed your quickly erect left nipple. With his right hand pulling at your right nipple, his tongue erotically circling your left, and with his left hand still holding both of yours above your head, it was almost too much. Under your stomach, you felt a warm pool was being stirred up as it seemed your underwear began to dampen as the pleasure increased.
His licking stopped but his hand didn't and as he kissed up your body as before, he stopped at your neck and kissed hard then sucking hard causing the pool in your body to tremor. Then he let go of your hands and as they fell to his shoulders, his newly freed hand drifted down your body, past your bellybutton, and into new territory.
"Now, Now class. Is that anyway to treat a new student? Please Arthur, take a free seat so we can proceed with the new lesson."
Your heart started to pick up pace. There were two seats left; a seat in the back next to the charming boys from before, or the seat right behind you. It was almost a stupid question to ask yourself where he was going to sit, but nonetheless, you prayed a silent prayer that he pick the other seat, as he would be a distraction to your poor hormones that fought with your brain everyday to decide if you would think about schoolwork or... you get the idea.
He walked by you, yes in almost all leather. A shirt with an odd logo with a leather cutoff vest, dark wash jeans that sagged and fit in all the right places, with leather boots. He looked like something out of a vintage rock band but that only made your hormones rage more. A piece of paper that landed on your desk was quickly covered by your hand followed by the sound of him sitting behind you. This was definitely going to be interesting.
His hand stopped abruptly at the waistband of your jeans then he freed his other hand and brought it down to your waistband as well. He moved his lips to yours and with the sound of unbuttoning and unzipping, you helped him take off your pants. You took your hands and placed both on the back of his head, pulling his lips into yours in a firmer way, making the kiss a bit rough, but this surprisingly still left you wanting more. On the other hand, one of his hands started to rub the front of your panties, making you let out another moan. This would only instigate which led him to break the kiss and pick you up, firmly holding your backside and carrying you towards your bed...