I just want to say to everyone, thank you so much for all your reviews of each of my stories. And those who have private messaged me. It's so wonderful to hear your feedback and I really appreciate the way you take the stories into your hearts. I am endeavouring to post Forbidden each day, as it appears to be the favourite. I always get so shy of posting new stories in case people don't like them but you all bowl me over with positive feedback and it's a really special feeling.

Now, enough sap! I hope you enjoy this chapter. And just to reassure everyone, Bea has left the building and the only other people in the school at this time are those in Miles's detention. But they're all busy so Charlie and Joey won't get caught. So, here is the next part, continuing right from where we left off. IJKS xx

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Chapter Twenty-Six

Charlie suddenly felt a rush of images in her mind. She pictured a future where kisses with Joey only ever got better and better. It seemed realistic. She wrapped her arms a little tighter around her and they continued to kiss, lips brushing, tongues playing and hearts racing. Charlie couldn't help but wonder how something so amazing could be so wrong. Joey couldn't think coherently at all. Aware that this beautiful moment could be taken away from her at any moment, she was more than prepared to do her analysing and consideration later. Right now, she wanted to absorb every physical and emotional feeling of togetherness with Charlie that she could. Slowly and breathlessly, they drew away from each other. Joey kept her eyes closed, waiting for the rejection to begin, for Charlie to start telling herself what a terrible person she was. Instead, she felt Charlie's fingertips on her face, stroking her skin gently. Joey's eyes flashed open. Charlie looked lost somewhere between desire and indecision. Seizing the moment, Joey pressed her lips back against hers firmly. With all her doubts momentarily subsided, Charlie let go. She allowed Joey to kiss her and nudge her back against the whiteboard. As they began to explore each other, their kisses lost some of their tenderness, gaining fervent urgency. Charlie felt Joey's hands move up and down her body, leaving every inch of her on fire in their wake. Without realising it, she in turn had pulled Joey as close as possible, running her hands along her back, clutching her backside and then moving up to stroke her long, dark hair. Not quite sure when her fantasy was going to end, Joey continued to kiss Charlie and allowed her hands to rest on her front. She caressed her breasts gently and briefly with her palms, thrilled when she felt her responses through the thin, white blouse she was wearing. Is this really happening? she wondered. Am I really standing here with the woman of my dreams? Does she really want me? When am I going to wake up? Joey leant closer and kissed Charlie's perfect mouth again. All the emotion that they'd tried to keep under control since the first moment they met seemed to be pouring out. Joey nervously found her way to the top button of Charlie's shirt. She stopped kissing her for a moment and looked her directly in the eye, needing permission. Charlie smiled faintly, realising once again that for all Joey's cheek and humour, she was usually all talk. Underneath, she was just as shy, under confident and gentle as the next person. Her smile grew. She knew she should be saying 'no' but the bigger part of her couldn't. The need to be with Joey was too great. Joey smiled back and kissed her, continuing with the buttons. I'm absolutely fired, Charlie thought to herself but Joey's fingertips teasing her through her bra chased the thought away. She leant back against the whiteboard as Joey's mouth left hers and she was slowly released from the confines of the cups. The cool air of the classroom hit her bare chest and the unexplainable predicament she was in was completely lost on her the moment she felt Joey's warm lips begin to kiss their way down. She gasped when Joey took her left nipple into her mouth, immediately beginning to taste and tease her. Charlie was excited in a way she hadn't been for a very long time. Her heart was racing as Joey gained confidence and speed as she used her hands and tongue to toy with both of Charlie's breasts, almost driving her to the edge with that alone. Needing to be closer, Charlie hooked one leg around Joey's hip and ran her hands through her hair. Joey smiled as she explored Charlie's body, which was every bit as deliciously beautiful as she had imagined all those times before. She looked down. With Charlie gripping her like that, her black skirt had ridden up dangerously high. Joey lifted her head and kissed Charlie's mouth. Both recognised hunger and longing in each other's eyes. Charlie's nudged Joey backwards towards her desk. She shoved several papers and files to one side. A few fell onto the floor but neither really noticed. Lying Joey back onto the wooden desk top, Charlie leant over her, kissing her. Joey reached up to tease her still exposed breasts. Charlie grinned and kissed her harder, coming to kneel over her on the desk. She ran her hand down Joey's arm and up her torso, caressing her breasts over her uniform. She took in the image of her lying, ready and waiting with laboured breathing. Running her hand back down, Charlie slipped underneath the hem of the dress, stroking her thighs. Hesitating, Charlie silently asked if she was sure. Joey answered with a kiss that drove Charlie wild. Her hand continued its ascent, working its way into her underwear and gently exploring everything she found there. It felt amazing to be touching Joey so intimately and she loved watching the expression on her face as Charlie brought her pleasure. Joey reached out and kissed Charlie hard as Charlie built up a steady rhythm, intent on bringing her to climax. Joey held onto Charlie, giving into every sensation that the beautiful woman was providing her with. She'd dreamed of making love with her for months and even after Charlie had admitting to liking her, she had said they couldn't be together and yet here they were, on the teacher's desk creating orgasms. Charlie felt the whole of Joey's body tighten around her before relaxing back on the table, pulling Charlie with her so that she could smother her in kisses. Charlie giggled. That was the nicest response to an orgasm she'd ever had – to be showered with kisses and adoration. When she'd finally stopped kissing her and caught her breath, Joey gazed into Charlie's eyes. Both were still too wrapped up in each other to care where or who they were for now. Joey released her hands from around Charlie's neck and ran them along her body. Charlie was straddling her. She touched everything she could reach, paying particular attention to her breasts, which she had become even more of a fan off since she'd seen them in the flesh. She looked down at Charlie's black skirt and bare legs, running her fingertips along flesh and fabric. Delving underneath her clothing, she watched Charlie smile as she stroked her over her underwear. Finally, she pulled it down, determined to bring Charlie the same kind of joy that she had provided. Charlie felt weak at the knees when Joey began to tentatively explore her. Each gentle stroke felt amazing and so different to everything she was used to. And Charlie was definitely more than ready for whatever Joey had to offer. She felt like she had been ready for months. Joey gently dipped in and out of her, exploring and teasing. Charlie gasped when she began to play with her most sensitive part, pleased that she definitely had no trouble finding it. She leant down and kissed Joey tenderly, giving in to every sensation Joey was willing to provide. Joey felt her own excitement growing as she watched and felt Charlie respond to her touch. She kissed her mouth and searched her eyes, enjoying every movement as she felt Charlie's orgasm approach. She was proud to know that she was responsible for it, especially knowing that the woman she was making love to had had far from the best sex life before. She felt her tighten around her finger and then sink down against her body. They kissed in a more tender fashion, neither one wanting to break the spell they were under.