Ring. Ring. Ring.
Saved by the bell of course. The thick tension broke tentatively as people reached for their book bags, distracted by the thought of their next impending class. Ugh, history. I hope Mr. Darwin is absent again.
Bella and I were still firmly rooted in place. I couldn't stand up and expose the gaping whole in my pants further. Bella seemed to be in shock. Her mind had no words, only a growing black hole pf panic.
As the people filed out, Mrs. Norberry continued to stare at us suspiciously, attempting to penetrate our secret filled minds with her gaze. She had been the only one not to notice the "present" on her desk, busy as she was with trying to keep the class in order.
Finally the room was silent, eerily so. The door thwacked shut. Mrs. Norberry stood.
What is going on? Everyone kept looking under Edward's desk as if he was hiding a bomb. How can I look too without him noticing? Argh! I don't know what to do! I don't even know what's going on.
"Edward and Bella, do not move." As if we could. "Now, someone, please tell me what is going on?" she said, her voice threatening hysteria.
Bella's thoughts were still nonsensical so I figured I should be the one to speak. They're not talking are they? Well, I guess I'll just have to look then.
There was nothing worse than that. In my panic, I could think of nothing than the near truth. "My pants ripped," I said, grinning sheepishly.
Her cheeks filled with red. Thank god. Now she would be way too embarrassed to look under the table. I tried to block out her creepy lust-filled thoughts. They were way too gross, coming from such an old woman. I could hear her heart beating uncharacteristically fast as I stared at her.
Oh god, why are his lashes so long? This is disgusting! I do not want to look under the desk! Or…no! I must not picture that! Why won't he stop staring at me with that weirdly knowing expression. Like he can read my stupid perverted thoughts. I have to leave. She suddenly ran from the room, leaving Bella and I alone.
This would not do. I should leave too. I stood in one fluid movement and strode quickly to the door. Of course I had to pass her desk. Her heartbeat sped up suddenly as she noticed me coming closer.
She had finally recovered from her daze, her thoughts now flurried in excited circles. It was completely immature I knew, and yet, I wanted to see how far I could push her. I slowed as I came closer.
What is he doing?! Why is he coming so close? I can feel his eyes on my neck, but I can't move.
My pants were mangled beyond repair, and so my dick still protruded from it, getting harder as I got closer to her pulsing body. I could not resist. I brushed the sensitive tip gently against the bare skin of her leg casually as I walked by.
She gasped Oh my god. Then she gulped. I could fell the heat emanating from her. She sat perfectly still, and I noticed her flowing auburn hair, the tendrils twisting gently around her delicate ear. Without thinking, I bent down, touching the side of her face with my nose as I whispered into her eardrum, "I can read minds."
Her face was red hot and a glorious shade of crimson. Oh my god! What is he talking about? Is that a joke? Is he trying to seduce me? It's working. But then, if it were actually true, somehow, impossibly, than he would have heard my fantasies. All those classes of bliss while he was so class, that perfect body, but he could not have heard! The point was they were private!
Every class? This wasn't the first time? I might not be able to control myself if I waited any longer. I quickly strode away, but paused when I got to Mrs. Norberry's desk. She would notice eventually, this white goop, when she came back. I had to get rid of it. That and I just loved tormenting this seemingly innocent creature. I swiftly lowered my hand to the desk, scooping up every bit of the stuff, and then turned to face her as I brought it slowly to my lips, then let it rest on my tongue. The sensation of her still warm cum on my tongue made my cock tingle again. It was so delicious! Like strawberries and cream. I stared at this beautiful, perfect, fascinating girl staring motionlessly at me , then licked my lips and swallowed. She bit down hard on her own full bottom lip, eyes wide with lust. She barely noticed that she had broken the skin, as sweet hot, wet blood dripped out through her teeth. But I certainly noticed. I ran the rest of the way out of the room, leaving her alone.