In The Spur of Heath (The Spur Series Book 1) by Sydney Ledger

to see me.”
    “Okay, I’ll wait for you in Tang.” He left the classroom, along with everyone else.
    Jake was seated behind his desk and I strolled up to him. “Jake?” He looked up at me and took off his glasses.
    “Reese.” He got up, took a quick glance at the door and then back at me, grabbed my ass, pulling me into him, and kissed me hard. Whoa! When he pulled away I froze. Is he nuts? “Reese?”
    “Jake, what are you doing?”
    “I couldn’t help it. Seeing you sitting there. I wanted you so bad.”
    “Safe to say I wanted you, too.”
    He bit on his bottom lip. I could see a wicked glint in his eyes – just pure mischief. He ran quickly to the door and locked it. What the fuck is he doing?
    “Jake?” I asked anxiously. “What are you doing?”
    “What does it look like?” He asked while yanking off his tie, walking briskly up to me. He pulled his shirt out of his pants and pushed my hair to the side of my face. “Ever fucked in a classroom before?” He asked with a brooding stare. I had to pick my mouth off the floor because I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I shook my head hesitantly and he smirked, “Me neither.” And with that he raided my mouth, picked me up, my legs around his waist and placed me on top of his desk. Sucking at my neck and running his hand through my wavy hair, I began unbuttoning his shirt.
    Subtle moans and sloppy kisses later we were both naked; his pants and boxers around his ankles. He skimmed his fingers over my breasts and down, between my legs, slipping a finger inside. His sweltering eyes affixed to mine. “You ready?” He asked coquettishly and I nodded pleadingly. I wanted him inside me so bad. All that tension that built up inside me during class, I couldn’t wait for the relief of his body in mine.
    He eased himself inside me and when he was fully in we both sighed . Relief! He started to move in and out slowly, positioning himself a few times. My hands travelled down his back and gripped on his firm ass as he fucked me harder. I buried my head in his neck in attempt to muffle my moans. I was losing my mind. This was so good, yet so wrong. I think the fact that we were in a classroom made it even more intense, we could get caught at any moment – our adrenaline was pumping.
    He then threw me back flat onto the table, propping one of my legs on his shoulder and began pounding himself even more into me; thrusting even deeper as if trying to feel the length of me.  Ugh! I could feel him in my stomach, sticking me hard. This pain was so good. “You’re so fucking warm!” He threw his head back. “God, I fucking love your pussy.” He said through gritted teeth as he moved even faster.
    He put his finger on my sweet spot and began rubbing as he continued his torturous thrusting; in and out of me. Whoa! That feeling was sensational . I clenched my toes and gripped on the edge of the desk as the tingling feeling began to travel between my legs and build up. It got stronger and stronger, my clitoris throbbing and wanting more. I gyrated my hips on his member as he stimulated me.
    Scrunching my toes even harder now, I released and my walls gripped hard onto him as my roused clit pulsed and muscles relaxed. He slammed into me one last time and I could feel him release. 
    Climaxing together, our breaths were heavy. Dripping in sweat. He placed his head on top of my stomach and hugged me. That euphoric feeling washed over my body and I just lay there smiling, running my hands through his damp hair.
    “That’s it, Reese. I’m addicted to you.” He smiled against my stomach and then raised his head up at me. Those crystal blues gazing so innocently.
    “I think I’m addicted to you, too.” I blushed.
    “That’s it then, we’re addicts.”
    “Mr. Cavanaugh?” I heard that familiar Aussie voice call out loudly while knocking on the door.
    “Shit, it’s Heath.” I whispered in a panic. I jumped off the desk, grabbed my clothes and ran into the room