As he glanced at the gothic girl in class, he couldn't help but feel a heat rising within him. Her dark, seductive eyes met his, and for a moment, they shared a private moment of intense longing. The rest of the class faded away as he watched her lean over to grab her textbook, exposing just the right amount of cleavage. He fantasized about running his fingers down her soft skin, tasting her sweet lips. When she whispered his name, his heart skipped a beat. As the tension built, they found themselves alone after class. Their bodies collided in a fury of passion, their moans mingling in the air. He pushed her against the wall, his hardness pressing against her wetness. With every thrust, he lost himself more in her, feeling the intensity of their connection grow stronger.
