Chapter 23

SEBASTIAN
She is getting so irritated by my presence, and I want to see how far she can go with this attitude of hers.
 
It’s irritating to her, but fucking thrilling to me. I love to be her pest; it’s so adorable when I watch her get angry, especially the way her eyes harden and her lips tightly close as if she should punch my fucking face.
 
But she can’t. She can’t do anything that she wishes to do to me, Weaver, or Harper.
As well, she can’t go away from us; anywhere she goes, we will always be there.
 
We will be at the party too; we want to watch how our little mouse will look tonight and watch her as she plays the guitar. Tonight is going to be so much fun; I can sense it already.
 
“I need you to spread your legs for me. Now, Diamond.” I whisper in her ears again, but this time she stiffens because she doesn’t see it coming. And I’m not joking either; I’m dead serious.
 
I’ve never touched a girl in her pussy before while in class and while the motherfucker professor's teaching is going on.
 
“ What?” She word-vomit, and I grin. I almost laughed out loud, but I had to respect the peace of the class; otherwise, I wouldn’t give a bullshit if anyone heard me.
 
“You heard me right. Spread your legs for me; I want to come in with my fingers.” I raised one of my brows at her, and her lips parted. She thinks I’m kidding, and there is no kidding in my list of words.
 
“I… I can’t do that. We are in class, Sebastian.” The way the words come out so vulnerablely from her lips, it strongly wants me to grab her neck and kiss her.
 
“I don’t care about the class, like I told you. Now, you will do as I say, or I will.”
 
“I’m still so sore.” Her eyes became so droopy, like those of a puppy. Honestly, we call her little mouse for a reason, and this one is part of it. The way she looks so innocent and adorable at the same time makes me want to even fuck her more.
 
“I will be gentle. All you have to do is obey and don’t make it seem obvious.” I play with the strands of her hair, and she purses her lips tightly.
 
“I wonder what is going on in your head. You are so fucking crazy.” Like I said, if she had her way, she would fucking punch my face without considering that it would ruin my beauty.
 
“Crazy, yeah. Now open.” My tone isn’t playful this time; it’s raw and demanding, and immediately her legs fall open for me.
 
I’m sitting in a very good position where I can totally touch her without anyone taking note of it.
 
I take one finger inside, and I almost curse under my breath at how wet she’s suddenly become. What the fuck?
 
“How did you get this wet? You were anticipating my touch, weren’t you?” My eyes meet her shining, and the words are trapped in her throat.
 
The fuck. Her pussy wants me so much, and the way it clenches around my finger is so freaking crazy.
 
I dig inside more, and it is so fucking flooded right now. I almost grunt from my chest, but I keep it controlled.
 
“Fuck, I don’t think I will be able to control it if you continue to thrust your finger deeply.”
 
“Fuck, Dia. Your pussy wants to fucking strangle me. And I love it here; I don’t feel like coming out of this hole. It’s so cozy.” My voice is low, but I’m panting hard. I’m almost breathless; it’s crazy.
 
Fuck, the thought of doing this in the classroom while teaching is going on is even more insane.
 
“Fuck yeah, this is crazy.” Her eyes are going sideways; she is not able to contain the pleasure anymore. She wants to moan the fuck out, but she can’t; the professor is still here, so instead she throws her head down on the desk and lets out some panting breath.
 
My dick is so hard right now and painful, as if he wants to rip out of my trousers. Fuck, junior, you have to behave.
 
I pull out my hands from her cunt, and I swiftly dig my fingers into her mouth so she can quickly lick herself off my hands.
 
She does it. She sucks out her juice slowly from my fingers while her head is still on the desk.
 
“Fuck, you are so damn sweet.” I curse under my breath. I expect her to be so furious at me for being crazy, but she stares at me with her shiny eyes as her hard breathing reduces.
 
“You are fucking crazy, Sebastian.” She curses at me. And if it were on a normal day, I would be mad at that, but I don’t even see myself getting angry right now.
 
I smile mischievously, like the devil’s son. She takes her head off the desk, and that’s where the professor wraps up his class and takes his leave.
 
“Fuck, what were the two of you up to?” Harper jumps behind us, apparently the next seat behind us.
 
“What do you mean?” I furrow my brows. No one heard us, right?
 
“What was that sound I was hearing, and the irregular breathing?” Harper taps on my shoulder, and now I realize that they fucking heard us, maybe because they were sitting behind us.
 
“I don’t give a fuck if you heard us.” I throw Harper’s arms off my shoulders, and I turn to stare at little Mouse, but I don’t see her in the same position anymore.
 
I scan for her in the classroom, and then I see her having a heated argument with Jane, and I haven’t seen her this furious; she looks like she is going to cause a blunder.