Page 88 of Brat Baby
Wanting to turn on two out of three of those people is good enough odds for me.
Doing my absolutely fucking best to continue concentrating on the class, I slowly rock my hips, trying to ease the damn ache that has formed. My fingers move over the keyboard, but my gaze is completely unfocused. I’m hearing Derek, but all I’m concentrating on is the vibrator.
My stomach clenches and my fingers pause over the keys when the arm over my clit starts to vibrate on a very gentle hum.
Oh, fuck.
Swallowing, I instinctively clench around the toy, and all that does is make the sensation feel tighter. Adjusting in my seat, I roll my shoulders back and try to return to my notes.
I need these notes, especially if Derek is going to give us another quiz in a couple of weeks.
I’m tense and on edge while I wait for Hudson to adjust the settings again, but after several minutes, nothing changes. I can almost forget that there are vibes between my thighs and manage to continue typing, even though my tits feel hot and heavy in my bra. Whether the words on my screen are going to make sense to me later is a whole other issue.
But Hudson must be watching me like a hawk, because the moment I start to relax, flowing with the sensations, things ampup again. Both the internal and clit vibes increase, and I have to bite my lip to stop from moaning.
The heat that was slowly pooling spreads. My stomach tightens, and I have to resist the need to curl in on myself.
And, oh my god, I am so wet. So, so, so wet. I can feel it gathering at the entrance to my pussy and am slightly worried that the toy will slip out or start to make enough noise to be heard.
I can’tnotrock my hips at this point. Attempting to be even a little subtle, I keep the motions small and short by clenching my butt cheeks. But it isn’t enough.
My tits feel tight in my bra and my nipples are begging to be pinched. Just imagining the little streaks of lightning down to my clit from the sharp pain would help with the fire burning through me.
I pause my typing and reach up to adjust my hair, gathering it all and raising it from my overheated neck. With my eyes closed, I concentrate on my breathing—in through my nose and out through my mouth. I need to be in control of this. I can’t scream out my orgasm in the middle of this classroom.
This time, I do moan when the intensity goes up again. Derek’s attention snaps to me, his gaze dipping down to my table and back up. His face is flushed, body stiff, and the knuckles of his fingers go white around the edge of the podium as he pauses his lecture to look away.
I drop my forehead into the palm of my hand, elbow on the table, like I have a headache, and hope he is the only person who noticed the noise. Either I was quiet enough or Derek has supersonic hearing.
Fuck, I wish I knew what level or whatever Hudson is up to. I barely remember what full strength feels like, but even then, I was so lost to my orgasms that I don’t think I could describe it, anyway.
I completely forget about the class. About the students around me. About everything but the vibrating in my pussy.
My eyes fly open when something hard vibrates against my arm. I stare down at my phone and watch as notifications appear on top of each other. When they don’t stop, I tap on the screen and open the messages.
Hudson:I shouldn’t be doing this with you, kitten.
Hudson:I should have stayed away.
Hudson:You need to look up. He can’t take his eyes off you.
Hudson:Do you think he wants to fuck you or punch me more?
Hudson:Make sure you leave the toy in when you come to my class.
Hudson:And come to my office before you go back to your dorm.
Hudson:This is the highest setting. Enjoy, kitten.
Then the vibes turn up, and my clit fills with so much heat so fucking quickly, it feels like it’s burning.
My mouth falls open, and I slam my eyes shut as my pussy clamps down on the toy. My hips roll forward, pressing harder into my chair as my heart beats wildly in my chest.
I’m burning from the inside out. Completely and utterly on fire. Clenching my teeth, I keep my noises to myself, but fuck, it’s hard. All I want to do is scream and throw my head back as I rush toward the edge.
My phone vibrates again, and just as I can feel myself falling over the edge, I follow the order from Hudson.
Hudson:Look at him.
