Divine

"Oh my god," Kara sniggered, hiding a smile behind her hand. I smirked as well.

"My name is Professor Whitfield," the man said in a surprisingly resonating voice, "I have a few requests to make of you before we begin the semester." It seemed he made eye contact with every one of us before continuing. "First off, no texting please. I find it very disrespectful. Second, I would like to have you sit in alphabetical order." He smiled apologetically, "It's something I can't seem to drop from my high school teaching days and it will help me learn your names faster." I stole a quick glance at Kara and couldn't help but grin. Her smirk had turned to full blown horror.

The professor proceeded to call roll and organized us into our new seats accordingly. I couldn't help but smirk as Kara was seated directly across from me, but on the other side of the room. She was seated next to a very attractive girl who she said hi to and appeared to hit it off with. The girl had golden blond hair with brown highlights, quite the contrast to Kara's inky black locks. When she looked over at me though, she pouted sullenly; I gave her a little wave and a fake pout of my own. I turned my attention to the professor who was now passing around the syllabus.

Suddenly my pocket began to vibrate and I sighed, shooting a look across at Kara who responded with a guilty smile.

Kara: [i]This is going to kill me! =( [/i]

I rolled my eyes and replied with: [i]Poor baby <3.[/i] A particularly cruel thought struck me and I added: [i]I'll make it up to you after class[/i]... and then I added a little winky face.

It took a couple seconds for the message to make its way to her cell and I watched closely as she carefully pulled out her phone and checked it. Grinning lewdly, I watched her face change from a simple smile to a slightly uncomfortable one. I knew this look, my Kara had an over-active imagination. Right now her entire thought process would be devoted to implications of this message.

My pocket vibrated again. Kara: [i]donntttt, I don't get to be alone with you until tonightttt!![/i] I grinned as the professor kept passing the papers out one by one.

Quickly, I replied: [i]Mm but I wanna do things to you now! Can't you imagine me just fucking you silly?[/i] That last bit was a stretch, but as I looked across to her I saw it did the trick. She pulled out her phone and stared at the little screen, biting her lip. She crossed her legs and I could see her thighs tensing as she squeezed. She was too easy. I put my cell away as the professor came by and handed me the syllabus. As I looked up, I saw Kara glaring at me, shifting in her seat uncomfortably. I blew her a kiss and took my phone out again.

Kara: [i]Can we skip and go back to my room?[/i] I shook my head, first at the message and then at her. She pouted and mouthed 'why?' back at me. I rolled my eyes and made a show of looking around the lecture hall. She fixed me with her most pleading look and bit her lip again in a fantastic show of desperation. Had she been next to me and been able to touch me, I would have crumbled immediately. But this was not the case, and I simply stuck my tongue out at her. This could mean one of two things for my future: one, she would get mad and I would get in trouble or two, she would pounce on me the moment we were alone. I prayed for the latter.

I could see her heave a big sigh and fold her arms on the table, resting her chin on her arm. Her eyes roved the lecture hall for a moment, glancing at the professor as he talked, but were eventually drawn back to me and I could see her sigh again.

The latter! Success!

The rest of the class passed me by slowly despite its mere fifty minute duration. However, the incident afterwards in the hallway more than made up for my boredom in the classroom.

"You're so cruel, Daniel!" Kara whined loudly, pushing herself against me in a small alcove off of the main hall.

"Mm, I did nothing, baby," I countered smoothly, pressing right back, catching her off guard. She looked up at me with pleasantly surprised eyes and threw her arms around my shoulders, rising on the tips of her toes to kiss me. Oblivious to our fellow students passing by just yards away, I pushed her against the wall and pressed my body against hers. She was beyond gone, totally consumed by her lust and completely indifferent to the throngs of passing students. I'm pretty sure I could have had her right then and there if I was so inclined, but we both had classes in less than ten minutes.

She hadn't made a sound since we first ducked into this nook, knowing she needed to be quiet; but she just couldn't contain herself anymore, "Daniel?"

Leaning in, I nipped at the edge of her ear, knowing full well it would drive her insane, "We have class," I whispered. She collapsed back against the concrete wall as I pulled away slightly, a horribly pained look coming across her face. I gave her a sympathetic grimace as she took my wrist to look at my watch.

"Can't you just skip English? I mean, it's not like you even need to try in that subject," she pleaded in desperation, running her hands over her face and through her hair.

"But you need to be in that math class. We both know you suck at it," I said, smiling. She chuckled despite it all and dusted herself down, turning so I could get her back.

She turned around and leaned up, kissing me again with a dreamy little smile on her lips, "Do you still not know what you do to me?" It was an ongoing joke between us, mostly her, that I was unaware of how I turned her on, the effect I had on her if you will. In reality, I had a pretty good idea as to how things worked. Whereas, she actually thought I had no idea what I was capable of doing to her.

I shrugged, smiling dumbly down at her in response.

She smiled wolfishly, "I'm so wet for you right now," her voice barely a whisper.

"Heh, but whose fault is that sweetheart? You've worked yourself up all by your onesy."

She snorted and stepped back into the hallway, pulling me with her, "I'll show you tonight just what it is you do to me, baby." Fortunately there wasn't anyone around to hear that. She gave me a look that sent electricity shooting to my crotch and winked, pushing through a door to head across campus.

"I suppose I deserved that," I mumbled to myself, putting in my headphones and trudging through the halls, trying to nonchalantly cover my hard-on. My next few classes were agony, her last words running through my head over and over. My plan had backfired completely! By the time my lunch break rolled around I was really suffering. Kara had a class during this time and got out when my break ended so we couldn't eat together. Instead, I met up with a few friends I had made during orientation. The conversation was light at first, the classes, the professors, and the school. But, as it invariably does with guys my age, the conversation turned to sex and the options this university had to provide.

I mentioned I had a girlfriend and I was effectively cut from the conversation then and there, but listening to them talk did nothing to help the condition I was in. By the time lunch was over and I was headed to my next class, I was in a worse state than before. Sitting in my next class I was compelled to mess with her again, just to ensure tonight.

[i]Baby I want you soo bad![/i] This being my last class of the day, and a massive lecture hall to boot, I was not concerned with niceties of not texting in class.

Kara: [i]pleaasseee don't Daniel![/i] I could just imagine her squirming in her seat now, biting her lip and giving my words a pained look.

[i]Mm but the things I want to do to you...I want to fuck you so bad.[/i] My being blunt with her often had a surprisingly devastating effect.

Kara: [i]Daniel you are so mean [/i]

[i]Oh no, sweetheart, not mean at all[/i]

Kara: [i]you're going to make me scream if you don't stop [/i]

[i]What kind of incentive for me to stop is that?[/i]

It was getting close to the end of class by the time she responded: [i]you had better be in my room in the next twenty minutes[/i]

[i]And if I'm not?[/i]

Kara: [i]you don't want to find out...[/i]

"Oh, this is going to be fun," I said to myself as the lecture let out. Grinning like a mad-man, I made my way across campus towards the dorms. Thinking it over, I decided to take my time; I knew it would pay off in the end for the both of us. I just so happened to look off to my right across the parking lot to see a small figure booking it in the same direction I was heading. I recognized the raven black hair and stride of Kara Devine even from more than a football field's distance away. I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the sight, causing a few passersby to give me weird looks. She was gone a second later though, hauling ass behind some trees; and, knowing her, she wouldn't even be winded by the time she got to her room. I shook my head; I was extremely jealous of how in shape she was. She could run circles around me. Anyways...

The walk to her dorm was entertaining to say the least; just thinking of what was in store was getting me more than a little excited. I didn't even notice the four story climb to her room. I stopped in front of her door, fixing myself a little bit and noticing the apparently random blank sticky note above the door handle. The slowly closing suite door thudded shut behind me, and no sooner had I looked to it and back than I heard thumping inside her room; the door disappeared in front of me to be replaced by a huffing and puffing girlfriend. I was right, she wasn't out of breath, she was just pissed.

"Daniel Addison Valentine," she said slowly, quietly.

I bit my lip, pushing her back into the room by stepping in. "My full name, I must be in trouble," I replied smoothly, backing her up against her closet, letting my bag thud to the floor along the way. My hands ran up her sides and she faltered, expecting me to be the one to crack under her apparent anger.

"Y-yes, you bastard. I can't believe you did that to me," she continued on with the act, her head swaying slightly as her hostile fa?e began to give way to passion.

I pressed harder against her, leaning down slightly like I was going to kiss her. She responded in kind, but couldn't reach as I kept her pinned with my hands on her hips. Instead, she gazed up at me with her mouth half open and a pained look in her eyes.

"Bastard?" I replied in the same smooth tone I had used before, "I thought you enjoyed it when I did things like that. And, you cannot complain about me turning you on like this."

She tried hard to kiss me again but I held her in place as I was just too tall for her to reach on her own. Letting out little whining noises, she pulled at my shirt in desperation. "Not at school, Daniel. Not when I have to wait forever to see you. It's not fair...please."

"Please?" I asked, feigning confusion. I leaned even farther down and she tried to kiss me, but despite her best efforts I kept dodging my lips out of the way. After she let out a final burst of whining I leaned down quickly and buried my lips against her neck. She moaned softly as an arm wrapped around my neck and her hand caressed the back of my head.

"Daniel," she groaned as I took some of her flesh between my teeth and my hands disappeared down the back of her pants. I squeezed both cheeks hard and pulled her in to me roughly. She moaned again and I knew she could feel me pressing into her stomach just above her crotch.

"Please... don't play any more games with me," she pleaded breathlessly as I continued to kiss her neck and let my hands roam her body, although never touching anything too sensitive. Pretty soon she would be begging and pleading for all she was worth; this wasn't the first time I've 'tortured' her as she called it.

"You're acting like we haven't had sex in months," I noted with a smile, as I switched to the other side of her neck.

"Three days," she replied, breathing heavily, "close enough." I stepped back from her all at once and she slumped to her hands and knees in front of me as my support disappeared. Her eyes looked first at the floor, then rose to my crotch where they lingered and on up to my face.

"Three days?" I asked.

She sat back on her knees and ran shaking hands through her hair. "Yes, three, that's what I said."

"Two, Kara," I deadpanned, leaning back against her raised bed frame. She froze, her eyes going far away.

She snapped back into reality all of a sudden, "Oh my god, Dan I'm sorry! It was like three in the morning."

"And you even commented on my spontaneity," I replied, injecting some sadness into my voice, even pouting a little.

She suddenly looked like she was going to cry, quickly crawling up to me and wrapping her arms around my waist and burying her face in my stomach. "Don't be mad! I'm sorry, please don't leave."

"Leave? Silly girl, I just intend to make you pay." And just like that, her mood shifted entirely.

"Make me pay... you're going to p-punish me?" She looked up at my face with a dirty little smile, her chin now perched seductively on my belt buckle.

"Mm, yes," I said quietly, running a hand through her hair.

"What are you going to do to me, Daniel?" she purred. She was working herself up pretty good by now, rubbing against my lower body. One of her hands was slowly undoing my belt, the other rubbing my painfully hard cock though my shorts.

"Well I'm not sure, what do you think you deserve?"

She bit her lip, thinking. "Well, I've been bad," she shuddered, electricity no doubt running from her brain straight to everything that made her tingle with pleasure. "You shouldn't go easy on me. Have your way with me, ravish me, make me scream your name!" Her own words were turning her on and with every word she became more and more excited, tearing my belt off in her haste. Her hands were so fast. In a moment my shorts and boxers were gone and she had me in her mouth.

"Oh, really? But that sounds like something you want, badly," I said, stifling a groan. Slowly, I ran my hand through her hair again, taking a handful and slowly beginning to pull her head back off of my cock. She looked up at me as she grabbed my wrist with both hands, a wicked open-mouthed grin on her face as I angled her head back.

"Then what, Danny? What are you going to do to me?" she asked softly, letting her hands fall to her sides.

I smiled down at her, "You'll see. But for now, I want you to do whatever I say."

She bit her lip again, swallowing hard, "Yes."

"Good girl," I cooed with a smile, pulling up on her hair gently to indicate I wanted her to stand. She got up on shaky legs and I let go of her. Her arousal was palpable, and it was all I could do to reach down to pull my boxers back up.

"What are you..." she began nervously, reaching out to stop me.

I slapped her hand away, "Bup bup, do only as I say." She bit her lip and moaned as her relief disappeared beneath my underwear. I couldn't help but smirk at her discomfort. I was still blatantly hard and that seemed to be all she saw of me until I reached out to unbutton her shirt.

She made a little noise as more and more of her bare torso was revealed to me. She wasn't wearing a bra and bit by bit her pert little tits were being exposed. "You're being so slow with me," she said softly, "it's killing me." I finished with the buttons and pulled her shirt off, tossing it away along with my own.

I chuckled darkly, "And it's only just begun."

"Oh god," she moaned, her mouth opening in ecstatic anticipation. She knew what was coming, this wasn't the first time, and as much as she hated it, she loved it even more. I could not have chosen a better time either it seemed, as this 'slight' gap in our sexual activities was making even the slightest contact extreme for her. I pulled her to me and kissed her hard, making her gasp in surprise. While kissing her, I tugged at her shorts to get her to take them off. Still trying to keep her lips locked with mine she struggled mightily, but couldn't quite get them all the way off. Instead, she tried the old shimmy shimmy, but that failed too.

"Take your time," I chuckled, pulling back a little so she could get the rascal off. Muttering curses, Kara ripped them off and flung them behind her. She began to take her panties off as well but I stopped her. "Leave those on," I quietly ordered.

She looked up at me in confusion but did as she was told, "How come?"

"I wouldn't want you sticking anything in there that you weren't allowed," I replied, smiling cruelly.

She pouted, "But baayby," her whining was accompanied by a grasping hand down my boxers as she pressed herself close, giving me her sexiest look. "I'm not allowed to put...anything in me?" She arched an eyebrow suggestively at the word 'anything'.

"Nope," I responded simply. She stuck her bottom lip out even farther, flicking the hair out of her face to pin me with her heterochromatic eyes. "Oh no you don't, tricky girl!" I laughed, covering her eyes with a hand and holding the back of her head with the other, leaning in to kiss her hard.

Her hand switched to my balls as I pulled away, still covering her eyes, "Mm, when did these show up, hmm?"

"Don't make me cover your mouth too," I threatened, kissing her neck and ear.

Her lips parted in a toothy grin, "Cover? No. Not necessarily cover, stuff maybe."

Stuff?! I was slightly shocked; she'd never shown any interest in this kind of thing before. "You had something in mind, a dirty sock...maybe your own panties?"

That last suggestion really seemed to get to her because goosebumps began appearing all over her. "As kinky as that sounds, Daniel," she squeezed my cock hard, "I was thinking of something else." I knew I had a sick mind, but damn.

"I bet you would like that wouldn't you?"

She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped short for a moment, "Umm no, it would be horrible and would definitely teach me a lesson."

I pulled her hand from my boxers and began turning her around towards her bed, keeping my hand over her eyes. "Nice try, Kara." I pulled a bandana from her closet and tied it around her eyes, grateful for the returned use of my hand.

"Daniel, this is so hot," she whispered in my ear as I got her onto her bed and laid her out, "why haven't you done this before?" She shuddered hard as she felt my fingertips tracing lines on her legs and stomach.

"Oh, I don't know," I replied, running an open hand along the inside of her thigh towards her pussy, "it sort of just came to me. Plus, I love teasing you." With that I silently leaned down, holding my breath so she didn't know I was coming and kissed her inner thigh, close to the junction of her legs. She moaned, reaching down to run her fingers through my hair. She spread her legs even farther, inviting me to kiss closer to her pussy; but I was hampered by her drenched panties. Unfortunately it wasn't time for them to come off yet.

I attempted to pull back but the hands on my head held me in place. I shook my head a little and she let go, and I went back to kissing closer and closer to her pussy. I had closed my eyes for only a second and when I kissed over her panties I could feel something moving underneath.

"Kara!" I scolded, reaching up and grabbing her hand, pulling it out of her underwear. "No touching."

She squirmed, grabbing fistfuls of her sheets and pulling at them in frustration, "You're so cruel!" I moved up the bed a little, touching my lips to her stomach as delicately I could, all the way up to her bare tits. Leaning over her as I was, that was the only contact I had with her body and I knew it was killing her. Lightly, I kissed her right breast, making my way towards her nipple. Her legs writhed in vain and I knew she ached to touch herself or be touched.