He grips onto my hips, lifting my body slightly off the desk, and continues pumping into me. From this new angle, he glides across my G-spot over and over. I almost black out from sheer pleasure. All I want to do is live in this moment forever. He makes a feral sound that warns me he’s close to coming. It unlocks something inside me—something primal—and I give in to the pleasure he’s offering me. The orgasm hits me like a storm, decimating me from start to finish. My body shudders wildly as it quakes through me. This must set him off too because he makes a delicious groan of pure bliss before his cock thickens as cum gushes into me. As promised, his cock throbs shot after shot of claiming semen into my body.

“Goddamn, you’re so fucking perfect, baby.”

His praise washes over me, rinsing away any last dirtiness. I want to stay with him in this protective cocoon of happiness, but his planning period won’t last forever. Someone is bound to burst into the classroom and I refuse to lose him over something so stupid.

“I have to go,” I say with a pout in my voice. “I don’t want to.”

“You need to. Your grades have slipped the past two weeks.” He slides out of me and cum runs out along with it. “Stay put while I clean you up.”

I wait patiently as he grabs tissues from the box on his desk. He cleans away what’s already come out of me and then gently pushes the tissue into me.

“This will keep it from soaking into your panties and jeans.” He pulls my clothes up and then helps me to my feet. “Keep it there until you can properly clean up.”

Once he has me sorted, he pulls me to him for a long kiss. I melt in his arms, no longer worrying about anyone or anything. I’m completely distracted by Callum Park.

I have no idea what’s happening with my life right now, but as long as he’s a part of it, I’m happy.

“This thing between us,” he murmurs, lips brushing over mine. “It’s not going anywhere. It’s the forever kind of thing. My heart doesn’t know any other way with you.”

“Aww, Mr. Park,” I tease. “I think you just admitted you love me.”

His grin is boyish and adorable. “You think you have me all figured out, don’t you?”

“Yup.”

“Hmm.” He pecks my lips. “I suppose you do.”

My heart thunders in my chest. Did Callum Park just admit he loves me?

“The feeling’s mutual,” I assure him. “And I’m not going anywhere. Even if you jump to wild conclusions again.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”