405 Chapter 67 - Stalker (3)
"Do you want to continue?" Leon asked, his voice low and commanding.
"Yesh~," I breathed, no hesitation in my voice.
I was falling apart. My body had long since stopped resisting, and I knew it wouldn't be much longer before my heart and mind followed. And maybe... maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.
But as I lay there, another thought crept in. What would happen when these sessions ended? We only had two more left—the contract would be over after the sixth ti, and this was our fourth. The thought of him stopping after that... scared .
Even while I was lost in my thoughts, I noticed sothing. Despite just cumming, Leon's cock was still rock-hard. Before I could process what was happening, he flipped onto my back, pressing up against the wall. His dick throbbed, and just the sight of it made my pussy twitch, my body surrendering all over again. There was no way I could resist him now.
His dick pressed hard against my skirt, slick with my juices, and the thick, white-hot sen still dripping from the tip was slowly oozing down. The sight of it made want to lick it off, to taste it.
Leon closed the distance again, his body covering mine as he slid his cock back into , the thick shaft filling completely in one smooth motion. My back hit the wall, cool against my skin, contrasting with the heat between us. His hips pressed against mine, forcing to take him deeper, the sensation intense as he bottod out inside .
"Huuu... my head... it's so foggy... naaaa, I'm gonna cum…!"
He started to move, rocking his hips in a steady rhythm while his hands found my breasts. My leg locked tighter around his waist, holding him close as he squeezed my tits roughly, pinching my nipples between his fingers. He didn't stop there, his hand moving down to pinch my clit, each sharp tweak sending jolts of pleasure-pain that made my whole body tremble. Every pinch made arch into him, moaning as the mix of pain and pleasure drove wild.
With my hips gripped tightly in his hands, Leon picked up the pace, his thrusts turning wild, animalistic. The way he pounded into , each stroke hard and fast, felt desperate, like he was chasing his release with everything he had.
My pussy tightened around his dick, more sensitive than before. His violent thrusts sent shockwaves of pleasure through , my body reacting uncontrollably. Every thrust pushed closer and closer to the edge until I couldn't hold it anymore.
"It's coming! I'm cummingggggggg!" I scread, my whole body shaking as the orgasm ripped through , intense and overwhelming.
As I ca, Leon pulled out, his cock slick and throbbing.
"Get on your knees. I want to cum on your face," he demanded.
Still shuddering from the aftershocks of my orgasm, I dropped to my knees, looking up at him with my mouth open as he stroked his dick. It didn't take long—his hot, white cum sprayed out, splattering across my face, coating in the sticky heat.
"Fuaaah… haa, haa… aaaa…" I panted, feeling his cum dripping down my cheeks, my lips, still catching my breath.
But just as the haze of pleasure began to fade, I noticed sothing strange. There was movent—soone watching. Through the space between Leon's legs, I saw her. My vision sharpened, and there she was, half-hidden behind a tree, peeking out.
"L-Leon…!" I gasped, pointing with a trembling hand. "She saw us! She saw us!"
It was Ella—one of the bronze-class second years. Her wide eyes t mine for a split second before she turned and ran, disappearing into the distance.
"It looks like it," Leon said casually, as if the whole thing didn't bother him in the slightest.
"She saw us! What do you an 'it looks like it'? This could ruin !"
"She's been following all day," Leon said, unbothered. "Maybe now's the ti to confront her."
"C-Confront her?" I stamred.
"Yeah. Now that she's seen everything, you might as well be the one to handle it."
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Ella's POV
The bell rang, echoing through the room, and I shot up from my seat like I had a fire under . My heart pounded in my chest as I slung my bag over my shoulder. I'd just seen sothing I had no business seeing. I needed to hide before they ca looking for .
"Is Ella here?"
The voice made my blood freeze. I glanced toward the doorway and there stood Miss Charlotte, talking to two of my classmates.
"Huh? Who's that again?"
"Beats ."
"You don't know her? The girl with the glasses and twin braids?"
"Ohhh, that one. Yeah, no clue. I don't even notice her."
My legs moved on autopilot, and I dashed out of the classroom, my pulse racing. I couldn't let Miss Charlotte see . I didn't know what I was going to do. I'd just witnessed sothing I wasn't supposed to, sothing that could get in serious trouble. Miss Kayla was the reason I was in this ss—she was the one who had sent to dig into Miss Charlotte.
Miss Kayla had expected her to crack, thought Miss Charlotte would fall apart within days of losing her status. But it had been months, and the woman was still standing strong, not even a hint of breaking down. Miss Kayla suspected Professor Sesillian had a hand in it, but there was always that nagging feeling it wasn't him—she was suspecting that Mr. Leon, the skillless student from the first year's bronze class, was the one who was changing Miss Charlotte.
That's why I was sent to spy on him.
But today, I stumbled upon sothing that should have stayed hidden.
Leon and Miss Charlotte were together like that. I couldn't believe it. They were doing it in secret, which had to an their whole relationship was kept under wraps too.
If this got out, it would be explosive. Leon was publicly dating the Princess of Bethlan, and rumors were already swirling that he was getting it on with the Princess of the Beast race as well.
I couldn't breathe. I had to disappear. If they find , I had no idea what they'd do to .
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