Zeph's POV
"Zeph..." She swallows and looks around. Her father is watching, the students are now witnessing the scene, but I don't give a bloody f**k. I'll make sure she chews her words so badly that she regrets everything she said with her lips. And f**k me if she doesn't have that look of desperation and defiance. She wants to be saved badly... like really badly.
"Baby... please take me out of here... I need you baby... please baby." She tells me and it's on repeat in my goddamn brain.
My c**k grows instantly hot and fiercely hard. It almost bursts when she kisses me hard, her scent sending me bat s**t crazy. She holds me with her free hands and kisses me, and I don't kiss her back. I just want her to do it herself.
The sound of her father's frustration was music to my goddamn ears
