Illicit Lessons

The sound of Eric's ragged breathing was music to Maya's ears as she continued to work him, her mouth moving up and down his shaft with a practiced ease. She loved the way he tasted, the way his body responded to her touch. As she looked up at him, she saw the desire and adoration in his eyes, and it only fueled her passion. Eric's fingers tightened in her hair, his hips bucking slightly as Maya's tongue swirled around the head of his cock. He was on the edge, and he knew it. One more touch, one more word, and he would be gone. But he didn't want it to end, not yet. He wanted to savor the moment, to keep Maya's mouth on him forever. Maya seemed to sense his hesitation, and she slowed her pace, her lips tracing the veins on his shaft. Eric's eyes fluttered closed, and he let out a low groan, his body trembling with anticipation. He knew he was in trouble, that he was completely at Maya's mercy. As they stood there, lost in their own little world, the sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway, growing louder with each passing second. Maya's eyes snapped up to Eric's, a look of alarm flashing across her face. They both knew they had to be careful, that they couldn't let anyone discover their secret. Eric's eyes locked onto Maya's, and he mouthed, "Get back to class." Maya nodded, her eyes darting towards the door. She quickly pulled up Eric's jeans, her hands smoothing out the wrinkles as she did. Eric took a step back, his eyes never leaving Maya's face. The footsteps grew louder, and Maya took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She straightened her shoulders, her eyes scanning the room for any signs of disarray. The papers and books were still scattered across the desks, but she quickly tidied up, pushing the mess to the side. The door creaked open, and a young teacher, Emily, poked her head in. "Maya, I was looking for you," she said, her eyes scanning the room. "I needed to talk to you about the English curriculum." Maya's heart skipped a beat as she forced a smile onto her face. "Hey, Emily. Yeah, sure. What's up?" She tried to sound casual, but she could feel her heart racing in her chest. Emily stepped into the room, her eyes flicking to Eric, who was standing by the window, his eyes fixed on the floor. "Oh, hi Eric. I didn't know you were here." Eric grunted, not looking up. Maya's eyes met his, and she could see the tension in his body, the way he was coiled and ready to spring. Emily seemed oblivious to the tension, chattering on about the curriculum and the new books they were adopting. Maya listened, nodding along, her mind racing with thoughts of Eric and the way he made her feel. She couldn't wait to get him alone again, to finish what they had started. As Emily finally left, Maya turned to Eric, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I guess we should get out of here," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Eric's eyes locked onto hers, and he nodded, his face set in a determined expression. "Yeah, let's get out of here." Together, they slipped out of the classroom, into the empty hallway, their hearts pounding with excitement and anticipation. They knew they had to be careful, that they had to keep their secret hidden. But for now, they just wanted to be together, to lose themselves in each other's eyes.