"Behind Closed Doors"
Part 3
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the tension between them began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of calm and satisfaction. Maya felt like she was melting into Beck's touch, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of their passion. The fluorescent lights of the classroom seemed like a distant memory, replaced by the warm glow of the janitor's closet. Beck's fingers still lingered on her skin, his hand wrapped around her waist as he pulled back to examine her face. His eyes searched hers, and Maya could see the satisfaction and relief written all over him. She smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. The sound of Sikowitz's voice outside the closet door was like a cold splash of water, snapping them back to reality. "Alright, class, let's get back to work," he called out, his tone firm but amused. Maya's eyes widened as Beck's hand on her waist tightened, his fingers digging into her skin. She knew they had to get back to class, but she couldn't help feeling like she'd been forever changed by their moment in the closet. As they stepped out into the classroom, Beck's hand brushed against hers, a gentle reminder of what had just transpired. Maya's heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of her classmates, all of whom seemed oblivious to the fact that she'd just been thoroughly ravished in the janitor's closet. The rest of the class was a blur for Maya, her mind still reeling from the intensity of their moment. She couldn't help but feel like she was walking on air, her senses heightened as she tried to focus on the lesson at hand. Beck, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease, his eyes never leaving hers as he settled back into his seat. Maya couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the way he seemed to command the room, his presence drawing her in like a magnet. As the class drew to a close, Maya felt a sense of disappointment wash over her. She didn't want the day to end, not when she'd just found herself lost in Beck's eyes. But as the final bell rang, signaling the end of class, Maya knew that she had to get out of there before things got any more complicated. As they filed out of the classroom, Beck caught up to her in the hallway, his hand on her shoulder a gentle reminder of what had transpired between them. "Hey," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Want to grab coffee with me after school?" Maya's heart skipped a beat as she turned to face him. She knew that she couldn't deny him, not when she'd just let him take her in the janitor's closet. "Yeah," she whispered back, her voice barely audible. Beck's smile was like a ray of sunshine, illuminating the entire hallway as he leaned in to kiss her softly on the cheek. "I'll meet you outside," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine. "We can walk home together." Maya nodded, her heart racing with excitement as she made her way to her locker. She couldn't help but wonder what the rest of the day had in store for her, now that she'd let Beck take her in the closet. One thing was certain, though - her life was about to get a whole lot more complicated.