Expelled

I gasped as my back arched. "D-Damn...you..." I panted as he smirked at me. This shit wasn't funny and it was far from cool.
"Now, now, my pet." he said, assuming his usual velvety tone. I blushed, turning my head away from him. No matter how much I hated and despised him, every time he used that tone, my entire body melted. "You know the rules," he continued, tracing the feather lightly around my pelvic area.
"N-Never," I grunted. I wasn't going to give in to him this time, I had promised myself that when he approached me. He wanted me to beg, to plead, for him to plunge inside me like a ravage animal. Not this time. I bit my lip when the feather moved back up my stomach to my breast, playing with one of my exposed nipples. I groaned lightly. But what he was doing felt so good. No! No, you gotta stay strong Tasha.
"Aww, you're resisting me, kitten." He smiled. "How cute, but," A small relieved sigh exited my mouth when the feather left. "Let's see how long you can resist."
"Wha-aahh!" I moaned when I felt him rub two fingers against my nether lips. I could feel him smirk as he toyed with them, making me even more wet. Shit fuck damn bad.
"Why do you resist, kitten?" he asked me when he slipped two fingers inside me. I shuddered, moaning a second time.
"C-Cause-" I couldn't even finish my sentence, his fingers felt too good. Yet, they paled in comaprison to his cock. I gasped, my back arching completely off the bed when I felt his tongue press against my clit. God, he had a talented tongue. "Der-" I stopped myself from saying his name. If I even uttered his name, I lost. I had to hold on.
He moaned into my pussy, causing me to moan as well. If he did that again, I would gladly give up. He stopped, looking up at me with a new look in his saphire eyes. Lust, complete animalistic lust. That only entailed two things for me, the first being that I would get a good fuck. The second was that I would win.
"What're you doing?" I asked. My eyes widened when he dropped his pants, revealing his twelve inch cock. I could swear that he grew since the last time.
"I can't take it no more," he whispered in my neck as he slowly entered me, "I need you, Tasha."
If I told you that he took his sweet time entering me, I would be lying. And I'm not a liar (well most of the time I'm not). He was far from sweet, and I loved it.
To me, the feeling of his dick pounding my pussy senseless was just as sweet as a baby being born to a mother that held it in her womb for a good ten months. The room was filled with nothing but our moans and grunts.
When he hit that spot inside of me, I blanked out. He kept hitting and hitting it, along with the small animalistic grunts he made in my ear, sending me to the edge. I dug my nails in his back, moaning his name his ear. The final thrust he gave made me scream out in pleasure as my orgasm washed over me. "Derrick!" I screamed, my nails embedding themselves in his back.
"Tasha!" He moaned as well.
I could feel his semen filling me up, and I had no problem with it. The room was quiet again, only our ragged breathing was heard, and that was all that we needed to hear. He pulled out of me and gathered me in his arms. Of course, after becoming a complete and total pervert, he decides to be sweet. I don't care, I just laid my head on his chest and we fell asleep right there in the Headmaster's bed...we're probably gonna get expelled for this.