Chapter Two

Jennie

Jennie watches Cara storm off in annoyance, "left right, left right." She taps her pen on the table to the movement of Cara's hips.

It doesn't last for long though as Cara reaches the door and exits the classroom without even sparing her one last glance.

"How mean." She pouts, reaching for her bag and shoving her now torn book inside.

The short brunette comes to mind again and she laughs, she was too tough for a girl that small. But damn she wanted her.

She'd wanted her right from the very first moment she set her eyes on her, it took everything in her to not jump on her and devour her but boy it had sure not been easy.

Every time she saw her she couldn't stop staring, different ways in which she could make the little girl moan her name go through her mind.

She wanted to shove her on a table, spread her legs wide open and bury her head in there.

She wanted to suck the life out of her nipples until they- boy she had such nice breasts. She licked her lips at the memory.

She would tease her and see how many fingers she could take, she didn't think she could take that much though. Maybe one or two.

But most importantly, she wanted to make her moan her name.

She hears a knock on the table and she looks up.

An average height blonde girl is staring back at her. She looks familiar though, But Jennie can't remember where she saw her.

She leans on the table with one hand, coming face to face with Jennie.

"We met at a party last week," she says and Jennie nods, that's where! "Wanna go make out at the bathroom downstairs?" She asks seductively flashing Jennie a bit of her breasts.

Jennie smiles amused but not shocked, she gets requests like this a lot.

If there's one thing about Jennie, it's that she never turns down beautiful women.

"Sure." She nods getting up, with her bag hanging on her arm. The girl smiles taking the lead and she trails behind her.

Jennie shoves her against the wall and kisses her roughly. It's a short aggressive kiss as she raises up the girl's crop top, the girl isn't putting on a bra making things easier for Jennie.

She latches her mouth on her nipples and suck gently, the girl holds her by her hair and moans her name.

"J-e-n-n-i-e."

Jennies loves the pleasure that comes with her moaning her name, except she wishes it was Cara she had against the wall right now.

Cara. She regrets it the minute the name rings in her head, now she can't think straight.

She finds her way down, shifting her underwear to one side, she rubs her clit.

Her body jerks in reaction to this and Jennie takes that as her cue and slips and finger in.

Here grip on Jennie's hair tightens and Jennie smiles knowing she is doing it right.

Her body begins to shake and Jennie knows it's time. "Cum for me baby." She whispers.

The girl's moan increases as her whole body quakes like as if it's on fire.

Her shoulder drops as it comes to an end.

She looks at Jennie who is sucking on her fingers, the same fingers she had down there a while ago.

"Thank you." She weakly says.

"Not a problem." Jennie smiles, "feel free to call me if you ever need me." And she picks her bag from the floor and exits the bathroom with only one thing on her mind.

If only that were Cara.