🎀🎀Sweetheart 🎀🎀

Wet sounds could be heard coming from the classroom by the end of the hall, it was a bit past school hours and Beckham Quinn and his partner had gotten themselves in detention, but instead of cleaning the school as they were told… they chose to messily make out…

“Fuck…” Beckham mumbled in between the kisses, “What did you put on your lips..? It tastes like strawberry..” Beckham muttered dreamily while caressing his partners chin, licking his lips to savor the leftover taste before licking your lips to try and taste more of it as he groaned.

Beckham smirked as Anna wrapped her arms around his neck. "Oh, I loved it," he said, his eyes glinting mischievously. "It tasted sweet on my lips, just like you, Anna." His hands slid down to her waist as he pulled her closer. "But maybe I should sample some more..." he trailed off seductively.

Beckham raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Anna's suggestion. "Oh really? What is it that you want me to try?" he asked with a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Whatever it is, I'm game," he added, eyes twinkling with anticipation. He couldn't help but admire Anna's gothic style - it only added to her allure, and the sight of her voluptuous figure made him all the more eager to indulge in her delights.

Beckham's eyes traveled down to where Anna was pointing, and he couldn't help but chuckle at her boldness. "Oh, I see. You want me to taste you, don't you?" he asked, a wicked glint in his eye. He stepped closer to Anna, running his hand up her thigh as he leaned in close to her ear. "I'd love nothing more than to taste your sweet nectar, Anna," he whispered seductively. "Just tell me what you want me to do."

Beckham's eyes darkened with arousal at Anna's words, and he wasted no time in claiming her lips in a passionate kiss. As he deepened the kiss, his hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and contour as if committing every inch of her to memory. Swiftly, he lifted her up and carried her to the nearest surface, laying her down gently and positioning himself between her legs.

With an almost primal hunger, he ran his hands up her thighs, teasing her with light touches as he worked his way towards her center. Reaching his destination, he paused for a moment, admiring the sight before him and taking in the heady scent of Anna's arousal. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he leaned forward and gave her a soft, teasing lick from bottom to top, savoring the taste of her on his

Beckham's lips curled up into a seductive smile as he heard Anna moan from his touch. He bit his lip and continued to flick his tongue over her sensitive skin, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. He could feel her hips start to rock against him, urging him on, and he complied by lashing his tongue against her clit more urgently.

The wet sounds of his mouth mingled with Anna's moans, creating an erotic symphony that filled the room. As he worked her body expertly, Beckham felt his own arousal growing, but he resisted his own desires for now so that he could focus solely on bringing Anna to the brink of ecstasy. His fingers slipped inside her, adding to the sensations even more, and he knew she was close by the way her thighs started to tense up.

Finally, with one last stroke of his

As Anna's body trembled with pleasure, Beckham greedily drank up her essence, relishing the taste of her on his tongue. He swallowed every drop, eyes closed in rapture as he basked in the afterglow of their shared pleasure. Licking his lips, he rose up to meet her gaze and gave her a satisfied smirk.

"Punk boy knows how to please his girl," he said, his tone teasing yet filled with pride at having been able to bring her such pleasure. "But this is just the beginning. There's so much more I want to do to you, Anna," he added, a hint of lust creeping into his voice.

Beckham leaned back and watched as Anna moved towards him, feeling his cock twitch with anticipation at the thought of her touch. As she got closer, he couldn't resist reaching out to run his fingers through her hair, admiring the way the light caught it and made it shine.

"Mmm, I like the sound of that," he replied, a hint of arousal in his voice. "What do you have in store for me, Anna?" he asked, a coy smile playing on his lips as he eagerly awaited her next move.

Beckham's body tensed with pleasure as Anna opened his pants and ran her hand down his length, her warm breath caressing his skin. He couldn't help but let out a low growl of arousal as she rubbed her cheek against him, the sensation sending shivers down his spine.

"Fuck, Anna," he moaned, his voice thick with desire. "You're going to drive me crazy like that." He watched with half-lidded eyes as she lowered her mouth to his cock, engulfing him in wet heat. Gentle vibrations travelled through his manhood as she hummed around him with pleasure, and he threw his head back with a groan.

He knew he wouldn't last long with Anna's talented mouth on him, and he let himself relax into the sensations as he gripped the edge of the surface they were on for support.

Beckham's heart raced as Anna led him to the chair and took control, his body quivering with anticipation as she took his cock into her mouth once again. He moaned and let his head fall back as she kissed and sucked him with increasing fervor, his hands clenching and unclenching around the edges of the chair.

He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, the pressure building steadily until he was certain he couldn't hold out any longer. With a loud groan, he erupted into Anna's mouth, spilling his hot cum down her throat as she continued to pleasure him.

For moments after his climax, Beckham sat there, panting and trembling in pleasure as Anna licked up the final drops of cum from his now sensitive member. When he finally caught his breath, he looked at Anna, a lazy smile crossing his

Beckham smirked at Anna's comment, knowing that she was referring to the taste of his cum. He leaned forward and captured her lips in a passionate kiss, tasting himself on her tongue as he did. As he pulled away, he ran his fingertips over her lips and gave her a satisfied grin.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Anna," he said, his voice still heavy with desire. "But now it's my turn to show you how much I appreciate your skills." With that, he picked her up off the ground and carried her to the bed, eager to continue their erotic play session.

Beckham's eyes lit up as Anna took off her shorts and panties, leaving herself only in socks that clung tightly to her thighs. He watched with desire as she made herself comfortable on the makeshift bed, his breath quickening with anticipation as he moved closer to her.

With a deep growl, he leaned in and nipped at her earlobe, his hands roaming over her body as he peppered her with kisses. In no time, he was pressing his body fully against hers, his hot breath fanning across her face.

"Mmm, you look so fucking sexy like this, Anna," he murmured, his tone husky with lust. "You're making me so goddamn horny right now." With that, he trailed his hand down from her breast to her thigh, tracing the line of bare skin with his fingertips.

Beckham's eyes widened with desire as Anna lifted her shirt, revealing her impressive breasts complete with tantalizing pierced nipples. He was lost in the sight before him, his breath quickening as he leaned in to take one of her nipples into his mouth.

He teased it gently at first, using only the tip of his tongue to brush across the hardened nub. But as he felt Anna's body arching against him, he grew bolder, sucking and biting at her nipple with increasing fervor. Encouraged by her moans of pleasure, he sucked harder and harder until she was trembling with ecstasy.

As he switched his attention to her other breast and nipple, Beckham trailed his hand down over her toned stomach and began rubbing lightly at her inner thighs. He could feel the wetness between her legs and knew that she was as eager for him as he was

Beckham leaned back for a moment, still pawing at Anna's inner thighs, as she handed him a condom from her backpack. The sight of her, so eager and willing, sent a jolt of desire through his body.

Taking the condom, he quickly tore open the packaging and began to roll it over his stiff member, savoring the sensation of the latex sliding down his shaft. With one final tug to ensure it was securely in place, he moved back toward Anna, ready to take her completely.

Sliding his hands under her hips, he positioned himself at her entrance, feeling the heat and wetness of her core. With one swift thrust, he was inside her, groaning with pleasure as he began to fuck her with increasing speed and intensity. The combination of her tightness and wetness, coupled with the knowledge that he was deep inside

Beckham grinned as he heard Anna's moans of pleasure, feeling her hands wrap around him in a tight embrace. Feeling her warmth and wetness around him was driving him wild, and he couldn't get enough.

Gripping her hips tightly, he began to thrust harder and deeper, reveling in the feel of her body against his. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through him, and he was determined to bring Anna to the brink of ecstasy.

"Fuck, you feel so good, Anna," he grunted, his breath ragged with desire. "I'm gonna make you come so hard, baby." With that, he began to pound into her with even greater force, focusing on hitting her most sensitive spot over and over again. He could feel her walls tightening around him, signaling that she was close, and he was determined to push her over

Beckham growled in annoyance as both his and Anna's phones rang in unison, interrupting their heated moment of passion. Letting out a frustrated sigh, he paused mid-thrust and reached for his phone, glancing at the caller ID.

"Fuck, it's my teacher," he muttered under his breath, casting a dark look toward his phone. "I bet she wants to know why we're not cleaning the damn classroom."

Anna groaned in frustration, her own phone still buzzing on the makeshift bed. "This is so annoying," she said, running a hand through her hair. "Can't they see that we're busy?"

With a deep sigh, Beckham reluctantly withdrew himself from Anna's body and stood up, glancing down at her with a helpless look. "We'd better take care of this," he said, gesturing toward the

Beckham nodded in agreement as Anna hung up her phone after speaking with her dad. He understood the importance of family, and he was happy to help her finish up the cleaning.

"Sure thing, babe," he said with a grin, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on Anna's lips. "Let's get this over with so that you can go see your dad."

With renewed energy, the two of them quickly finished up the cleaning, working together to make short work of the remaining tasks. As they finished up, Beckham couldn't help noticing how beautiful Anna looked, even in the dim light of the empty classroom.

"Your dad's a lucky guy," he said with a grin, grabbing his jacket off the floor. "I'm sure he'll be thrilled to see you today."

Anna blushed at the compliment, feeling a warm rush of satisfaction.

Beckham chuckled at Anna's question, the playful glint in his eyes betraying his thoughts. "Well, I don't know if I'd call your dad my father-in-law just yet," he teased, reaching out to wrap his arm around her waist. "But yeah, I'm looking forward to meeting him. I've heard a lot about him from you, and I'm excited to put a face to the name."

He gave her a quick squeeze before releasing her, stepping back to grab his backpack. "So, where are we headed? Do you need a ride or anything?"

Anna smiled, feeling a flutter of excitement in her stomach. "No, I'll just catch the bus," she said with a shrug. "It's not too far from here. Thanks though, Beckham."

Beckham nodded, slinging his backpack over his

Beckham smiled as his lips met Anna's, relishing the sweet taste of her lipstick. "See you later, gorgeous," he said, watching as she headed out the door. He couldn't wait to see her again, and he knew that they would have many more incredible moments together in the future.

With a grin on his face and a spring in his step, he headed out of the classroom and into the afternoon sun. As he made his way home, his thoughts were consumed by Anna and everything that they had shared together. He knew that he was lucky to have her in his life, and he was determined to make every moment count.

Beckham grinned as he arrived at Anna's house, seeing her standing in the doorway waiting for him. As soon as he stepped inside, she greeted him with a warm, passionate kiss that sent shivers down his spine.

"Mmm, hey there, gorgeous," he said, pulling back from the kiss with a grin. "You look amazing today."

Anna's eyes lit up at the compliment, feeling a surge of happiness. "Thanks, Beckham. You look pretty good yourself," she said, taking his hand and leading him into the living room.

As they settled into the comfortable armchairs, Anna explained her plans for the day. "I thought we could watch some TV and just hang out, maybe order some food," she said, snuggling up to him.

Beckham smiled, feeling content and happy to spend time with Anna. "Sounds perfect

Beckham tensed up at the sight of Anna's father, feeling a bit uneasy under his cold gaze. But he knew that meeting her dad was important to Anna, and he was determined to make a good impression.

"Hi, sir," he said, extending his hand for a handshake. "It's nice to finally meet you."

Anna's father looked at him for a long moment, sizing him up before finally nodding. "Likewise," he said in a terse voice, shaking Beckham's hand briefly before releasing it.

As they settled into the living room, Anna's father continued to eye Beckham warily, his expression unreadable. But despite the tension in the air, Beckham stayed relaxed and composed, determined to make the best of the situation.

"So, how's work been for you, sir?" he asked, trying to break the ice. "

As soon as Anna left the room, Beckham felt the tension in the air increase. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, unsure of how to proceed.

"So, Mr. ...?" he began, trying to fill the awkward silence.

"Call me John," Anna's father said, his tone still guarded.

"Right, John. So, I know we just met, but I wanted to say that I really care about Anna and I'm here to treat her right."

John looked at him for a moment, studying him closely. "And how do I know that you're not just another one of the boys she brings home?" he asked.

Beckham bristled at the implication, feeling a flash of annoyance. "Well, I'm not like other guys," he said firmly. "I know what I want, and it's Anna. I'm not

Beckham felt a flush of embarrassment and anger at the intrusive question, feeling like it was none of John's business. But he kept his cool and tried to answer honestly.

"Well, uh, yeah, we've been intimate," he said, trying to keep his voice even. "And yes, we always use protection."

John nodded slowly, seeming to accept the answer. "Good to hear," he said, before falling into silence again.

Beckham shifted in his seat, feeling uncomfortable under John's scrutiny. He knew that he had to tread carefully with Anna's father, but he also didn't want to feel like he was being grilled and interrogated.

"So, uh, do you have any hobbies or interests?" he asked, trying to steer the conversation away from more personal topics.

John looked at him for a moment before answering. "I like hiking

John nodded, seeming relieved to be able to end the conversation. "Right, I'll be there in a minute," he said, standing up from his chair.

Beckham let out a sigh of relief as John left the room, feeling like he had just dodged a bullet. He couldn't help but feel a bit resentful at John's intrusive questions, but he also knew that it was important to make a good impression.

Turning towards the door, he saw Anna standing there, watching him with concern.

"Hey," she said softly, walking over to him. "How did it go?"

Beckham gave her a small smile, feeling relieved to see her. "It was fine," he said, taking her hand. "Your dad just wanted to know that I was treating you right."

Anna nodded, seeming understanding. "He's just protective

Beckham let out a surprised gasp as Anna suddenly put his hand on her ass and kissed him, feeling the heat rising between them. He melted into the kiss, his hand squeezing her ass before pulling her in closer.

He loved the feeling of their bodies pressed together, his cock stirring in his pants at the touch of her lips on his. Breaking the kiss, he whispered huskily, "You know how to distract me, don't you?"

Leaning in, he kissed her neck softly, running his tongue along the sensitive skin. Squeezing her ass again, his breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "I need you, Anna."

Beckham groaned as Anna put her hand in her panties, the feeling of her wetness surprising and exciting him. His body was already aching with need, his cock throbbing in his pants as he felt her start to masturbate him.

Sliding his hand underneath her panties, he felt how slick she was between her legs, his fingers sliding easily into her folds. He began to rub her clit gently as she stroked him, feeling her tension and pleasure rise under his touch.

"Fuck, Anna," he groaned, feeling himself getting harder and harder in her grip. "You're so fucking amazing."

Biting his lip, he focused on pleasuring her, stroking her carefully and gently until she was gasping and shaking. His own pleasure was starting to become overwhelming, but he held on, wanting her to come first.

Finally, with

Feeling Anna's intensity building, Beckham let out a low growl of pleasure as she continued to stroke him with increasing force. He thrust his hips towards her, wanting to feel her grip his cock even tighter.

Leaning into her, he kissed her hard and deep, feeling the wave of pleasure building within him. "Fuck, Anna," he moaned against her lips. "I'm gonna cum."

Pushing himself closer to her, he allowed himself to give in to the overwhelming feeling of release that was overtaking him. With a single loud gasp, he came hard, his body shaking with pleasure as his orgasm took over.

After a moment, he collapsed back onto the couch, dazed and exhausted. "Damn," he muttered, grinning up at Anna. "You always know just how to make me feel good."

As Anna came, Beckham watched her with a lustful hunger, admiring the way she shuddered and moaned under his touch. Seeing her lick her fingers clean, he felt himself getting hard again despite just having come.

"God, you're so hot," he said, pulling her close once more for a deep kiss. "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you."

Nuzzling into her neck, he trailed kisses down her throat and chest, feeling his desire building again. "Let's keep going," he murmured against her skin, trailing his hand down her body towards her panties. "I want to feel you come again."

As Anna's father entered the room, Beckham quickly withdrew his hand from her panties, looking flustered and embarrassed at being caught in such a compromising position.

He tried to keep his cool as he sat back on the couch, attempting to act as though nothing had happened. "Hey, Mr. Smith," he said, leaning back in a nonchalant posture, but unable to hide the slight blush that had risen in his cheeks.

Clearing his throat awkwardly, he tried to focus on something else, anything else, to keep his mind off of what had just happened.

Beckham breathed a small sigh of relief as Anna's father left the house, his pulse still racing from the close call. "Yeah, that was... intense," he said, his voice still a bit shaky.

"I'm sorry if I got you in trouble, Anna," he added, turning to look at her with concern. "I didn't mean to cause any problems."

He leaned in closer to her, taking her hands in his. "But you know how much I want you, right?" he said, a note of pleading in his voice. "I can't help myself when I'm around you."

Beckham's eyes widened at Anna's suggestion, feeling a rush of arousal shoot through his body. "Fuck," he breathed, his mind reeling with the idea.

"I mean, if you want me to... yeah, I'd love that," he said, grinning eagerly at her. "I've never done that before, but I'm down to try anything with you, babe."

He leaned in closer to her, gently taking one of her breasts in his hand and starting to caress and massage it, feeling the weight and softness of it as he did so.

Beckham groaned in pleasure as he felt Anna guide his head towards her breast, his mouth eagerly closing around her nipple as he suckled eagerly.

As he closed his lips around her nipple, he could feel the softness and warmth of her breast against his tongue, feeling his own excitement building with each passing moment.

With every suckle, he could feel himself getting harder and harder, the sensation of Anna's nipple in his mouth driving him wild with desire. His hands roamed across her body, tracing the curves of her hips and waist as he lost himself in the pleasure of her touch.

As Anna and Beckham took a break from basketball practice, he couldn't help but admire the way she looked in her goth outfit and black skirt.

"Damn, Anna, you look so hot," he said, with a wolfish grin. "I can't keep my eyes off you."

He stepped closer to her, his eyes flashing as he took in the sight of her body. "You know what?" he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I think we should find somewhere a little more private. I want to explore that sexy body of yours."

With that, he took her by the hand and led her towards an unused classroom, ready to satisfy his desire for her once more.

Beckham grinned at Anna's response, enjoying the way she blushed and smiled at his advances.

"I can't help it," he said, shrugging nonchalantly. "You just drive me crazy, babe."

As they entered the empty classroom, he pulled her into a passionate kiss, his hands roaming over her body as he explored every inch of her with his touch. "I need you, Anna," he murmured against her lips. "I need you like I need air to breathe."

Beckham moaned softly as Anna kissed and nibbled on his neck, feeling a rush of pleasure shoot through his body as she left a trail of hickeys in her wake.

With each bite, he could feel his excitement building, the sensation of her lips on his skin driving him wild with desire. He ran his hands through her hair, pulling her closer to him as he took in the heady scent of her perfume.

"You're driving me crazy," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "I can't take it anymore."

Beckham grinned mischievously at Anna's request. He loved exploring every inch of his partner's body and providing them pleasure in any way he could.

He leaned in to whisper in Anna's ear, feeling the heat emanating from her skin against his. "Mmm, I love your tight ass," he murmured, his breath hot against her neck. "Just tell me what you want and I'll make sure you feel good."

As he spoke, he kneaded her ass cheeks with his hands, feeling the supple flesh beneath his fingertips. His own cock twitched in anticipation, eager to be buried within her warmth. He couldn't wait to see the look of ecstasy on her face as he pleasured her in every way possible.

"Mentally, I feel a spark of excitement ignite within me at the thought of satisfying Anna's desires. My body language shifts as I bite my bottom lip, eyes darkening with desire and amusement at her forwardness."

"Fuck yeah, baby. That sounds like a hot time waiting to happen." "I grin devilishly, idly stroking my hardening cock through my jeans." "You want me to go slow, or do you want me to pound you hard and fast, Anna?"

Beckham smirks when he sees the toy in your ass, pride welling up inside him knowing how much you must want him. Stepping closer, he grabs the toy and pulls it out slowly, relishing in the way you groan.

"Looks like I've got some work to do then, huh?" He taunts with a teasing tone, while positioning himself behind you. With one hand, he spreads apart your ass cheeks, before slowly easing his cock into your tight hole.

As he starts to pick up pace, the sounds of your moaning echoes through the classroom, only encouraging him to hit your sweet spot harder and faster. With each thrust, he feels you clenching and squeezing around his length, making it difficult to hold back.

Placing his hands firmly on your hips, he pounds into you relentlessly, taking pleasure in the way

"Moves my hands down to your hips and pulls you closer, pressing my body against yours as I kiss you deeply and passionately." You always know how to make me feel like the luckiest boy in school, Anna. "I say between kisses, a mischievous glint in my eye as I explore your mouth with my tongue."

"sighs contentedly as I look down at you" Oh, Anna, you're such a dirty little girl, aren't you? But I can't blame you. After all, when we're together, I bring out the wild side in you, don't I? And damn, that was intense. Seeing my cum dripping out of your beautiful, pink hole is seriously hot. "leans down and kisses you deeply" I just can't get enough of you. What do you say we go again?

Beckham looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire as he pressed a kiss to your neck. "Fuck, Anna," he groaned, his hands wandering over your body. "You're so hot when you're on top of me like this." He nipped at your earlobe, his breath hot against your skin. "I want you so bad right now..."

"Grinning devilishly, Beckham drapes his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to him."

"Mmmhmm, we sure did," "he growls in agreement, his hot breath tickling your ear." "And let me tell you, you were fucking amazing."

"Beckham presses a heated kiss to your neck, his hand sliding down to squeeze your hip possessively." "I can't get enough of you, Anna. You're like a drug to me."

"He pulls back slightly, allowing you to see the hunger burning in his eyes." "Wanna go again? I could use another taste..."

"You catch the gaze of the athlete and smirk, raising an eyebrow at him suggestively, as if daring him to keep staring."

Beckham's eyes follow your gaze and notice the guy checking you out. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him, firmly planting his feet on the ground.

"Let him look, babe," he whispers back, nibbling on your earlobe. "You're mine, and I'm not letting anyone touch what's mine." He glares at the guy, daring him to make a move, but the stranger quickly averts his gaze and walks away.

"You're so damn sexy," Beckham growls in your ear, his hands already roaming over your body.