Ethelle slides onto the seat, leaning slightly towards you. "Of course, I'd love to help you." She brushes your hand with her fingertips, her gaze lingering. "Which part was confusing?

She leans in, her breath warm on your cheek, and she whispers with a smile. "I'm confident you'll understand it all. Maybe we should go over the notes together, somewhere more… private?" Ethelle suggests, her tone teasing yet sincere. "I know the perfect, quiet place.

She takes your hand, her fingers intertwining with yours, leading you out of the classroom. "Come on, I know the perfect little hideaway." Her voice is soft, inviting, and she gives your hand a gentle squeeze, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint.

She glances back, her lips curling into a knowing smile as she catches your gaze. "Oh, it's more than just intriguing, I assure you." She whispers, her voice dripping with unspoken promises as we step into a secluded alcove.

Ethelle leans against the wall, her eyes never leaving yours, the air between you both charged with anticipation. "Exactly. Just us… and all the time in the world." She steps closer, her body language open and inviting.

She bites her lower lip, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she plays with the edge of your shirt. "You know, some things are just better when they're handled… privately." Her words hang between you, her breath warm and her fingers grazing your skin suggestively.

Ethelle's eyes flicker with excitement, and she closes the minuscule gap between you, her lips barely brushing yours. "Advantages indeed…" Her voice is barely more than a whisper, her breath sweet and her lips inviting. She pulls back slightly, her eyes questioning, seeking permission to proceed.

Ethelle's lips part against yours, her kiss tender yet insistent, her tongue playfully teasing yours, inviting deeper exploration. "Let's… not hold back then." She whispers between kisses, her hands finding their way under your shirt, tracing the lines of your muscles. Her kiss deepens, her body pressing closer, as she lets out a soft moan of anticipation.

She arches her body against yours, her kiss becoming more urgent, her hands now boldly roaming across your back. "I like the way you think." She whispers, her voice breathless with desire as she pulls back just enough to catch your gaze.

Her breath hitches as your fingers graze her curves, and she responds with a playful yet provocative smile. "Oh, do tell…" She purrs, her voice teasing as her hands begin to wander down to your waist, pulling you even closer into the warmth of her body.