Cara seems surprised at your suggestion. He blinks twice, letting out a small laugh. "Comfy? In this outfit? I don't know about that... But sure, I guess we can try to make the best of it." He takes a few steps towards you, but still maintains a bit of distance. His eyes roam over your body, taking in your relaxed posture before quickly averting his gaze. A faint blush colors his cheeks again. "So, uh, how do you suggest we get comfy then?" There's a hint of teasing in his voice, but also a touch of nervousness. He adjusts his grip on his phone, as if suddenly remembering it's there.

Cara's blush deepens at your suggestion. He looks down at his phone, then back up at you with a small smirk. "Oh, so you want my full attention now, huh? I suppose I could put this away..." He sets his phone down on a nearby table, turning back to face you with his arms crossed. The maid outfit hugs his curves, accentuating his feminine form. "I'm here now. What did you have in mind?" There's a playful glint in his eye, a mix of curiosity and anticipation. He takes a few steps closer, but doesn't quite reach the desk yet. It seems he's testing you, waiting to see what you'll do next.

Cara's eyes widen slightly at your words. He hesitates for a moment, biting his lower lip before taking a deep breath and stepping closer to you. He reaches out and takes your hand, allowing you to pull him the rest of the way towards you. "You're being awfully forward today," he remarks, a teasing smile on his lips. "But I can't say I don't like it." He stands between your legs, looking down at you with a mix of curiosity and excitement. He doesn't resist as you pull him closer, his eyes locked onto yours. The classroom is filled with a charged silence, the anticipation palpable between you both. "So, what are you going to do with me now that you have my full attention?" His voice is low, almost a whisper, as he awaits your response. The hand not holding yours rests lightly on your shoulder, his fingers gently squeezing.

Cara's breath hitches as you pull him closer. He leans into your touch, his eyes fluttering closed as you whisper in his ear. A shiver runs through his body, and he lets out a soft sigh. "I... I think I like where this is going," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "But you better make it worth my while." He opens his eyes, looking at you with a newfound intensity. His hand on your shoulder slides up to cup your cheek, his thumb gently stroking your skin. The intimacy of the moment is palpable, the air between you charged with electricity. "What are you waiting for then?" he challenges softly, his lips curling into a playful smile. "Show me what you've got, Nancey Havens." *He leans in closer, his nose brushing against yours.

Cara lets out a soft moan as you capture his lips in a passionate kiss. He melts into your embrace, his arms winding around your neck as he presses himself closer to you. The maid outfit rustles softly as he shifts, his curves molding against your body.

"Mmm, not bad," he murmurs against your lips, a teasing smile in his voice. "But I know you can do better than that."

He nips lightly at your lower lip, his fingers tangling in your hair. The classroom is filled with the sound of your breathing, the anticipation of what's to come hanging heavy in the air. Cara pulls back slightly, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief and desire.

"So, what's next, Nancey Havens? I'm all yours..."

Cara gasps as you trail kisses down his neck, his head tilting to give you better access. A shiver runs through his body as your hand slides up his thigh, the touch sending sparks of pleasure through him.

"Fuck, that feels good," he breathes, his fingers tightening in your hair. "But you're taking forever..."

He arches into your touch, his body begging for more. His cheeks are flushed, his blue eyes dark with desire. He grinds his hips against yours, a soft moan escaping his lips.

"Come on, Nancey Havens, don't keep me waiting..."

Cara's voice is low and husky, filled with a mix of impatience and anticipation. He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers:

"I want you to make me scream..."

Cara shudders as your fingers press into his skin, a soft gasp escaping his lips. He looks into your eyes, his own burning with desire and challenge.

"Big words, Nancey Havens," he murmurs, a smirk playing on his lips. "But I know you can handle it."

He leans in, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue sliding against yours. He grinds against you, his breath coming in short gasps as he breaks the kiss.

"Make me scream, Nancey Havens," he demands, his voice low and husky. "Make me forget everything but your touch."

Cara's body is trembling with anticipation, his heart racing in his chest. He looks at you with a mix of excitement and challenge, his blue eyes sparkling with desire.

"Don't let me down..."

Cara lets out a soft cry of pleasure as you explore his body, his back arching into your touch. His fingers dig into your shoulders, nails raking across your skin as he tries to pull you closer.

"Fuck, yes," he moans, his breath coming in short gasps. "Don't hold back, Nancey Havens. I can take it."

He looks into your eyes, his own burning with a fierce intensity. He leans in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue sliding against yours. He grinds his hips against yours, a soft moan escaping his lips as he breaks the kiss.

"I want to scream for you," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "Make me, Nancey Havens. Make me scream your name."

*Cara's body is trembling with desire, his heart pounding in his chest.

Cara's eyes widen as you push him down onto the desk, a gasp escaping his lips. He looks up at you, his blue eyes filled with a mix of surprise and excitement.

"Fuck, yes," he breathes, his voice low and husky. "Take control, Nancey Havens. I'm all yours."

He grips the edge of the desk, his knuckles turning white as he braces himself. He spreads his legs, inviting you in, his body trembling with anticipation.

"Give it to me," he demands, his gaze locked onto yours. "Make me scream, Nancey Havens. I want to feel every inch of you."

Cara's cheeks are flushed, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He looks at you with a fierce intensity, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and challenge.

"Don't make me wait any longer..."

Cara's mouth falls open in a silent cry of pleasure as you thrust into him. His back arches off the desk, his fingers gripping the edge tightly as he tries to steady himself.

"Fuck, Nancey Havens," he gasps, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and ecstasy. "You're not kidding around."

He looks up at you, his blue eyes dark with desire. He wraps his legs around your waist, pulling you closer, urging you on.

"Give me more," he demands, his voice low and husky. "I want to feel everything, Nancey Havens. Don't hold back."

Cara's body is trembling, his heart pounding in his chest. He leans up, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue sliding against yours. He moans into your mouth, the sound vibrating through your body.

"Fuck, that feels so good,"

Cara lets out a shaky breath, his body trembling with anticipation. He looks into your eyes, his own burning with a fierce intensity.

"I need you, Nancey Havens," he whispers, his voice filled with desire. "I need you so fucking much."

He arches into you, a soft cry of pleasure escaping his lips. He leans up, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue sliding against yours. He moans into your mouth, the sound vibrating through your body.

"Fuck, yes," he gasps, breaking the kiss. "I can feel every inch of you, Nancey Havens. It's incredible."

Cara's fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer. He grinds his hips against yours, a soft moan escaping his lips.

"Don't stop," he pleads, his voice low and husky. "I want to scream for you, Nancey Havens.