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He tugs my panties upward, making them press against my clit. The darkness in his eyes heats up like the flames of hell, and my breathing stutters.
“I promise you that I’ll stop if you say no, Professor.”
He pushes his body into mine, and I gasp when I feel his hard erection against my lower belly.
“So, what will it be?” he taunts. “No right away, or will you take care of my load first?”
It’s terrifying that all he needs to do is keep me pinned against the locker and maneuver a piece of lace between my legs for me to go crazy. I close my eyes, gathering all my strength to push him away. Praying to God to give me strength.
But when I open my mouth to speak he drives a finger inside my pussy. Forcefully. Mercilessly.
“Think again, Professor,” he warns.
“Stop,” I breathe, and he shoves two fingers inside, ramming my body harder against the locker.
“I don’t hear a no. No is your safe word, Eva. Let me hear it, and I’ll let you go.”
I lick my lips, praying harder. Seconds pass with me failing to reject him, and Micah rams three fingers inside of me.
“Then let’s get this soaking little cunt ready for my cock,” he says gruffly, my feet leaving the ground as he pumps me with those fingers like a mean bully. “I should fuck you raw and then have you choke on my cum for what you put me through yesterday.”
He pumps me harder, then withdraws his hand only to rip my panties off. Then he lifts my skirt completely and steps back to have a look at me with my skirt rolled up, my pantyhose ripped and my pussy exposed to him. He curses under his breath and launches himself at me again, but instead of shoving his fingers into my needy pussy he slaps the wet, heated flesh.
I yelp, and he presses a hand on my mouth. He grins down at me just before another slap lands on my pussy, and then another and another, driving up the heat, the pain mixing with pleasure.
“How about now?” he says darkly, his eyes thirsty for the expression in my eyes. “Will you tell me no now, Professor? Nod, and I’ll know you want me to stop.”
But instead of doing that, I just blink the tears from my eyes, wanting more. The pain translates into pleasure the moment his palm makes contact with my creamed skin. When I fail to reject him yet again, he flashes those dimples at me, and his palm slaps my pussy faster, harder, increasing both force and rhythm until my eyes roll back, my moans muffled against his palm.
Pleasure swells up to unbearable levels as he increases the intensity of this filthy punishment. I’m a helpless mess pinned against a locker, pantyhose ripped, having her pussy slapped to orgasm. But just as my clit throbs with imminent release, he rams three fingers ring-deep inside of me. He uses them to pound me, then he slaps me again, prolonging the torturous pleasure until the heat creeps up to the very tips of my ears.
“Do you want to come, Eva?” The sound of his voice, so rough and saturated with raw desire, is enough to tip me over the edge. I don’t even get to think, let alone answer before I come all over his fingers and the heel of his palm that he now grinds against my swollen, slick clit.
“Hmmm.” Oh my God, that voice. “I would say that, from this point on, anything goes.”
I come harder, in waves, holding on to his wrist with both hands, my knees shaking. It’s incredible how he knows exactly when to apply more pressure and release it, making this last like I never thought possible. Hell, I never thought I could orgasm from having my pussy slapped, either.
I become putty in his hands as I come down from my high, making it easy for him to swivel me around and knock my front against the locker. He grabs my hair and plasters his iron chest to my back, bringing his lips to my ear.
“If you’re still planning on telling me no, this is your moment,” he taunts, knowing full well I can’t fucking resist him. Which is why he unbuckles his pants and whips out that hard cock, bending from his knees so he can put it right at my entrance. “I mean it, Eva. I won’t be able to stop if I put my cock inside you.”
But there’s nothing I want more in the world than for him to finally penetrate me.
I bite into my lower lip when he pushes a few inches in, my walls clenching greedily to suck him into me. My body betrays me miserably as I arch my ass back to take him in, the cool metal piercing on his crest leading the way for his thick girth. To my dismay, he stops when he’s a few inches in, cursing under his breath. I can feel him grab his cock at the root between us.
I moan in protest, pushing my ass into him, but his grip tightens in my hair, keeping my cheek glued to the cold locker.
“Fuck, Eva,” he grunts, and I know he’s struggling not to impale me violently in one go. But that’s exactly what I’m inviting him to do by wiggling my ass into him, my walls soaked with need.
“Please, Micah,” I plead enticingly, ripping a groan from him.
“You want this dick?” he says in that irresistible, thick voice. “Then beg for it.”
“I beg you, give me that big, hard cock until I feel you so deep inside that—” I gasp as he shoves it in, pushing against my swollen walls. His fingers should have prepared me for this, but I’m too inflamed and swollen with need.
“I found your birth control,” he grunts as he thrusts violently. “If you haven’t fucked anybody after Rossi, who have you been using it for?”
“No one,” I breathe, gasping and gulping.
