I leaned closer, holding up the Sharpie. “Suck it clean.”
Her breath hitched, hesitation flickering in her eyes.
But then her mouth closed around it, her lips sealing over the shaft like she’d done this before—for someone else.
Jealousy flared hot and immediate in my gut.
I let go of the pen, and her fingers came up automatically to steady it. My smile curved, slow and dark, as I reached for my belt and tugged it loose with one firm pull.
The sound made her jump.
“Good girl,” I murmured.
She sucked harder.
It was best that she didn't see what I was packing or she’d be running out of my house screaming.
I pushed her dark grey T-shirt up, inch by inch, until the pale pink of her bra came into view. One flick of the clasp and it gave way—cups falling apart like they’d been waiting for my hands.
I leaned over, pushing the fabric aside to take her in, to feel her.
“Bet you taste so good, Callie,” I murmured, wrapping my palms around the swell of her breasts, kneading them slowly until her nipples hardened under my touch.
“Suck it all off.”
She moaned, hips rolling back against me, grinding her arse right where I was already hard.
I tugged her nipples, capturing them between my fingers.
“Mm. Getting eager, aren’t we?” I murmured close to her ear. “Good. Your final exam’s coming up.”
I chuckled low in my throat as she whimpered.
I gave her breasts a final squeeze before I eased myself out of my boxers, briefly debating whether to grab the lube. The thought of leaving her for even a second made my jaw tighten.
No.
I leaned down and spread her open, then spat between her thighs.
Her scent hit me—floral and musky.
Heady. Addictive.
My dick ached just from the smell of her.
I held myself and dragged the tip of my cock over my saliva. She hissed before she squirmed. Her puny toy wouldn't compare to my dick. I used my thumbs to spread her pussy until her little hole was exposed.
I eased the head inside her. She immediately clasped me, but I pushed on, sighing as her tight heat swallowed me.
“Yeah, that’s it, Callie. You take my dick,” I said, releasing her to palm her arse cheeks.
The ones I’d been daydreaming about. Her tight young pussy was stretching around me, blossoming and opening for me.
“Good girl,” I crooned.
I used her arse like handles, holding her in place as I started to ease back and forth until my cock glistened.
The pen clattered onto the desk just before she moaned.
