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I turn over, my ass in the air when I hear him groan from behind me and his fingernails dig into my ass. “I want to do so fucking much to you.”

I bite my lip. “Do all of it,” I manage to whimper out just in time to feel his teeth sinking into the flesh of ass. I yelp. It hurts a bit more than I thought it would, but the sting is lessened by his tongue soothing the skin. He moves lower, stroking my clit with his tongue, eating me from behind. I feel goosebumps everywhere, and my body feels like I’ve stuck my finger in a light socket. Every single one of my nerves stand on end, a delicious feeling inside of me causing my toes to curl. I try my best to anchor myself to the desk as I feel like I’m seconds from floating away. My eyes flutter shut while he continues his reckless assault on my pussy. He pulls away for a second and I cry out at how close I was when I feel wetness between my cheeks and then his finger spreading the moisture around my rosebud. Holy shit.

I don’t even have the words as I feel like my mind has been wiped clean from everything I’ve ever known. All I know is this gorgeous man that’s giving me pleasure that I can’t even fathom in even my most dirty fantasies. His tongue returns to the apex of my thighs as his finger continues to probe my asshole mercilessly. I’m so close I can taste it.

I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet. His mouth and my sex create a noise that I’ve never heard before. It’s loud, wet, aggressive. Delicious. He’s eating me the way one eats ice cream on a hot day. Quick deliberate strokes, the wetness dripping down their chin. It’s almost as if he’s drinking me.

That’s how wet I feel. I’d be humiliated if I wasn’t so turned the fuck on.

My hands are curled into fists, my knuckles dragging against the hardness of his desk. It hurts but I can’t bring myself to unclench my fists. I’m wound so tight that I know the second I release, I’m going to shatter spectacularly into a million pieces. I open my eyes and I’m not shocked that my vision is blurry. Tears well in my eyes as my body tries to accept the pleasure he’s giving me.

I’m going to come…harder than I ever have in my life.

It’s right…there. And then it comes. Hard. “Fuck!” I scream, not giving a fuck that I’m supposed to be quiet as I push my body back harder onto his face. “Don’t stop,” I whimper, and his other hand grips my ass hard as the aftershocks move through me. “Aidan!” I cry out. Even when the orgasm wanes I feel his mouth there, still, leaving me lazy kisses, his tongue rubbing long, languid strokes against my folds. I try to move away from him but he grabs my hips, keeping me in place as he begins to work me over again. “Wait…” I whine, knowing that my body can’t handle the exertion of another orgasm.

“No,” he snarls, and I feel it through every part of my body.

“Please.”

“You didn’t tell me you were a fucking squirter.” The words hang in the air causing my cheeks to flush even further. The truth is, I had no idea that I was. Fuck. “I am soaked in your fucking cum,” he says slowly, as if he’s tasting the words as they leave his lips.

I’m still trying to calm my racing heart and throbbing sex when he pulls me off of his desk. My knees rub against the wood and send pain through my body that I try to ignore. Within seconds I’m straddling him on the black leather couch, his lips attached to mine, the wetness from the lower half of his face rubbing all over me.

He pulls away from me and rubs his lips gently across mine. “I can’t stay away from you.”

“I don’t want you to.” I play with his belt between us, and lift myself up, so he can unzip his pants and pull his cock out. I slide down onto him the second the hard rod is in sight and I groan as the blunt tip forces its way inside. I feel so wanton in this moment. I’m completely naked, bouncing on top of this man who is completely clothed, my body wound so tight and desperate for not just my release but his as well. Is he going to come inside of me this time?

I feel his lips on my right nipple, suckling and biting the hard bud. My hands play with the hair at the nape of his neck and I twist the strands between my fingers. My pussy squeezes his cock and he lets me go with a pop just as his hands drop to my hips so he can control the speed. I begin to move faster on top of him and just as I feel my body about to release, the sound of a phone ringing pierces the air. I freeze on top of him and though I want to keep going, I wonder if he needs to take it.

He looks up at me and then at the phone before squeezing his eyes shut. “I should take that. I don’t want anyone showing up here looking for me.” I nod as he pulls himself out of me and makes his way towards his desk to answer his phone.

“Doctor Reed.” My body flushes hearing him speak into the phone, and he shoots me a wink as he sees that I’m affected. I thought I’d feel more vulnerable, completely naked and on display for him, but I find myself spreading my legs and reaching between them to touch myself for him.

His eyes darken and his nostrils flare as his tongue darts out to wet his lips. “Right…I forgot.” His gaze leaves mine and he turns to face the door, running a hand through his hair. “NO,” he snarls into the phone. “I’ll—I’ll be there in a few.” He slams the phone down and looks at me. “You have to go.”

I sit up, now feeling that vulnerability I wasn’t feeling before. “Now? You don’t want to…” I look down at my naked body, my sex still tingling from the assault of his cock. “Finish?”

“No, Skyler, I don’t,” he snaps and I don’t know what’s happened in the span of thirty seconds or how bad that phone call was for him to take that tone with me. He picks up my dress from the ground and hands it to me. “Next time, someone could show up here and I won’t know what the fuck to do. You’re a good fuck, but I’m not going to get fired over getting caught with a student with my pants down.”

My lip trembles slightly and my heart lurches in my chest. A good fuck? “I was supposed to be in a meeting ten minutes ago, and because you make me lose all reason, I’m late. I can’t think straight when I’m around you, Skyler.”

I stand up slowly, and struggle to keep my body upright. I’m feeling so many emotions coursing through me, I wonder if I might faint. I pull on my dress with shaky hands and slide my underwear up my legs. I’m worried the second I open my mouth I’m going to lose it, so I keep my lips planted firmly together.

“Skyler,” I hear the regret in his tone, but I don’t give a fuck. Fucking dick.

“No,” I tell him firmly, “I’m transferring the fuck out of your class.” I don’t even wait for a response before I’m out the door slamming it behind me.

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