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His fingers slide up beneath my oversized black-and-tan Gucci patterned sweater. His light touch tickles across my skin until his hands find my breasts, cupping them as he massages me fervently.
I gasp into his mouth as he finds his way beneath the lacy fabric to lightly roll my nipple beneath one thumb, stoking my excitement as he teases the sensitive nub. My breathing grows more desperate as he intensifies the attention, then slowly makes his way down the planes of my stomach to the top of my designer leggings.
One inch at a time, he eases them down over my hips, stripping me at a tantalizing pace. In one smooth move, he manages to remove my slouchy leather boots along with my leggings.
I bite my lip at the shockingly erotic feel of the desk’s cool wood against my ass and palms and the even sexier image of Cassio kneeling between my thighs.
“Lie back, my little songbird,” he purrs in a low tone.
I do as he says, stretching across the desk’s surface as I feel his hot breath whisper across my slit. His strong shoulders find the back of my thighs, lifting my legs slightly as his hands glide up my flesh to find my hips.
A deep groan of pleasure escapes me as he nibbles the inside of my thigh. Then his lips brush lightly across my clit before he repeats the teasing taste on the other side.
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, gripping the sides of the desk as my core throbs sinfully.
He hums in response and strokes his tongue between my folds, startling a gasp from me as my legs quiver forcefully. My back arches up off the desk greedily as he licks me, the tip of his tongue parting my slit and then flicking across my sensitive clit.
When his lips close around the tiny bundle of nerves and he begins to suck adamantly, I rock forward, rolling my hips forcefully against his mouth. Growling as his fingers press firmly into my flesh, Cassio grows more forceful, nipping my clit as he gradually increases the pressure until I feel like I might cry.
It feels so fucking good I could scream, but I can’t. That would bring god-only-knows-how-many guards running.
“Yes!” I gasp, my fingers gripping the desk forcefully as I reach a sudden and intense climax.
Cassio seems to know just what that means. Releasing one hip, he slides two fingers inside my pussy, teasing my G-spot with a curl of his fingers as he continues to suction my clit between his teeth. Biting down hard on my lips to muffle the sound, I cry out as I orgasm explosively.
My pussy clamps down around Cassio’s fingers, begging him for more as my clit throbs against his unforgiving teeth. It’s almost painful, but it also feels as though I might just levitate right out of my body. Chest heaving, I ride wave after wave of ecstasy, my body trembling uncontrollably.
Finally, I seem to have reached the end of my release, and Cassio carefully removes his lips from my throbbing pussy. But rather than the intense satiation I’m accustomed to, I feel a ravenous need for more.
Sitting up, I cup Cassio’s face, freshly free of tape, between my palms. Guiding him to his feet, I kiss him greedily, tasting the tang of my arousal on his tongue. He moans into my mouth and grips my hips so he can grind his erection forcefully against me through his slacks.
Unbuckling his belt frantically, I whip it open and get to work on the button and zipper in my way. In an instant, I shove his pants down around his knees, removing the remaining barriers between us.
Cassio pulls me off the edge of the desk, crushing his hard cock between us as he grips my ass firmly. Our kiss is intense, desperate, almost violent as we make out fiercely. Then Cassio spins me to face away from him, one hand stopping me as it snakes beneath my sweater and wraps around my ribs to grope my breasts.
The other hand glides along the line of my hip, finding the warmth between my thighs and scooping his fingers between my folds to finger me. Grinding my ass against his erection, I shudder from the tantalizing feel of his silken head buried deep between my cheeks.
I tip my head back, one arm reaching behind me to find the nape of his neck as I kiss him over my shoulder, stroking my tongue between his lips.
“God, you drive me crazy. You’re so fucking sexy,” he growls.
I give his lower lip a playful nip and then lean forward across the desk, silently begging him to put his cock inside me. Cassio groans, the hand that had been teasing my nipples roaming over my ass with admiration.
His other hand continues to tease my clit, remaining wrapped around my hip and extracting shivers of pleasure from me. Then his cock is pressing at my entrance, already slick from my first orgasm, and Cassio going down on me.
He shoves inside me, not wasting time on delicate foreplay. No, barricaded in a classroom, on a campus crawling with new security, we don’t have time for slow and intimate. This time is rough, passionate, and I love the way he takes me.
One hand grips my hip firmly as the other circles my clit, ensuring maximum pleasure on my part as Cassio thrusts into me hard again and again, penetrating me deeply. I brace my palms against the edge of the desk, turning my face to muffle the cries of pleasure by smothering my mouth against my arm.
This ravenous hunger I feel for Cassio is something new, almost frantic in its overwhelming level of need. After nearly losing each other, we can’t seem to keep our hands off each other. This newfound urgency is racy and exhilarating, and I find that despite his cock filling me as he pounds into me almost painfully, I just want more. Ineedmore. I don’t want to spend another second of my life without Cassio buried deep inside me.
“Oh, fuck, Bianka,” he rasps, making my stomach quiver deliciously. “Fuck, I’m coming.”
The first burst of hot cum that fills my pussy, sends me toppling over the edge into ecstasy. I collapse against the desk as my knees turn to noodles, and my walls throb forcefully, clamping down around his cock in wave after wave of euphoric release.
Cassio collapses on top of me, his chest pressing me more firmly into the desk as he thrusts erratically, pumping intense spurts of seed deep inside me. His fingers don’t stop circling my clit until I’m twitching with every shift, my body on overload and my brain short-circuiting.
We both still, our breaths coming in labored gasps, and gently, Cassio eases out of me. With no Kleenex in sight to be able to clean ourselves up, I simply pull my leggings back on, feeling my wetness immediately soak through my panties.
