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The words shock us both. I’ll tell myself it’s because I’m tired and horny when I replay this moment. Trip’s jaw ticks as he composes himself, his eyes flash with heat and his body flexes on top of me.
“Please, Trip,” I whisper as my core flutters again. “I need to feel you inside of me right now.”
He grips my face, and stares down at me, “I shouldn’t.”
“Why?” My question comes out breathless as I lift my hips into him.
“Because I already conceded and gave you this when I should’ve punished you,” he snarls.
Why do I feel so touch starved right now? I shiver before sitting up and running my hands up his torso and chest. I gaze up into the heated look on his face.
“Please, Trip? I’m here, begging you to finish this. I-I need more than just your fingers tonight. Please? Touch me. P-play with me?” I swallow down my pride and whisper, “Play with your doll.”
His jaw ticks and his nostrils flare. My shoulders sag as I realize he’s not going to relent. Rather than just drop my hands away, I slide them back down the way they came to admire the muscle beneath the shirt.
With a growl, he grabs my wrists with both hands, transfers them into one hand, and pushes me so that my back hits the floor. Then, he pins my hands above my head. Trip’s face hovers over mine, and for a moment, I think he’s going to kiss me. I tilt my head up to allow it.
“I like the way you beg, dollface.” I can hear the sound of a zipper unraveling. “Legs around me.”
Grinning in success, I do as I’m told. Trip positions himself at my entrance and surges into me without any preamble. My shriek is muffled by his mouth as it crashes down on mine. My body greets Trip’s hard dick greedily, clenching around him with a death grip. Trip grunts. I bite his lip, pleased to hear that sound and aching to hear more. The deep growl that follows is animalistic and vibrates through his frame. His hips snap forward and pull back. I arch my back and my legs tighten around his waist. It doesn’t take me long before my body bears down on Trip’s.
“Don’t cum until I tell you to, dollface.”
“I can’t wait, Trip!” The whine in my voice is embarrassing.
“You can and will.”
I shake my head, desperately trying to cling on to any control I have over the building pressure and failing miserably.
“Don’t you do it,” he snarls as my body begins to clamp down on him.
“I can’t stop—” My body stiffens before heavily convulsing beneath Trip.
“Damn it, doll!” He swears violently as he stiffens and spills his release inside me. The twitching of his dick prolongs my orgasm. My hips grind against his as I moan. When I finally come down from my high, I can’t help but give him a smug smile.
Trip glares down at me but it lacks the intensity it usually carries. “You’re a brat, dollface.”
I roll my eyes and drop my legs from around his waist. Trip slips his softening dick from my body and rocks back on his heels. When he’s done tucking himself into his pants, he climbs to his feet. I don’t wait for him to stare down at me in contempt. Quickly, I scramble to stand up. To my surprise, Trip offers me his hand. I stare at it, confused, and rise without his help.
“No need to act like a gentleman now,” I tell him when he raises an eyebrow at me.
Trip snickers, “Naw, the only gentleman between the three of us is Grant, and he won’t waste any manners on you, dollface.”
No, I don’t think he would. I shake my head and move around him. Trip follows close behind me.Tooclose. Now that we’re through, I’m beginning to think clearly. Whatever this was this evening, it can’t happen again. Trip opening up, even just this little bit, is disconcerting. This is so not good. If I’m not careful, feelings are going to start developing. Grinding my teeth, I focus on Trip’s cum running down my leg rather than the way my heart is fluttering. I really need to get to the bathroom or people are going to notice. Not that there are a lot of students around at this time of night.
As I head toward the bathroom rather than the elevator, Trip grabs my wrist and yanks me back toward him. I turn with a gasp to face him.
“Get off me, Trip. I need to go clean up.”
“No, you’re going straight back down to your desk,” he hisses.
“There’s no way I can hide this mess you left behind!” I can feel his seed making its way down my leg, already nearly visible.
A cold grin slides into place. “Then you better walk faster if you don’t want people to see it.”
So much for not punishing me. God, this is horrifying. What if someone notices the trail of cum down my leg? And what about it messing up my skirt and desk chair? No. I’m not doing this.
I yank my arm free from Trip’s grip with a huff and glare at him. “If I don’t go pee, I’ll—”
