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I was nuts for this woman.
I hid myself as she neared, and when she moved even with me, I shot a hand out and yanked her to me. She squeaked and then laughed when she saw who was grabbing her, leaning into me to press a kiss on my mouth.
“Hey, you,” she said. “What are you doing here, hiding in the shadows like this?”
With the hand I held behind my back, I twisted the doorknob until the door opened and we fell backwards into the room. “I’m absconding with the beautiful princess…” I said, shutting the door behind us and pressing her against the wall.
“Oooh… how very… roguish of you.”
“Right?” I paused in kissing the juncture of her neck and shoulder and looked at the room behind me. “And look… we have this lovely room all to ourselves… ”
She raised a playful eyebrow and pulled loose to step around me and run a hand across the surface of the wooden desk at the front of the room. “With all these big, strong, flat surfaces… ”
With a deliberate move, I turned the lock on the door behind me, then undid the first button of my shirt, then another. “It’d be a shame to let them go to waste.”
“Definitely.” Jude perched herself on the edge of the desk, her fingers lifting the hem of the skirt she wore almost absently.
I gave it a pointed look. “Be a shame to let that skirt go to waste…”
She leaned back on her elbows and I stepped forward to stand between her legs, my hands on her thighs beneath the hem of her skirt. “Wanna know a secret? I wore it just for you.”
I loved seeing this frisky, mischievous side of her. Sex didn’t have to be serious all the time. “And I am very happy about that, Ms. Tiernay.” I ran my hands up the length of her thighs, feeling the muscles ripple beneath my hands. “Now, to the matter of your punishment—”
“My punishment? What am I being punished for?” She trailed a finger down the front of my shirt, flicking the buttons as she went.
I bared my teeth and fingered the edge of her panties. “Making me wait, of course.”
“Ohh.” Pulling my shirttails loose and spreading the fabric wide against my chest, she nodded. “That is a grave offense. How are you going to punish me? I need to know.” She tried and failed to make her voice sound seductive and breathy, spoiling the effect with a giggle.
“Such levity, Ms. Tiernay.” Narrowing my eyes in mock ire, I moved my fingers to brush lightly over her slit, and then, without warning, pinched her clit through her underwear, smiling at her gasp. “I’m going to make you come.”
Her voice was throaty of its own accord when she managed to reply. “Well, get on with it, then. I’m waiting.”
Playtime was officially over. I tugged her panties swiftly down her legs, letting her kick them to the floor, and then pulled her sweater over her head and looped it behind her neck. With a hand to the center of her chest, I pushed her down to the desk completely, memorizing the spill of her blond and pink hair against the dark walnut varnish, the plumpness of her tits over the lacy edge of her bra. I wanted to undress her completely, see every inch of that pale skin spread out beneath me, but we were in a busy academic hall in the middle of the day. Already I could hear traffic in the hall outside the door.
I moved her arms to either side of her head, pressing them down firmly enough so she knew to keep them there, and then lowered my mouth to suck her nipple through its lace shield into my mouth. She squirmed, her arms lifting reflexively, and then lowered them again. My hands went to my fly and I straightened to look into her eyes as I pulled my cock free.
“This might be a bit on the fast side, sweetheart.”
“I’m good with fast.” She grinned up at me.
I gripped her hips and pulled her ass to the edge of the desk, then tested her readiness. She was wet, slippery with eagerness. “We’ll take our time next go round,” I promised, and rubbed my tip against her, groaning when she arched against me. “Fuuuck. Sweet—” I stroked against her, tense with the need to power into her. “Condom?”
She shook her head. “We’re good.”
“Thank fuck.” I surged forward and into her in a single thrust and she keened, low and breathless, tipping her head back against the desk and exposing her throat. I held her in place at the edge of the desk with one hand on a hip and put my other hand on that throat with a gentle squeeze, then bent to trail my lips along her sternum. “Good?”
“So good…”
I began to plunge in and out in earnest, with long, even strokes angled in a way against her clit that I knew would get her there. She moved her arms flush with the edge of the desk and held on, wrapping her ankles loosely around my hips as she let her knees fall open. She felt like heaven around me, all soft, hot flesh that gripped and gave.
I released her throat and stood straight, hands seizing and squeezing the soft cushion of her ass as I pounded more forcefully into her. The heavy desk scraped in increments across the floor. Tiny noises escaped her throat, raspy moans and guttural groans. “God, Ezra—”
I didn’t know what she was about to say, because at that moment a hand landed against the door, and the knob rattled. We froze, staring wide-eyed at each other, while the rattle came again. “Shit,” I muttered. Sweat was trickling down my temple and I needed to move. Jude did as well, from the small, circular motions her hips were making against my groin.
“Don’t you dare stop,” she commanded, her voice low and fierce.
“Fuck, no.” Swiftly, I picked her up with one arm beneath her thighs and the other banded across her back. She latched her ankles behind my waist and wrapped her arms around my neck, and I carried her to the chalkboard at the front of the room. There I pinned her to its surface, and we sank into each other: grasping, pushing, grinding, our lips and tongue and teeth clashing as they met for greedy kisses.
