Bad Teacher

“I told you not to deny me,” he says. “That includes back talking.”

“All right, all right, I get it,” I squeal, and he lets go.

I can feel him grin against my skin. “Mine …”

And somehow, that short sentence has me going crazy again.

It’s so easy. I’m too easy. For him, at least. God, I fell so hard for him, and I’m not sure I wanna stop. It’s just too damn good.

Especially when he thrusts his fingers in and out of me, making it impossible for me to focus on any of the sensations. It’s so much, too much, and I’m about to explode in bliss.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I moan.

“Yes,” he groans, his fingers digging into my skin as he holds me close to his face. “Do it. I want to taste your cum.”

His command and the pressure his tongue applies to my pussy makes me let it all go. My body begins to shake, and delicious waves flow through my body as the orgasm rolls through me.

“Fuck!” I moan again, wishing I could feel this forever.

He keeps licking me—like he’s desperate for more, like he loves everything about me—and it feels so good.

“Yes … fuck indeed,” he murmurs. “This was my thank you for being such a great girlfriend,” he muses, getting me fired up by using that word.

He knows damn well how to get on my nerves. In fact, he likes it there. That spot between love and hate … and I can’t say I don’t love it too. Hating to love him is like a drug to me, and I can’t get enough.

“But now it’s my turn …” he growls, and he grabs me by the dress, pulls me off the desk, and pushes me down to the floor. His hands immediately reach for his pants, and he unzips to reveal he’s gone commando today.

And boy, do I love the sight of that rock-hard dick.

He pulls it out and brings it to my mouth. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he pushes me closer until my mouth is on the tip. I open my mouth, and he thrusts inside, not giving me a second to prepare. I gulp and suck him off as hard as I can, wanting to taste every inch of him.

The way I’m hidden underneath his desk is so goddamn filthy, licking his length while he looks down at me with those greedy, hungry eyes. I love it.

He doesn’t go slow. It’s hard and fast, and it makes me gag, but it’s oh so delicious. The saltiness of his pre-cum hits the back of my throat, and I swallow it down.

“Yes … take it deep,” he commands. “Show me how filthy you are for me.”

I moan with delight as he holds my head down and makes me take him all the way.

“Hold it,” he growls, and a needy groan follows, setting my body ablaze.

I have to admit it’s fucking sexy when he does that. My pussy is ready for more.

But I know he’s not stopping. Not until after he’s made me eat his cum.

“Are you mine?” he asks as he takes out his cock.

I nod. “Yes.”

He rams it back in again, and the tears spring to my eyes. “You, your panties, and your body belong to me. No one else.”

I hum with the agreement and curl my tongue around his shaft. I can feel his veins thicken as the pressure builds, and I massage his balls as he thrusts back in again.

“Fuck. I’m gonna come so hard, and you’re going to swallow it all,” he commands. “Won’t you?”

“Fuck yes,” I moan when he pulls out again.

“Good.” The wicked smile on his face makes me gush.

I’m panting, but I can’t catch a break because he keeps going … and I’m loving every second of it.

Three thrusts later, he howls and a jet of seed spurts deep into my throat. He forces me to take it to the base, holding my head there while I gulp down the load. It’s so much; half of it drips from my mouth, but I keep sucking and licking until the stream stops and all that’s left is a bobbing cock in my wet mouth.

“Fuck … that felt good,” he murmurs, leaning back in his chair. He looks sated. Just like me.

However, there’s a knock on the door followed by quick feet.

“Excuse me, sir, I have—”

“Gillian!”

Shit.

How did she get in? Did I forget to lock the door? I must have. Shit!

TJ pushes me under the desk, holding my head down while he scoots forward, trapping me underneath in a very narrow space. I hold my breath and listen, hoping she can’t hear or see me.

He clears his throat. “What is it?”

I tuck his cock back in and zip him up, but it makes him so uneasy that I can hear him suck in a breath. His hand dives underneath and slaps my hand away, making me wanna snigger, but I hold my hand in front of my mouth to keep the noise from coming out.