Only Love

“Um…” Vanessa sounded confused, which I understood since that had been an intense response to such a minor situation. “I guess I’ll see you on Wednesday.”

“Sure,” I grunted. “See you then.” I listened to the sound of her heels clicking on the linoleum floor, and when they faded away, I stopped teasing London. I sped up my pace and dropped my eyes to watch the joining of our bodies. My beard had scraped the tender skin on her thighs, and my chest swelled at seeing my mark on her. The next time I pulled out, I noticed the pink tinge to her sweet cream, and it brought that possession barreling even harder to the surface. I wanted to beat my chest and shout that this girl was mine and mine alone. I’d taken her. Marked her. Claimed her.

My animal instincts took over, and I began to ride her hard, my adrenaline spiked from seeing her virgin blood on my cock and from almost being caught. I shoved my dick ruthlessly into her vise-like channel over and over. “Fuck, baby girl,” I groaned, keeping my voice low so only she could hear me. “I know I should be gentle, but damn, I can’t help fucking your tight, virgin pussy like a possessed madman. I don’t know how I’m ever going to stop.”

My hips bucked wildly, and the desk scooted back with every thrust. I let up the pressure of my hand on her mouth, using it only as a gag now. But I kept my position on her throat, slightly cutting off her airflow every time I drove in again. She was gasping, but her body was shuddering with tremors of pleasure, her legs locked around me, and her eyes swirling with desire. “Damn, London,” I rumbled. “Fuck. You feel so good. Oh, fuck yeah, baby.” She was clenching her inner muscles, and every pulse sent out shockwaves of pleasure. “Just like that…fuck, yeah. Milk my cock with that tight pussy.”

“Liam,” she gasped into my hand. She was growing wilder with every word I said. Her nails dug through my shirt and into my skin where she was holding on to my biceps, and her hips were meeting me thrust for thrust.

I slowed down and rocked lazily into her. “Do you like that, baby girl?” I questioned with a grin. “Does it turn you on when I talk dirty?” Her cheeks bloomed with red, and she nodded shyly. I removed my hand and bent down to give her a quick kiss. “I love that you’re so honest, London. You don’t ever have to pretend with me. If you like or don’t like something, you can tell me. Okay?” Her lickable dimples popped as she smiled and nodded her understanding.

“Good. Now tilt that pussy like a good little girl and take my cock even deeper.” I speared her with a steady gaze, the one I used on my students when I gave them instructions that I expected to be obeyed without question. “Say yes, Dr. Grey,” I demanded.

“Yes, Dr. Grey,” she parroted immediately.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned. “That was hotter than I thought it would be.” The frenzied need returned with a vengeance, and I began to slam in and out with absolutely no finesse whatsoever. My brain had deserted me completely, and I was consumed by the barrage of sensations overwhelming me. I rode her hard, rutting inside her like an animal intent on mating and breeding their female.

“I’m not going to last much longer, baby girl,” I growled.

She mewled, and her legs gripped my hips with a little more force.

If I hadn’t been so fucking hot and ready to blow, I might have laughed. “I promise to feed your greedy pussy as much as you want later. But I need you to come now.”

“Yes, Dr. Grey,” she panted, and that was the end of me.

One last rational moment had me covering London’s mouth with my hand to muffle the scream that ripped from her throat as she shattered apart. Then I bit back a roar as I drove in one last time and exploded as my orgasm ripped through me. Over and over, I shot thick jets of seed into her primed womb. I grabbed her thighs and pushed them back, tilting her hips up farther so I could press in even deeper and make sure my long, heavy cock bumped right up against her cervix. I wanted to make sure that not even one drop escaped. Though with the amount of come I was pumping inside her, it was inevitable that it began spilling out of her.

Her legs, which had been tucked up against her chest, had fallen to her sides, leaving her open and exposed to my admiring gaze. I had to admit, it was incredibly fucking hot to see her wearing my come. I pulled all the way out and scooped up some of the excess spunk and rubbed it into the skin of her thighs, pussy, and stomach. Then I kissed the spot just below her belly button and each nipple, before putting her shirt right.