“Oh god!” There’s pure sin in the sounds this man makes during sex.
I take him to the back of my throat, reducing him to whimpers. I repeat the motion, letting my tongue drag over the tip of his cock before swallowing him again. His hand finds my hair, and when he pulls my head back, there’s a line of spit connecting my lips to his cock and tears running down my cheeks.
“Jesus fuck, you’re beautiful.” He slides the cotton candy flavor over my lips and pushes it gently into my mouth before he picks me up and drops me hard onto the counter. There’s a new look in his eyes. Feral…dominant; a side of Chase he’s kept hidden away from me, and I’m curious to see how far he’ll take it. He yanks my skirt up around my waist, and I let out a squeak as I hit the counter again.
I want him to tear me apart right now. I glance to the door, double checking the lock, and spread my legs for him. He grabs my panties, ripping them off of me with a snap before he holds them up, feeling them.
“You’re all fucking wet, my little tease of a teacher. Were you planning on attending your meeting like this? Your hungry cunt soaking the seat under you while you suck on that fucking candy and think about my cock? Thinking about how good I fuck you?” He takes the sucker from my mouth with a pop and replaces it with my panties, pushing them between my lips with two long fingers. I’ve never craved a man the way I’m craving him right now.
His fingers trace down to my top again, but this time, he rips it open—something I only thought happened in movies. The buttons clatter across the floor as he stares down at me like I’m a four course meal. Something hard and sticky slides through me and pushes against my clit, but my eyes don’t leave his.
“I’ll take care of you, Ren. I’ll watch you stand in front of all those people with your ruined pussy and my cum sliding down your fucking legs, tasting yourself as you suck on your fucking lollipop.” He traces his nose up my neck, making my breath catch. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll bend you over the desk and fuck you in the ass while you talk to them about school funding or whatever bullshit you need to discuss. Your perfect tits shoved against the desk as you tease them with your lollipop.”
I don’t know where this side of him came from, but fuck, I want more. I’m so wet it’s easy to slide his two fingers in as he continues to tease my clit, swirling the lollipop over it while he watches me squirm. He crouches down, letting his tongue trace up my thigh as he leaves a trail of nips and soft bites. My fingers are in his hair when his mouth finally closes over me and he sucks my clit hard while he shoves the lollipop inside me. He’s thrusting it into me, rubbing it and his fingers against just the right spot. I don’t know if it’s him, the risk of getting caught, or that damn piece of candy I found, but I’m seconds away from falling apart already and he’s not slowing down.
I wrap my legs around his head and scream into my panties as rainbows explode in my vision. I’m dragging my nails over his scalp and riding his fingers, unable to let go. I squeeze his head between my thighs, no longer in control of my body, and the tension builds again. I’m a shattered, ruined mess, and he’s not done with me.
I’m coming again, harder than the first time. So hard, the panties don’t muffle much of my screams. I’m so lost in the high, I don’t notice him standing up.
He’s digging through his pockets and swearing, mumbling under his breath. “I didn’t bring a fucking condom? Planned out an entire dinner and a surprise, but forgot the stupid condoms.”
I hold out my hand, pulling him to me on the counter. As soon as I can reach it, I take his cock and line it up. He asks without words, and I answer in a needy whimper, panties still in my mouth. He doesn’t slam into me like I expect, but stretches me in gradual, shallow thrusts. He watches my eyes roll back when he finally bottoms out. There are stars in my eyes, and they’re all him. I pull his head down to my neck as he hammers into me in unrelenting thrusts.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Renate. You feel like heaven, and you taste even fucking better.” His deep, soft voice has a blissed out edge to it and I can feel him throbbing inside of me, ready to let go. “I need you. I need all of you. I wanna make you…mine.”
I whimper and make noises I’ve never heard come out of myself before, all the while trying hard to keep my voice down. I want to scream his name, but I can only scratch at his back in desperation while I try to pull him deeper into me.
“Fuck, I’m sorry… I’m sorry Renate.” I’m almost pulled out of the moment with his apology when he adds, “I’m sorry I’m saying this now. I love you. I love you so fucking much. Oh fuck! Fuck!”
His body jerks as he fills me, and his head falls to my shoulder. We stay like that, panting and half naked, until he softens and slowly pulls out of me with a groan, his head still resting against me.
“Chase?”
“I meant it,” he pants. “It wasn’t just the sex. I meant it, Renate. I won’t take it back.”
I lift his head and I’m met with those big, beautiful eyes, full of hope but also worry. I cup his face and bring his lips to mine while he pulls me closer and holds me tight, like I might try to get away.
“Say it again.”
He looks into my eyes as his nose rubs against mine. “I love you, Renate Silva. I need you and I love you.”
“I love you, too, Chase Cooper.” His smile has both relief and joy in it, and it’s perfect and beautiful. It’s my Chase. My beautiful Puppy. “You were so raw and beautiful. Dominant and sexy. You couldn’t have picked a better time, Puppy. I assume therapy went well today?”
“Yeah, it did.” He looked down at me, at the mess he’s made of me. “Uhm, I kind of ruined your panties. And your shirt. And your skirt, too. Fuck, let’s do it again.”
“You ruined me, too. All of that because of a lollipop? I’m gonna stock up on those things when I’m at the store.”
“Please, do.”
He kisses me a million times, each one softer and more gentle than the last. He whispers he loves me between every few kisses, and each time, I’m floating a little higher. We giggle together like idiot teenagers, drunk on one another. With one more hard kiss, he finally pulls away from me, turning the water on in the nearby sink and grabbing some paper towels. When I move to climb off the counter, he stops me, shaking his head.
“I’m not done.” He kneels in front of me again and cleans up the mess he’d made of me. Starting with his tongue. The lightest touch has me on edge again, right where he wants me. When he’s done, he kisses both of my knees, lifts me off the counter, and makes sure I can stand before helping me pull my outfit back together as best as we can.
“Shit. I can’t go to the meeting like this. I need to sneak down to the office and get some gym clothes or something.” I check the time, my face morphing from bliss to panic because I only have five minutes before I need to be there. Chase pulls off his t-shirt and helps me out of what’s left of my blouse. He laughs softly as he looks down at me, swimming in his giant shirt except around my breasts and my hips, where it’s tight.
“Fuck, you look damn good in my clothes, Sunshine. Go to your meeting before I get hard again just looking at you. I’ll clean up in here and wait for you in your classroom, okay?” He caresses the side of my face and I’m floating again. With a smirk and a wink, he adds, “I’ll wait under your desk.”
“You won’t fit under my desk, you giant.” I jump up and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him hard. “I’ll get under the desk as soon as the meeting’s over, and you can tell me over and over how much you love your cock in my mouth.”
