“Maverick.”
“Little one.”
I’m looking down at her just in time to notice that something catches her attention. I don’t have time to look or even ask what it was before she silently pulls me into the classroom she just came from. She closes the door, turns, and leans against it, letting out a breath, looking up at me with those blue fuck me eyes. I didn’t plan on fucking her, well not here anyway, but I can be persuaded. The classroom is now empty. So, I take a step forward and watch as her eyes dilate. I reach out and grab her hips and grind into her. A moan leaves her but then she slaps me.
“Ow!”
“It didn’t hurt, and I didn’t pull you in here to do that.”
“But since we are—” I punctuate my statement by grinding into her again.
“Mav…” She tries to protest but the breathy way she says my name makes me think maybe she actually does want this.
I kiss her neck slowly, “I had no intentions, on fucking you. Okay, that’s a lie. I did, just not here.” I lay a kiss where her neck meets her shoulder. “But you dragged me in here.” Another kiss at her collarbone. “You look beautiful in that floral little sundress. It’s been too long since I’ve had you.”
“It’s only been like three days.” She is still trying to deny me.
“Two and a half to be exact.”
Before she can reply, I seal my mouth onto hers. I’ve been hard since she walked out of the classroom.
I break the kiss and move over to the lecture desk, which is the perfect height to bend her over.
“Come here little one.”
She noticeably swallows but walks over to me. When she gets close enough, I pull her into me so she’s standing between my legs. I run my hand lightly up the back of her legs and I watch as goosebumps break over her skin. Thank God for dresses. I reach for her ass and squeeze the perfect mounds. Fuck I love her ass.
I trace the outline of her underwear, grazing my finger lightly against her plump folds, and watch as a shiver runs through her body. I can feel the heat that pools between her legs.
“I love how responsive you are to my touch.”
She doesn’t reply, but I can see the need and desire flare in her eyes.
“What if I bent you over this desk and fucked you. Hard and fast until that sweet cunt of yours grips me.”
I watch as her pupils become more dilated.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you?”
The breathy moan is all I needed.
I don’t wait any longer. I wanted to be in her yesterday, the day before and the one before that as well. I give her one more quick kiss before spinning us around so she’s against the desk. I lightly push between her shoulder blades to get her to lay her chest against the desk. Her peachy ass grazes over my crotch, and I groan, thrusting against her.
“Patience.”
I should spank her ass now, but we don’t have time. This will have to be quick and dirty.
I place her hands at the other end of the desk, so she’s stretched out. My mouth ghosts past her ear and I whisper “Hold on” before biting down on that spot on her neck that makes her knees weak.
After lifting her dress up past her ass, I slowly slide her underwear off her. Running my hands all over her legs in the process. I help her step out of them and then of course pocket them. Unfortunately, these aren’t red, but they are lacy, so I can’t complain. I let out a groan, rubbing my hands over her cheeks, roughly grabbing them, before kissing each cheek and standing to my fall height.
“One day, soon, my handprints will cover this ass, and I can’t fucking wait.” I unzip my jeans and push them down just enough to get my heavy aching cock free. The tip is leaking, just for her. “What is the count up to now?”
“Eleven.”
“Good girl.”
I thrust into her. One solid movement and I’m fitted to the hilt.
