I flick my thong to the side and, grabbing his hand, I press it hard against me as a moan escapes my lips. I sigh hard as he brushes his finger up and down my inner lips, threatening to slide a finger in at any moment now. Then, in a flash, he actually does it - he goes for it with one finger, making it go deep and upwards in a hooking motion.
“Oh God…” I moan, my voice quivering.I feel my body shaking as he slides one more finger inside me, his thumb rubbing against my clitoris. I’m burning.
He takes his time, allowing for his fingers to go in and out with deliberate patience, stretching me and getting me ready for his cock. The rhythm changes quickly enough, though, as he starts moving his wrist so fast his fingers become a blur.
With his free hand he grabs at my breasts, squeezing them and taking his time with my hard nipples. My eyes are closed, but I part my lips for his kiss as I feel him leaning into me, our mouths locking in perfectly.
I’m thrusting my hips at him, pushing my pussy against his fingers and willing them to go even deeper. I thrust and sway my thighs until the slow burn of pleasure starts to eat my muscles from the inside out and making me moan louder.
“Oh… My… God!” I hiss through my gritted teeth, doing my best not to scream as my whole body trembles and shakes, succumbing to one mighty orgasm. I’m still shaking as he leans into me and nibbles at my earlobe.
“We’re just getting started, babe,” he says, “can you handle it?” I nod furiously and I notice a glint in his eyes. “Can you handle this… for the rest of your life?”
“Yes! Yes!” I cry out, grinning like a mad woman. Did you hear what he just said? For the rest of my life! I nod again, still swaying my hips and feeling my body begging for more of his perfect touch.
Grinning at me, he grabs my thong and pushes it down my legs in a hurry, throwing it somewhere on the floor. He grabs my knees and forces my legs apart before kneeling on the floor; with both hands on my ass, he pulls me to the edge of the desk as he places his head between my thighs.
Oh, yes, please. You wouldn’t believe how insanely good he is with his mouth.
I close my eyes in anticipation and, the moment I feel his lips on me, I find myself swaying my hips all over again as a response to his hungry kisses. He nibbles gently at my clit, sucking and licking on it with clockwork precision. Each time his tongue brushes against it I feel sparks under my skin.
Yeah, he’s this good.
With his mouth open wide he sucks on my inner folds, only stopping to let his tongue lick me up me and down with maddening slowness. I tangle my fingers on his hair, holding his head in place - no way I’m letting him get out from between my thighs before his mouth makes me come again.
He replies to my hold on him by doubling his efforts, sucking viciously as my mind goes completely blank. He’s wild and fierce, eating me out as if he only has minutes to live. His dedication shows, as I’m already on the verge of tears. Yeah, I’m close to crying - my body is buzzing with such intensity I just want to cry in pleasure.
Pressing his free hand over my belly, he forces me to stop my swaying. I feel one of his fingers going inside of me and I pant, suddenly becoming desperate for his cock. He slides two more fingers in, fingering me hard as he sucks on my clit.
I feel an orgasm looming in the horizon and I -- oh Jesus! I can't even think straight right now. I moan as my body erupts in delight out of the blue, his tongue ripping an orgasm out of me so fast I become dizzy and have to grab his shoulders for support.
“Now we’re warming up,” he whispers against my ear, standing up.
“Fuck me… I need you to fuck me,” I say as I open my eyes and look into his. “I need to feel your cock in me… Right now.”
“So bossy…” He grins at me teasingly and then pulls me into him; I cross my legs behind his back and lock him in place, his cock one inch away from my pussy. I nudge myself forward just an inch and I almost moan as I feel his tip brushing against my labia.
Just get it in me, I actually feel like saying, but I resist the urge to do it. Instead, I place my hands on his chest and tug on his shirt, forcing all the buttons to pop out. With frantic movements, I push the shirt down his arms, and then tell him what I want him to do once more: “fuck me already, Professor.”
That’s exactly what he does: one quick thrust and his cock parts my inner folds and nestles itself deep into me. I rest my forehead against his shoulder, savoring how it feels to have him inside of me.
When he starts to rock his body back and forth, I’m moaning so hard it’s almost silly. Only when I remember where I am - his office, for God’s sake! - do I make an effort to quiet down. Even though there doesn’t seem to be a problem with me being Anders, I still don’t think the Dean wouldn’t approve of us fucking loudly in the department’s premises.