Page 66 of 4th Degree

Tristan opens the door right as it hits me what’s happening.

I’m fucking my student’s mouth. And one of my instructors just walked in.

Tristan pauses in the doorway. His expression, as always, is unreadable. But after a moment, he says simply, “Hey. Everything good?”

I manage a stiff nod. “Yeah. I’m coming out to hold pads for you in a minute. I just…needed to take a call.”

I have no idea if he believes me. Especially when he simply moves on to what I assume is his reason for coming in here.

“Jax said you kicked some guy out of the gym. Need me to do anything? Do we need to cover ourselves?”

The reminder of that asshole has my hand tightening in Skylar’s hair. I didn’t even realize I still had a hold of it. But I suddenly become aware of the fact that she’s sitting quietly between my legs, trying just as hard as I am to not get caught.

I turn my attention back to Tristan, wanting to get him out of here as quickly as possible. “No, we’re fine,” I answer him. “The guy was an asshole. Would’ve washed out quickly, but also would’ve made every class a living hell while he was here. I just saved us the two months.”

Tristan accepts that answer with silence. God knows we’ve seen the type enough times over the years that it’s a believable answer.

“Jax said he hit on Skylar, too?”

My jaw clenches. I wish I could bring the guy back in here just to go a round with him in the ring. “Yeah, he?—”

I choke on the next word when I feel Skylar’s tongue lick along the underside of my length.

Arousal flames in my blood. I didn’t go soft from the initial interruption, but the feeling of Skylar’s mouth takes me right back to rock hard and ready to fuck my claim into her.

Tristan quirks an eyebrow and I realize I need to finish my sentence. Wiping away the sweat that I can feel beading on my brow, I say, “Sorry, I think I took too much of that new preworkout. My heart’s beating out of my chest.”

I swallow roughly when I feel Skylar’s mouth close over the head of my cock. She starts to slowly and lazily suck me, and it takes all the willpower I have to continue the conversation.

“He was the toxic alpha type,” I offer by way of explanation. “He would’ve leaned into it to hit on every girl in the gym. I—” I clear my throat with a cough when I hit the back of Skylar’s throat. “I don’t need that kind of bullshit in my gym.”

Finally, Tristan nods, accepting my answer. Kicking someone out isn’t completely out of character for me, since I’ve been known to subtly weed out assholes, so it’s not the hardest sell. Thankfully, he moves on.

“Jimmy just called me. He heard Hill has been seen in a boxing gym a lot lately. I know we prepared for him to strike a lot, but I was hoping we could work some extra kicks today.”

Skylar’s mouth continues to slide up and down my length, lazy and silent in her movements. I want so badly to hold her head in place and drive my cock as deep as she can take, but I force myself to keep my attention on Tristan.

“We’ll go heavy on the kicks today, then.” And I’ll admit I’m a little proud of myself when I manage to focus and actually coach. “Get the kick shield ready. We’ll do leg kick burnouts, too.”

Tristan’s nod is more enthusiastic this time. “Sounds good. I’m just warming up, so I’m ready whenever.”

“I’ll be out in a few minutes,” I assure him. “We’ll work in the ring today.”

Thank God, he’s not a man of many words. The second the door closes behind him, I’m shoving my chair back and pulling Skylar out from under the desk.

With my hand still gripping her hair, I slide my cock between her lips without a second’s hesitation. When she lets out a whimper and opens for more, I start to fuck her mouth with abandon.

“You little tease,” I growl. “Did you want us to get caught? Were you hoping you’d suck me so good, I’d give away what was happening under my desk?”

She shakes her head as much as she can while I’m filling her mouth over and over again. I don’t know how she doesn’t gag, because I’ve devolved into a caveman. I feel my release waiting on the fringe of my awareness, and it’s ten times more powerful than it was before we were interrupted.

“I’m going to come in your mouth, and you’re going to swallow every drop,” I force out, my thrusts becoming less smooth. I’m fully fucking her face at this point. “I want to know you’re walking around with my cum inside you today.”

She moans her assent, staring up at me expectantly. The fact that her cheeks are wet with tears and her hair a mess from my grip just makes me want her even more. I haven’t even finished yet and I already want her again.

But then she flattens her tongue under my cock and lets out a needy whimper, and my climax comes barreling down my spine.

With a groan, I explode in her mouth. Feeling her throat muscles flex as she swallows heightens the sensations by a thousand.

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