Page 91 of Electric Touch

Not that she needs any help. I’ve never been deep throated before. She is barely gagging. Fuck, how the hell is she doing that? My breath is coming in short, sharp pants. She’s sucked me off before, but never like this. I groan again and my dick jumps as it is squeezed in her throat. Far too soon, she slides backwards and my dick falls out of her mouth. She catches it on her palm, then lightly kisses the tip again. I want to drag her back on it, but I broke the rules, and she is moving back, getting to her feet.

“I-”

She puts her finger over her lips. With my chest heaving, my eyes lower as she drops her panties and kicks them aside.

“Need to touch you.”

Her smile is slow, but she steps forward. I can smell her arousal, my eyes drawn to the juncture between her legs. She takes my hand and brings it to cup her. Fuck, she’s soaked. I can’t do this anymore. I get up and she stumbles back slightly, but I grab her waist and turn her so her back is to me. Adrestia gasps and grips my forearm where it’s wrapped around her middle. Quickly, I grab a condom from my wallet.

She turns again, her ass resting on the desk, and takes the condom from my hands. I pull my shirt over my head, needing to feel her body against mine as she rolls the condom. I shove my jeans down, but not all the way because I don’t want to pause to take off my shoes. I spin her back around and bend her over the desk. Adrestia gasps, then moans as I rub the head of my dick over her entrance.

“You’re a tease Adrestia Kouris.”

She pushes back, trying to get me to slide in. I hold my dick and move it up and down, slightly in between her ass cheeks. She moans loudly. Interesting. I’ve never done anal, but the thought of it has me clenching my cheeks and squeezing my dick to stop me from coming. I can’t wait anymore. I’m about to lose my damn mind. She moans again as I push inside her. Louder than is probably wise given where we are. I bend over her and put my lips to her ear.

“You gonna make too much noise? Enough for people to hear?”

She nods her head.

“Then cover your mouth, because I’m about to fuck you, hard.”

One hand goes over her mouth, the other reaches out to the end of the desk and she holds on, pushing her ass back. I straighten up and grab her hips, then thrust into her, hard and relentless. It’s a sturdy ass desk. Thank fuck. If it wasn’t, it would be halfway across the room by the time I’m done with her. I fuck her hard, like a damn animal. She’s got me so worked up. Worry consumes me that I might be hurting her, but when I slow, she tells me not to stop.

Her moans start to get louder and she clamps her hand over her mouth tighter.

“Fuck, fuck,” I grunt, my back curling over as I pound into her.

“Yes, like that,” she groans. Before she can get another word out, she puts both hands over her mouth. She makes a low keening sound as her body strangles the shit out of my dick. I fuck her through it, quickly losing it and coming hard. My spine snaps straight, and I tip my head up to the ceiling as I grunt through it. My turn to try not to make any noise.

My chest heaves as I lower my head. I’ve gripped her hips so damn tight there are red marks and I worry they’re going to bruise. I step back, pulling off the condom. Adrestia stays where she is, her back rising and falling as she pants.

“You okay?” I ask, tossing the condom in the trash can, then running my hands over her ass, down the back of her thighs. Her body twitches as I slide my finger into her.

“Oh,” she arches her back.

I grin as I put one hand on the desk and finger her until she comes again.

She’s pliant and loose when I help her up, turning her so I can take her mouth. She holds on to my shoulders as I tongue fuck her. Jesus, this is the most superior fuck of my life. I pull back and our eyes meet. She’s flushed, her hair is a mess and her eyes are half closed.

“You had this planned.” I arch a brow.

“Well, we couldn’t do it in a bed. We might fall asleep.”

I chuckle and step back. There are angry red marks across the top of her thighs and stomach. “Shit,” I straighten and touch them. “Fuck, I hurt you.”

“It’s okay, I barely felt it,” she assures me. “Nash, it’s fine. The good far outweighed the very brief discomfort of the desk.”

I shake my head. I can’t believe I did that.

“Nash,” she cups my cheek, drawing my attention back to her face. “It’s fine. You can massage it away later.”

I’m still not convinced, but the sound of footsteps outside her office has us both freezing. Adrestia pushes into me, and I wrap my arms around her. The door is locked. I hold my breath as the steps pass and Adrestia’s body relaxes. She laughs against my collar bone.

I kiss the top of her head. “I can’t believe you seduced me in your office, Professor.”

“Oh, you should have said that while we were fucking.” She runs a finger up my chest and throat.

“Next time,” I tell her. “Come on, we better go before we do get caught.”

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