Page 94 of Plaything

Aiden: Were we having a conversation, Odette?

Odette: No.

Aiden: What were you doing with your mouth?

Odette: Letting you use it.

My nerves were on edge with the risky text, and I watched as he typed, then deleted his message a few times. Minutes went by before my phone buzzed.

Aiden: Third-floor faculty break room. Now.

My blood ran hot. Abort mission! Plan failed successfully? This was supposed to tease him until we got home! I wasn’t planning on doing anything while at school!

Excitement and nervousness raced through my veins. I slowly placed my notes in my bag before quietly excusing myself from the lesson.

Trying not to let my eagerness show, I walked casually through the halls. Not that anyone was around to see, better yet, suspect anything. If anyone passed by, I’d look like any other student going to class.

My heart raced as I opened the professor’s break room door. Like many others, I’d never been in here before. The room was large, painted dark blue, with a sofa and a couple of lunch tables. There was also a fridge, kitchen, and bathroom.

Aiden was nowhere in sight, making me more nervous. How would I explain myself if another Professor walked in?

Just as the thought entered and attempted to overwork my mind, the door opened behind me. “Did you think you were safe because we’re at the university?” I heard Aiden’s deep voice behind me. I turned to look at him as he closed the door and locked it. He began to stalk towards me, “Let this be a lesson to you, Babydoll. If you fuck with me, it won’t end in your favor. I’m not above pulling you into a closet, changing room, or an empty room,” he threatened. His hand held the side of my neck as he peered down at me, “I’ll use you wherever and whenever I want,” he promised. “Am I clear?” His lips were close to mine as he tilted his head.

My eyelids fluttered, ready for him to kiss me. I nodded absentmindedly, engrossed in the tease of his lips so close to mine. The threat should have been a red flag, but I couldn’t hide my excitement.

He wasted no time as he slipped my bag off my shoulder; it fell to the ground with a thud. His hand held mine as he placed it over the tent in his slacks. “I left a class full of 80 students to read two chapters in my absence while I come deal with you.” I fidgeted under his stare, shrinking at the intensity in his tone. “I don’t have the time nor patience to be gentle with you,” he deadpanned.

“I was bored,” I said innocently. “I hope the chapters are long.” I slowly began palming him through his pants. I was going to take my time with this. They’d been teasing me for weeks; I was going to enjoy watching him.

Aiden’s eyes hardened as he raised an eyebrow at me. “Don’t fuck with me, Babydoll,” he warned. “Get on your knees,” he ordered.

With every nerve in my body on edge, I sank to my knees in front of him. The skirt I wore rode up, allowing my ass to peak out at the bottom. My hands moved from the tent to his button, swiftly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

“What if someone comes in?” I questioned, letting my nerves show.

He cocked an eyebrow at me, as if he couldn’t care less. “Then we’re going to be in a lot of trouble.” It was clear that Aiden wasn’t in the joking mood. I’d accidentally (entirely on purpose) provoked him.

It was a strange mixture of horror and excitement, both fearful and adrenalized at the idea of getting caught. I wrapped my hands around the waistband of his boxers, slowly pulling them down. His dick sprang up, slapping him in the torso once it was freed. He was large and dark red with need. My mouth watered at the sight of him, and I fought the moan that wanted to escape.

I was no expert, but it was very obvious that Aiden had been having a hard time, to say the least. His dick was veiny, and he had a drop of pre-cum leaking from his tip. It looked sensitive, and it made me that much more eager.

My gaze shifted between him and his dick as I wrapped my hand around him, immediately fascinated with the heat and pulsing of it. I kept my eyes locked on his face as I slowly licked him from the base to the tip. A mixture of sweet and salty settled on my tongue as I collected the droplets of cum that escaped.

His lips were slightly parted as he watched me. “Don’t be shy; show me what you did in your dream,” he encouraged.

My underwear was soaked as I took him into my mouth. He was big, and the corners of my mouth stretched as I pushed him as far back as I could without gagging.

His eyes rolled back as he sucked in a sharp breath, “Fuck,” he moaned. His hand tangled in my hair as he looked down at me.

Unable to take my eyes off him, I bobbed my head. Every time I pulled away, I gave his tip a lick, swirling my tongue around him before going back down.

My hand was wrapped around whatever length I couldn’t fit in my mouth, jerking him off. Just as I’d loved watching Dominic get off, I loved watching Aiden, too. The way his eyebrows scrunched, the short breaths he took, the way he kept biting his bottom lip... I wanted it all.

“That feels so good, Baby,” he moaned. “You’re doing so good for me,” he said through his teeth, trying to keep quiet. A few feet away, outside the door, the hall was pitch quiet, and we didn’t want anyone overhearing.

I moaned at his praise, taking him deeper into my mouth and jerking my hand faster. His tip was hitting the back of my throat, and all thoughts of gagging were long gone as I watched him.

The hand holding my hair started pushing me onto him, making me go faster. “That’s it,” he moaned. “Fuck, you look so pretty with your lips around me.”

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