Page 12 of Degraded Terms

But the irritation of her being around others like this wins out over how much I want to feel her hot cunt wrapped around my cock. I cross my arms, staring down at her.

“And why is that, Ava? Did you hope that I’d see it…see how much of a whore you’ve become and just take you as soon as you flip your skirt?”

Her hands tremble and her breathing picks up. When her legs shift in place, my mouth waters at the thought of how aroused she’s getting. She doesn’t answer me and I let it go.

“Show me then. Show me your wet, slutty cunt.”

She blows out a breath and raises her skirt, spreading her legs as I squat before her.

The smell of her pussy has me inhaling sharply and my eyes flutter from the musk. I’ve craved another taste of her, and I’d happily drown in her juices again.

“Touch yourself. I want to hear how badly you need me.”

Ava shifts onto her heels, trailing her hands between her legs and down her wet slit. I relish the squelch of her fingers exploring her slick center.

“Inside, Pet. Put a finger inside.”

Her mouth drops open as she pushes a finger in and her eyes rise to mine. Her hips rock forward as she humps her hand.

“Do you wish it was my cock?”

She nods, picking up her pace. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip, and the flush on her cheeks tells me she’s nearing her release. I grab her chin, pushing my thumb on to her lip and forcing her to release her hold on it.

“I don’t think you can handle my cock yet. Your pretty pussy is getting off on a single, dainty finger,” I tell her. “My cock would rip you in two. I would wreck you, no matter how badly you want it, my little pet.”

“I don’t care,” she whispers huskily.

“You don’t care? You want it that badly?”

Her face turns a deeper shade of red; I’m unsure if it’s from embarrassment or pleasure. Her throat bobs as she swallows and she tries to nod, but I hold her in place.

I stifle a laugh, letting go of her. “My own personal sex doll, desperate to be used.”

Ava shudders, letting out a small cry as she comes. Her knees bow in, and she sits a little straighter as I watch the orgasm roll through her.

“So beautiful,” I breathe out, entranced by the small jerks and twitches as her breathing calms. “Let me see your hand.”

Ava raises it between us, the shine of her wetness glistening on her middle finger.

I lean forward, sucking it into my mouth as she watches with wide eyes. I moan at the tangy taste, pulling it deeper between my lips and licking up every drop with my tongue.

A knock echoes in the room, and I barely glance up before Ava scrambles under my desk, hidden from view. I kick her discarded bag towards her, roll my chair in front, and sit just as the door swings open. Hopefully it’s enough to prevent any suspicion that someone is under my desk.

My colleague Martin walks in with a big smile, holding up a pile of papers. “You hear the news?”

“Hmm?” I ask, stiffening when I feel the brush of her hands on my thighs.

He sits at the student desk across from me, but I tune him out as her fingers quietly undo my button and zipper.

I should stop her, I know I should, but she’s willingly touching me without prompting, and I’m stunned. I’m overwhelmed with pleasure at her zealous want as she pulls out my cock, and her small hand tries to wrap around it.

My stomach flexes with the first swipe of her little tongue across my tip. I swallow down the groan that almost slips out, staring at Martin with a blank expression.

After a few seconds, Ava gets more confident and slides my cock into her hot, wet mouth. My nails dig into the arm of my chair as her lips drag up and down half my shaft. Fire curls up my spine as my balls draw up, so I focus on pushing that feeling away.

She won’t have my cum till I say she does. No matter how good she feels.

The little minx nearly produces a sound from me when her slender fingers slide further into my pants, fondling my balls as I push deeper into her throat. I squeeze my eyes shut briefly when I feel her swallow around me, her lips suctioning to my shaft, a couple inches from the base.

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