“I’ll save that for your next anatomy lesson,” he says with a wink.
“Oh hey! You make it into the top ten percent?” she asks.
“Violently so,” I answer. “More than once.”
“Good. You deserve some decent dick,” she says. “Get dressed and we can go.”
I stop by mydorm to get my books before I walk across campus. Things are in chaos today. I do not stop and acknowledge anything because I do not want to talk about it. I am getting looks, but I act as casually as I can.
When I get to Gunner’s office, he immediately pulls me to his chest. “Everything will be okay,” he says softly. “I promise.”
“Just chaotic today,” I sigh.
“Let’s get set up like we are studying appropriately, okay?” he says, and I nod. Gunner kisses me before we lay out books and make it look like we are being appropriate. When we are set up, he stands behind me and places my hands on the desk. We are facing the door so we can tell if someone is coming. He pulls my pants down just enough to give him access before pulling his cock free.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan when he grabs my hips and pushes into me.
“We’ve gotta be fast and quiet, love. Ready?” he asks. I put my hand over my mouth and nod, knowing he is about to destroy me. He draws out and slams back into me, making me whimper. He instantly finds a pace that is unbelievably hard and fast. The sound of our bodies colliding is the only thing that sounds through the room.
I whimper and moan as he pounds into me. He has this ability to pull these small, rapid-fire orgasms out of me before one big one when he comes. Even without coming, it’s fucking amazing.
“Better come, baby. Don’t want to get caught, do you?” he asks.
“It’s so good. God, please. Harder,” I beg. He pushes me over his desk and shoves deeper with a growl, moving faster and harder. Everything breaks all at once and my orgasm drags him down, making him groan deeply as he pushes deep.
“Fuck, that was risky as hell,” he grunts as he pulls out of me.
“Very,” I laugh breathlessly as I stand. He grabs tissues and helps clean me before we fix our clothing. “I definitely need you to do that again soon.”
“I fully intend to lay you out on my desk and eat your pussy like it’s my last meal,” he says as he kisses me hard. “Let’s actually sit down and study, okay?”
“Okay,” I smile. “It smells like sex in here now.”
“I’ll fix that,” he laughs. When I sit across from his desk, and he opens his office door and cracks his window before sitting at hisdesk. He sits back and works on something separate as I focus on my notebook.
A knock at the door has me snap my eyes up to Gunner, but he stays calm. “How can I help you, Mr. Jensen?” Gunner asks simply.
“I need to speak with Ms. Hart, actually. Do you mind coming with me?” he asks as he comes around to look at me.
“Uh… I’d prefer to stay here and talk,” I say. “Can I help you with something?”
“Yes. You had a date with my son last night, and he hasn’t been seen since. I would like to know where he is,” he says with an accusatory tone.
“Not sure,” I say with a frown. “I left the blind date early when he tried to drug me in front of the entire restaurant.”
“How dare you say that about Charlie? Where is he?” he demands. “Where is he?”
“Sir, I don’t know where your son is. What I do know is that several other people saw him do it and he left powder on the rim of my glass. Now, I don’t know about you, but that sounds like the end of a date to me,” I say. “I left the restaurant and texted Professor Vega because I didn’t feel safe after your son did that.”
“And?”
“And… he picked me up outside of the Green Cavern bar,” I say. “I stayed in his guest room and now I am here studying for a test that I would like to not fail. Do you have any other questions?”
“The police are going to get involved, little girl,” he starts to say.
“You can direct their questions to me,” Gunner says. “I can vouch for her state of mind and her whereabouts last night. I do not think it is proper that you interrogate the girl that your son tried to drug. This is not the first time he has done something like this and the list of accusations is not exactly short.”
“I don’t know what you did to my son, but I will find out,” he says to me as a threat.