Page 91 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

Her eyes flutter closed as a small whimper surfaces from my love bite. With us still wrapped in each other, I move us away from the door to her desk where I use one hand to throw everything off. All her belongings go crashing on the floor, I let her down.

“We have time to kill, but I want you dirty and raw as I sit in your next class with everyone else. I want you to look at me as you give your little lecture and think about all the dirty things I did to that beautiful body of yours. Every step you take, you will still feel me there. Every breath you breathe in, you will smell me there. No part of you will be untouched by my hands, reminding you that I will always be there.” I grunt, pushing her back as her legs make contact with the desk.

“No, you can’t. We can’t, Wyck.” She whines, making no effort to stop me. I pick her up once again and lay her down on top of her desk.

I don’t want to hear her speak, but I want to hear her cries of pleasure so I reach under her skirt and slide her panties down. Not granny panties, but definitely not sexy at all. We will have to change that or she can walk around commando for all I care. Easy access at all times for me. “Open.”

She opens her dirty mouth as I shove her panites inside. They are soaking wet from the excitement of being fucked in her office by me.

“Good girl.” I say, leaning down to kiss her sealed lips. “I won’t destroy your clothes, this time, but you’re going to have to start wearing clothes that won’t get in my way. I have no problem ripping them from your body, but I don’t want anyone else seeing what’s mine.” I wink at her, thanking my lucky stars her mouth is closed.

Hiking up her skirt, I open her legs and step back so I can unbutton and slide my jeans down. She leans up on her arms to watch me. Our eyes never wander from each other as my dick springs forward. I grab and spit on it to working myself up, not that I need it because she’s got me rock fucking hard.

“Like what you see?” I ask, and she shakes her head, no. “I want to hear you scream forme, not Ace.” I watch once again as her eyes widen, but she doesn’t have time to fully process what I mean before I grab my dick and shove it inside of that tight pussy I’ve come to crave like a starved man.

“Argh!” She cries out when I ram inside. Her head falls back and rolls to the side from me hitting home.

I push her skirt higher, because I need to feel her skin, and I need something to hold on to as I drill into her. I never promised to go easy on her, so I don’t hold anything back as I pound into her, hitting her walls at all the right angles. It’s causing my balls to tighten as my orgasm threatens to come forward.

Slowing down my momentum, I let go of her hips and pick her legs up, throwing them over my shoulder. Pulling her ass to the edge of her desk, I stretch her legs open as I pick up my pace. Shit, I’m fucking her so hard, the desk begins to scrape across the floor.

With us still connected, I pull her up and flip us around so that she is sitting on my dick.

“Ride me, baby.” I command. She looks at me, with hunger in her eyes before she begins to slowly move on top of me.

This torture she’s putting me through is damn near excruciating because her pussy feels even tighter in this position.

Bringing her head forward to look at me as I stare intently at her, has me seeing fucking stars. I reach up and pull her panties from her mouth as she starts bouncing up and down on my dick. Her face is scrunched up as her glazed eyes watch me as we fuck each other.

“I want your screams, Athens.”

“No.”

“Tsk, tsk. I’ll show you.” I stand up as she detangles herself from my lap. “Lay on your desk, Athens.” I say, moving out of her way, urging her forward.

“No, Wyck.” She grumbles, trying to turn around.

I stop her with a slap to the ass, while my other hand creeps up to her neck.

“I am normally a patient man, but you are testing what very little I have left where you are concerned.” I smack her again, forcing a yelp from her defiant, little mouth. “Keep acting like a brat, and I will make good on my promise to whip your ass, Athens.” I growl, forcing her down on top of her desk, whether she protests or not. I could care fucking less. She will learn to obey me or suffer the consequences.

“I’m the brat? You’re the demanding one. Sheesh.” She giggles. I smack that ass four more times, finally getting that sassy mouth of hers to be quiet.

“One more fucking peep from you, and you won’t be able to sit for a week.” I promise as she lays down over the cool desk.

I step in between her open legs and nudge them open. I position myself between them, grab a fistful of her hair, and say, “You will give me those screams, Athens.” Right before I slam so hard into her, causing the desk to scrape against the floor once more.

“Ahhhh, Wyck!” She screams, and I love the fucking sound of it coming her.

“That’s my dirty, Little Fox.” I rasp in her ear, taking her lobe into my mouth and biting down on it. “But I think you can do better than that.” I chuckle, licking the spot I just bit.

I release her hair, watching as her head drops down in front of her. I lick a trail of sweat down her back to the arch in it as I tease and suck there.

Her moans and sighs are pure perfection and encourage me to find a rhythm that will give her the release I know she desperately wants.

Bringing my hand to my mouth, I spit on my fingers and slip them down to her pussy, where I find her throbbing clit. I begin rubbing her sensitive bud as she whimpers while pushing her ass into my dick.

“You like that, Little Fox?”

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