ded so hard like it was ready to pop out of my chest. Elias moved fast, stepping in front of me to block the view just as the door swung open a few inches. "P

. wait. What if he comes back?" "Then you'd better stay quiet this time." He pumped his fingers slowly, curling them against that spot that made my toes curl. "Or do you want the Dean to know how loudly my better student screams when I fuck her with my hands?" I moaned despite being scared, my hips rocking forward. "This is crazy," I struggled to say through a muffled breath. "We could both get in trouble for this." "Trouble makes it better, doesn't it?" Before I could say anything, he added a third finger, stretching me. The fullness made me whimper. "Tell me the truth, Lila. Did your heart race because you were afraid... or because you liked the risk?" he asked, his fingers still working inside me. "Both," I admitted. "I liked it. God, I shouldn't, but I did," I added, my voice breaking. Don't blame me, I couldn't lie with his fingers moving inside me like that. He smiled, dark and satisfied. "That's my girl. Now take my cock out." I reached for his belt with shaky hands and opened the buckle before pulling the zipper down and freeing the big man. Gosh! His cock was already thick and hard as fuck. The head was shining and it looked bigger than I had imagined it to be. "See what you did to me?" he whispered, wrapped my hand around his cock, and guided me to stroke him. "Every time you sit in my class with that short skirt, I get like this, hard and steel and thinking about shutting you up with my dick down your throat." I stroke him faster, intentionally brushing the tip with my thumb. "Arrghh!" he groaned. I looked into his eyes, biting my lips slowly. "Then do it. Shut me up." His eyes flashed with surprise. "Careful what you ask for." He pulled his fingers out of me and pushed them into my mouth again. "Suck," he commanded. I took them in, tasting myself while still pumping his hard cock with my other hand. He groaned low. "Enough," he said, pulled his fingers free, and gripped my hips, yanking me to the very edge of the desk. "Legs around my waist," he added. I obeyed immediately. The head of his cock nudged against my entrance, warm and heavy. "Please, I need you inside me, Elias." "Beg properly." He rubbed the tip up and down my slit, teasing my clit. "Tell me exactly how you want your professor to fuck you." I was shaking because of starvation now. Elias looked into my eyes until I couldn't think straight anymore. "Fuck me hard," I said, my voice trembling. "I want you deep. I want you to use me until I can't walk straight tomorrow. Ruin me... prof." "Good." With one powerful stroke, he thrust inside me. I cried out, nails digging into his back. He was so big, stretching me wide open. "Fuck!" He gr