I grip her hips, positioning myself at her entrance.She's so wet I can feel her heat against me, and it takes every ounce of control not to slam into her immediately.
"Tell me again who you belong to," I growl, pushing just the tip inside her.
"You," she gasps, trying to push back against me."I belong to you, Gage."
Her saying my name sends fire through my veins.I thrust forward, burying myself completely inside her in one smooth stroke.She cries out, her body stretching to accommodate me, and I have to pause to keep from losing control entirely.
"Fuck, you feel incredible," I breathe, my hands gripping her bound wrists."So tight.So perfect."
I move, setting a rhythm that's deliberate and deep.Each thrust pushes her forward against the desk.
The desk creaks beneath us with each movement, and I can feel her getting wetter with every stroke.Her breathing has turned to soft moans that echo off the classroom walls.
"Is this what you wanted?"I ask, punctuating each word with a thrust."To be fucked over your professor's desk like the dirty girl you are?"
"Yes," she pants, her voice muffled against the wooden surface."God, yes."
I lean forward, pressing my chest against her back, my mouth at her ear."Everyone in class today could see how much you wanted this.The way you kept crossing and uncrossing your legs.The way you bit your lip when you looked at me."
She whimpers, pushing back against me.The angle drives me even deeper, and I feel her walls flutter around me.
"You're going to come for me," I tell her, reaching around to circle her clit with my fingers."Right here on this desk.And every time you sit in my class, you're going to remember how I made you fall apart."
Her body tenses beneath me as I work her clit in tight circles, my cock driving into her at a relentless pace.The combination of sensations has her trembling, her moans growing louder with each thrust.
"Come for me, Skye.Show me how good you can be."
Her orgasm hits her like a lightning strike, her body convulsing around me as she screams my name.The sound echoes off the classroom walls, raw and desperate.Her muscles clamp down on me so tight I see stars, and I have to grip the edge of the desk to keep from following her over immediately.
"That's it, baby," I growl, working her through the waves."So fucking beautiful when you come for me."
She's still shaking when another smaller orgasm crashes into her, and this one pulls me over the edge.I bury myself deep inside her as my release tears through me, my vision going white at the edges.Her name falls from my lips like a prayer as I empty myself into her, my body shuddering with the intensity of it.
For a moment, we're both still, breathing hard, our bodies slick with sweat.I can feel her pulse racing where my chest presses against her back.Slowly, carefully, I pull out of her and immediately reach to untie her wrists.
"Are you okay?"I ask, my voice rough as I massage her wrists where the rope left faint marks."Too much?"
She turns in my arms, her face flushed and beautiful."Perfect.That was perfect."
I cup her face in my hands, studying her features for any sign of regret or discomfort.What I find instead makes my chest tighten.She's looking at me like I'm something precious, something worth keeping.The vulnerability in her expression catches me off guard.
"Come here," I murmur, pulling her against my chest.She melts into me, her head finding the hollow of my shoulder.I can feel her heartbeat gradually slowing as we hold each other.
"I should get you cleaned up," I say after a few minutes."Let's get dressed and head up to my room."
She nods against my chest, and I reluctantly release her to gather our scattered clothes.
"Here."I hand her the tank top, watching as she pulls it over her head.The simple act of her getting dressed feels oddly intimate after what we just shared.
We dress in comfortable silence, stealing glances at each other.When she reaches for her cardigan, I catch her wrist gently.
"Leave it off," I say, running my thumb over the pulse point and my mark there."I like seeing you like this."
She gives me a soft smile that makes my chest ache."Possessive much?"
"When it comes to you?Absolutely."
We go to my room and strip down again, but this time it's different.Slower.More deliberate.