Page 80 of Boards & Betrayal

"Fuck someone in my office?"

She glared at me. "Date a student," she clarified.

"Fuck no," I said, shaking my head. "I've never been interested in that."

"If you knew I was a student, would you still have approached me?" she asked, her voice quieter now.

"Probably not," I admitted, watching as disappointment clouded her eyes. I reached out and grabbed her cheek, tilting her face toward mine so she had no choice but to look at me. "But I'm so fucking glad I did."

I kissed her then, pulling her against me like she was the only thing grounding me in that moment.

The kiss ignited something fierce between us. I felt her lips soften against mine, melting into the moment. My hands roamed down her back, gripping the hem of her sweater and tugging it upwards. She lifted her arms, allowing me to pull it over her head. Her skin was warm to the touch, inviting.

Ally’s fingers fumbled with the buttons on my shirt, each one slipping free with growing urgency. I helped her, tearing it off and tossing it aside. The contact of her bare chest against mine sent a jolt through me.

“Can we… Are you sure…” she murmured, her breath hot against my ear.

“No one’s going to catch us,” I assured her, my voice rough with need.

Her jeans were next. She unbuttoned them quickly, kicking them off along with her boots. My eyes drank in every inch of her as she stood before me in nothing but a pair of lace panties. Her vulnerability struck me—this was more than just physical for her.

I stood up, towering over her as I stripped off my own pants, leaving us both exposed and raw. The room was silent except for our ragged breathing.

Once we were completely naked, I pulled her back into my arms, capturing her lips with mine again. The kiss was deeperthis time, more desperate. I sat down in my chair and guided Ally into my lap, feeling the heat of her body against mine. Her legs straddled me, our skin pressed together in an intimate embrace.

I could feel every curve of her body molded to mine as we moved together in sync. My hands roamed freely now, exploring every inch of skin they could reach while our mouths continued to consume each other.

“God, you look so fucking good like this,” I growled, eyes fixed on Ally’s flushed face. “You’re so wet for me, aren’t you?”

She nodded, her breath hitching. I gripped the delicate lace of her panties, yanking hard enough to rip them in two. The fabric tore easily, falling away and leaving her completely exposed.

I grabbed her hips, feeling the smooth skin under my fingers as I guided her onto my cock. The sensation was electric, her warmth enveloping me as I sheathed myself fully inside her. We both groaned at the intense connection.

Ally started to move, slowly at first, adjusting to the fullness. Each shift sent waves of pleasure through me, intensifying with every roll of her hips. The heat of her body melded with mine, creating a rhythm that felt almost primal.

I leaned forward, capturing one of her nipples in my mouth. The softness against my tongue contrasted sharply with the taut peak. She moaned deeply; the sound vibrating through both of us.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” I murmured against her skin. “Let everyone know who’s fucking you.”

Her movements picked up speed, and I moved to the next nipple, sucking it into my mouth with equal fervor. Her moans grew louder as she rode me harder, our bodies finding a perfect sync.

The sensations were overwhelming—the slick slide of her against me, the taste of her skin in my mouth. Each thrust sent another jolt of pleasure coursing through my veins.

She moved faster now, and I tightened my grip on her hips to match her pace. Her head fell back in ecstasy as we lost ourselves in the rhythm we’d created together.

"Tom," she gasped, her voice trembling.

"That's it, sweetheart," I urged, feeling the tension build between us. "Come for me."

"Tom," she said again, louder this time, her nails digging into my shoulders as she rode me, hard and fast.

"Who's fucking you, baby?" I demanded, my own control slipping as her body tightened around me.

She shattered then, her pussy twitching with each spasm. The sensation was almost too much, pushing me to the edge.

"Milk me, that's it," I groaned, gripping her hips tighter. "Fuck, Ally, I'm going to come?—"

And then I did. The intensity of my release tore through me like a wildfire, igniting every nerve ending. My body convulsed as I spilled inside her, each pulse a mixture of pleasure and raw need. The world blurred around the edges; there was only Ally and the overwhelming sensation of being connected to her in the most primal way possible.

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