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Both of his hands slide into my hair and hold my head in place as he starts to fuck my mouth, not giving a shit that I’m gagging and gasping, that my nose is being smashed into his groin. My hands fly up to his thighs, and I try to steady myself against the onslaught.
He uses my mouth and throat to chase his orgasm, and I do my best to let him.
It doesn’t take long for Derek to pull back and jerk himself off just over my lips. He keeps his dick aimed into my mouth, the head resting on my parted lips, his hot cum coating my tongue in spurts as he moans and grunts through his orgasm.
As ordered, I don’t swallow, staying perfectly still as he braces his hand on the edge of the desk over my shoulder, breathing heavily, his dick still resting just inside of my mouth.
Eventually, he starts to soften, and I’m not sure if I’m supposed to let him fall out. With one hand in my hair, he keeps his dick just inside my mouth as he reaches behind him to pull his chair toward us.
Still holding my head, he takes a seat, legs spread on either side of me, forcing my mouth to stay full of him.
Derek looks down at me, most of his harsh edges almost all smoothed out. “Scoot under the table.”
I do as requested and slowly knee walk until I’m completely covered by the darkness beneath his desk. All I can see is his chest and face, the desk cutting off everything else.
Derek stares down at me, his features softening that last little bit as he strokes fingers through my hair. “My baby girl. So good for me. I have some work to finish, and you are going to keep my cock warm for me while I do it. Remember, no swallowing.”
Then his hand disappears from my hair as he begins to type on his keyboard, leaving me to warm his cock, a glowy feeling flooding my system and making me sleepy.
Chapter 54
Derek
I stare down at a passed-out Emery, her cheek pressed into my thigh, my cock still in her mouth, with cum having dripped out and onto my slacks.
The flush is gone from her cheeks, and her eyelashes form delicate shadows against her skin. I didn’t notice it earlier, butthere is a fuller look to her face that eases a worry I’ve been carrying since our first night together.
As gently as I can, I run my fingers through her hair, not able to get over how soft it feels.
I also can’t get over the fact that she was able to play me so well earlier and that I actually caved. But her asking me to train that dude bro joke frat boy, that is barely older than my oldest flogger, was enough to have me seeing red.
I’m going to have to check her skin before she leaves. I don’t think I broke through the skin, but I was far from gentle.
A heavy sigh falls out of me. Fuck, this entire situation. Thayne is going to be furious when he finds out that not a single one of us could stay away from this girl for three fucking weeks. Although, that may work in our favor to show how serious we are about her.
Who knows what the post-collaring bliss he is currently in will do to his decision-making skills?
What I do know is that I’m not ready to make a choice between Emery and my career. On one hand, I have everything I have ever worked toward, almost twenty years’ worth of teaching and administrative politicking, and my reputation to consider.
University academics are ravenous gossips, and this is their favorite flavor.
On the other hand, I have a very strong feeling that this young woman is my future.
I’d lied to her earlier, for a second time. There was no work to finish.
And even if there had been work to do, there was absolutely no way I would have been able to grade papers while my cock was wrapped in her hot wet mouth, even though I had just come.
Typically, on a Thursday after my office hours, I’d be packing up just in time for the others to stop by my office, since thisbuilding is the closest to the staff parking. However, today they’re late. By quite a bit.
As the thought finishes, there is a knock at my door.
“Come in,” I call, quickly waking up my computer screen by moving the mouse with my free hand, to make it seem like I’ve gotten caught up with work and not like I’ve been sitting here, doing nothing for the past twenty minutes.
The door only opens wide enough to admit Darcy’s head. “Why’s the door closed?”
I lean back in my chair, careful not to disturb Emery, and shrug my shoulders. “The last student shut it on their way out. I didn’t bother to get up and reopen it.”
Doing fabulous with the lies today.
