Nineteen
I’m at my desk, staring at my office door. Desperate for Sadie to get here. I wasn’t lying when I said I was hard for her an hour ago. I’ve come too close to jerking off since then, but I want my sweet Sadie to slake my desire. I smile when I hear the doorknob turn. Then she’s there, a sexy smile on her face as she turns the lock. After she sets her purse down, I take her in.
“Your nipples are hard,” I breathe.
“Yes,” she nods.
“Are you wet?”
“You know I am,” she rasps.
I inhale a deep breath and smile. Then I make my demand.
“Come here.”
Slowly and surely, she walks over and stands between my parted legs, resting her ass on the edge of my desk. I reach forward and undo the tie on her dress. Then I pull apart the halves and growl at the sight before me. I palm her pussy and my cock twitches at the dampness I feel.
“Brock, please,” she breathes.
“No,” I say as I rise in front of her. “How about a little role play today?”
“Whatever you want,” she says quickly. “I’ll do it.”
“Very well, Miss Smith ,” I smile.
I step forward and watch her eyelids lower as I rub my hardened cock against her. Then I keep talking to see how quickly she’ll indulge this little scene.
“I wasn’t kidding about the deadlines for my assignments, Miss Smith,” I say as I look down at her. “You missed the deadline. You will receive no credit for what you turned in.”
“Please, Dr. Rush,” she mewls. “I will do anything to change that.”
“Anything?” I ask with an arched brow.
“Yes,” she nods. “Anything.”
I sit back in my seat and take her in. She is an absolute vision. And she’s all mine. When I lock eyes with her again, I know she’ll do whatever I want, fantasy or not. But I decide to take us a little deeper into this.
“Tell me, Miss Smith, do you have a boyfriend?”
“I do.”
“Are you in love with him?”
“Very much,” she says with a smile.
“Yet here you are, making a very dangerous offer to your professor in exchange for a grade,” I tisk. “How do you think your boyfriend would feel about that?”
“He doesn’t have to know,” she pleads. “No one has to know.”
“You’re very tempting, Miss Smith,” I smile. “And I’m not sure you can do enough to change my mind, either.”
“I will do anything, Dr. Rush,” she says again. “Anything.”
Unable to stand it any longer, I slowly undo my jeans and pull out my aching cock. She licks her lips while I stroke it a few times. And her breathing has increased.
“Suck my cock, Miss Smith,” I order. “And swallow what I give you.”
“Then will you grade my assignment?” she asks.
“You said you’d do anything , Miss Smith,” I snap. “Not just one thing. So, you can suck me off or you can leave now no better off than when you walked into my office. Make your choice.”
In one graceful motion, she sinks to her knees and deep throats me. Her hands lock on my thighs as she gives me the blowjob of the century. And as worked up as I was before she arrived, the sight of her now and the sounds that leave her send me over the edge faster than I ever expected. I thread my hands into her hair and pull her head up just a touch so she can swallow. When I’m spent, she starts moving again, up and down my softening length. I pull her mouth off me and tilt her head back. Her eyes are slightly unfocused, until she smiles at me.
“How was that, Dr. Rush?”
“You have a very talented mouth, Miss Smith,” I grin. “I may change my mind yet.”
Her face crumples and she starts to beg.
“Please,” she whispers. “It’s just one assignment.”
“You said anything, Miss Smith,” I remind her. “Stand up.”
She does so, very slowly. Then I grab her hips and press my nose to her mound. Her body shudders but she merely lets me do what I want.
“You’re very wet, Miss Smith,” I say as I look up at her. “Do you get wet like this when you suck your boyfriends' cock?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
“He’s a lucky boy,” I chuckle. “Now, let’s see what you’re hiding under these delightful panties.”
I slide them down her legs, and she lifts each foot so I can remove them completely. With a smile, I set them on my computer keyboard. Then I look up and watch her expression as I slide my hand up between her thighs.
“Tell me, Miss Smith,” I smile. “Does your boyfriend fuck you with his fingers, too?”
She nods.
“What about his tongue?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Can he make you come with his fingers and his tongue and his mouth?”
“Yes,” she says firmly. “He’s the best lover I’ve ever had.”
I smile at this, and she just lifts her chin in challenge. Oh, my sweet Sadie, you are far too good at this. But I intend on seeing this all the way through.
“Here’s the problem, Miss Smith,” I say as I slip a finger inside of her. “I consider myself to be quite an exceptional lover as well. And I know that I have years of experience on your boyfriend. If I continue to take advantage of your generous offer of anything , you may not want him anymore. And I can’t be in a relationship with a student.”
Her hips roll and shift as I slip a second finger into her wet opening and start to fuck her nice and slow. She bites her lip and grips the edge of my desk to steady herself.
“I love him,” she pants. “And he loves me.”
“Will that be enough when I’m done with you, and you realize he can’t satisfy you anymore?”
“I can’t fail your class, Dr. Rush.”
“Well, if your pussy feels as good as your mouth, I may just give you a passing grade without even looking at your assignment,” I offer.
“Please,” she begs. “I’ll do it.”
“Good,” I chuckle. “But I’m not quite ready for round two. So, I think I need to find a way to entertain myself until I am. What do you think, Miss Smith?”
“Do whatever you want,” she mewls. “I can take it.”
“We’ll see about that.”