Chapter 54 Endless Fucking
Iva’s P.O.V.
Damn! Feeling him inside me after a month… it’s overwhelming.
“Fuck!” He shouts in satisfaction as his cock drives deep into my soaked pussy, stretching me open. My scream is swallowed by the gag, my back arching hard off the desk as my body welcomes him like it’s been waiting forever.
“Goddamn!” he groans, slamming harder and deeper. “I’ve missed this. Your tight little cunt squeezing me… the way your walls grip me like you never want to let me go.”
My eyes well up with tears and the paper muffles my whimpers as he pounds into me. The desk shakes beneath us with every thrust, and its sound echoes through the empty classroom.
He hits every right place inside me, making my legs shiver. He sucks my nipples while squeezing my tits, fucking me relentlessly and driving me insane.
My legs curl up around him and my thighs tremble. He hooks my legs over his shoulders, driving in deeper, and the angle makes me see stars.
Now his hand presses over my mouth, smashing the gag deeper, his dark gaze locked on me. “Moan louder, Iva. I want to feel it in my hand since I can’t hear it.”
With that, he fucks me harder, folding my legs, and I scream into his hand loudly and crazily.
“You feel that? That’s how much I’ve fucking missed you. A month without this pussy was hell. You’ll never keep it from me again.” With every word, he pounds into me hard and fast.
I’ve missed it too… his dick, the way it vibrates inside me, his brutal thrusts, this control. I fucking yearn for it.
And honestly, I feel like with every thrust, he is taking away all the bad memories and pain out of my mind completely. It feels so good.
“Look at me, Professor.” He slaps my face when my eyes start closing from pure pleasure, and I force them open, looking at him through half-lidded eyes.
The crash of his hips, the press of his hand, the hunger in his voice, his control, it pushes me past the edge again. I cum hard, and my body clenches tight around him. I scream into the gag, my hands claw at the desk, and tears roll down my cheeks.
But he doesn’t stop. He growls while still fucking me. I don’t even notice when he picks up the vibrating ball from the table, until he presses it hard against my clit, sending a violent shock through me that makes my whole body thrash against the desk.
He fucks me even harder, one of my legs still hooked over his shoulder.
Fuck! I cum again with extreme pleasure.
“Yeah… Give me more!” He commands, grabbing my hair, circling the vibrator on my clit at the highest speed. He thrusts deep, and I cum again, wave after wave. I’ve lost count. My whole body is shivering, my legs are throbbing, and my eyes are half-open.
But he doesn’t stop. He fucks me through it, chasing his own release with hunger.
“Mine,” he whispers against my ear. “You’re mine. Every inch of you belongs to me. And I can fuck you how much I want.”
He pulls out of me, but he still doesn’t stop. He spreads my legs wider and thrusts two fingers inside me, fingering me so roughly and fast that I squirt hard.
God! It seems like something has possessed him.
Water splashes on the table, the floor, and down my thighs as my body shakes uncontrollably. I grab the crumpled paper on the table, my legs trembling, my eyes closing as I cum nonstop.
Fuck! I didn’t know he was going to reward me like this. It’s so fucking amazing, out of this world. I’m never going to forget this.
He pulls his fingers out. “So fucking beautiful.” He looks at the mess I’ve made, at my clit where droplets still fall onto the floor.
“Damn, I want to see it again. The way you squirt… fuck, I’m obsessed with it.”
He pounds his fingers back into me, thrusting fast and deep, moving them up and down inside me at a mechanical speed, and I squirt again, even harder. Drops splash onto Will’s body too, but he just smirks.
“I’ve missed this, Professor… the way you explode.” He says it softly now, stroking my pussy, and even that drives me crazy because I’m so sensitive. His light touch burns through me like fire, and I’m not complaining. It’s heaven on earth.
I think he’s finished. My body is already shaking, weak from everything he’s done to me on the desk.
But Will isn’t done. Not even close.
He yanks the crumpled paper from my mouth, tossing it aside, and I gasp for air. Before I can beg for mercy, his hand is in my hair, fisting it tight.
“On your feet.” He drags me off the table.
I can’t able to stand, because my legs tremble, but he doesn’t care. He hauls me across the room until my front slams against the cold blackboard. My palms flatten against it, chalk dust smearing my skin as he kicks my legs apart.
“Spread wider,” he orders in his dark voice.
I obey instantly, thighs quivering as I open myself up for him again.
In a heartbeat, he’s behind me, pressing his cock—still hard, still aching—against my soaked clit. I whimper, body jolting as he rubs along my folds.
“Fuck, look at you.” He grinds his length over my slit. “Still dripping for me. Still hungry. My little professor can’t get enough, can she?”
“No… I can’t,” I respond, breath fogging the board, lips trembling.
He slaps one of his buttocks and slams into me from behind, pressing me into the board.
I cry out, my forehead hitting the board, nails scratching against it as my body clamps tight around him.
“Goddamn—” he thrusts hard, and the sound of his hips slapping against my ass echoes in the empty classroom.
“Fuck, Iva… I’ve missed this. Missed you. The way you squeeze me… the way you moan when I destroy you… I’m not letting you go. Ever.” We’re exhausted, our bodies slick with sweat, yet neither of us is ready to stop. Not when we’ve missed each other this much.
My body rocks forward with every thrust, chest pressed to the board, the necklace bouncing at my throat. He catches sight of it and tugs my hair back, forcing my head to arch.
“You’re mine. You wear what I give you. You take what I give you. Say it.” He pulls out and thrusts into me hard.
“I’m yours!” I scream as he hits that spot so deep my knees nearly buckle. “Only yours, Master!”
He hooks one of my legs onto the blackboard border and drives deeper. My eyes roll back from his sudden hard thrusts, each one jolting my body forward. Saliva drips from my open mouth onto the board as I scream, forgetting where I am.
His hand clamps over my mouth again, muffling my cries. “Stay quiet. You don’t want anyone walking by and hearing how desperate you sound while I fuck you against this board.”
God, I can’t get enough of his dirty talk. It’s my favourite, and he knows it.
“Yeah, take it.” He presses his palm tighter over my mouth. “Take everything I give you. Your cunt’s gripping me so fucking tight I can’t stop… I don’t want to stop.”
He starts fucking me in slow, deep strokes now, savouring every inch of me.
Then he spanks my butts before grabbing my waist and pounding into me roughly, making me cum.
“Fuck—yes—take it, take all of it.” He buries himself deep and spills hot inside me once more.
I collapse forward against the board, boneless, panting, covered in sweat and chalk dust. But he doesn’t let me fall. He stays pressed to me, cock still deep inside, his hand tangled in my hair.
“You’ll never run from me again.” He pants against my ear.
“Never,” I breathe against the blackboard.
I turn around and he kisses me softly, brushing his fingers through my hair. I think it’s over now, my soft Will has come back again, and I kiss him back.
God… the way he fucked me today shows how much he missed me this whole month. He’s fucking crazy, and I love every bit of it.
This fucking reward is my favourite, no doubt.