Chapter 11 Chapter 11
Tessa
I bite my bottom lip to suppress myself from making a sound from what Mr. Carter was doing to my body. I could feel the vibration of my ass with each slap he landed on it. It was painful yet enjoyable at the same time. "I want to give a mark to your ass so that you will know who you belong to." He hushed out, raising his palms and spanking my ass again.
I nearly lost balance because it was too intense. But he held me in place by gripping my waist. "Hold the desk tight." He ordered. I adjusted my stance a bit, then gripped the desk tightly. I bet my knuckles will soon turn white.
"Damn! I love how round your ass is. You have a crazy body for a young girl like you." His voice was close to my ears. He squeezed my ass for the longest time before I heard the sound of something tearing.
"What-"
"Don't make a sound. You won't speak a word until I give you the orders to." The way he said it didn't fail to make shivers run down my spine. There was no doubt, he liked to be in control. And I'm afraid that I would soon succumb to him completely. I will soon reach the point that I can back down.
My eyes spread out in shock as I felt his bulge press on my ass. "I'm hard as a rock. All because of this your pretty round ass." He muttered. My breathing was uneven due to the way he was teasing my ass with his cock. It's turning me on more.
"I'm going to enter you fast and rough. Don't make a sound." He warned again. I thought he said the walls were soundproof. Was that a lie? Or did he not know what he was saying? Nevertheless, I glued my mouth together in command.
I thought I would be able to hold my tongue together but as soon as he entered me, my voice sounded through the office. He stopped. The same goes for me whose heart was thumping inside. I could swear I heard the sound of footsteps from outside, making me more nervous than before.
If I get caught like this, that would be the end for me. Not with Leah's reminder about having any relationship with a professor. Not wouldn't only stop there, my real relationship with him. As my stepdad. That would be too much damage to my reputation.
We stayed frozen in our spot for the longest time. He didn't pull away nor did he continue. "I-" I started breaking the silence that lingered in the room.
"Can you continue?" As soon as the words left my lips, I closed my eyes for some seconds. It wasn't what I intended to say. I wanted to tell him to pull away but my heart betrayed me.
"Oh, you want Daddy to fuck you rough right? You can't wait." He whispered to my ears. The next thing he began thrusting inside me. He started slowly the way I would adjust to his length. After a while, he went faster.
My body shook together with the desk. Both his hands were holding my waist and he pounded in and out. Faster. "Ah!" I moaned out liking the way my body was reacting to his pace.
"Yes...Ah..Ah..." I tried as much as I could to keep my voice low. Who knows maybe the walls aren't soundproof. I can't risk it. But the man in action doesn't seem to care about his moan echoing all around. More like he was in another world.
I moved my hips and matched up his pace. He rammed into me like a lion hunting for its prey. I felt more stronger need with each passing second. "This is...so.."
"So what? Say it." He breathed out slapping my ass.
I closed my eyes and allowed pleasure to course through my body. I was going to go crazy. What the man was doing to my body was making me crave more. I didn't want him to stop. I want him to continue pounding inside me to the point that I won't be able to have more strength in my body. "Ah..faster please, Mr-"
He cut me off by slapping my ass again. "Daddy, Tessa. I'm your Daddy, bitch!" He hissed out.
I nodded my head as if that would let him know that I understood what he said. But truth be told, his words didn't have much effect on me like his thrusts were. I didn't want to reach my orgasm yet. I held it inside until I was satisfied first.
He pounded in, faster, rougher, and insanely. The sweat from my forehead dipped on the desk, there was an air conditioner in the office but all I could feel was heat. I was hot. Same with my pussy. My legs were weak and about to lose their balance. I cried out in more pleasure as his thrust went faster and deeper than before. "I am going to cum." I moaned out in ecstasy.
"Cum for me, Tes." He said, increasing his pace more. I heard near release, the excitement had taken over my body and I was about to reach the top when a knock subsequently sounded on the door.
Due to the shock, my hand mistakenly hit one of the pieces of stuff on his desk, making it land on the floor with a loud thud. "Mr. Carter, are you in there? What's that sound? Are you okay?" A female voice cut through the door.
He pulled away instantly, muttering out. "Fuck!" I was left standing bare-ass with a quivering pussy. I hadn't reached my climax yet. I was on the edge.
"Pull up your jeans and get under the table." He ordered, stuffing his still-hard cock inside his pants. As for the expression on his face, he was pissed.
"Don't make a sound." He said then alighted towards the door. I got down to his desk, covering my mouth with my palms on the accord. My heart drummed inside. I had all possible thoughts in my head at that moment. Fearing getting caught.
"Hey, Mr. Carter." The female voice came through. I hadn't seen her face but I could picture her eyes roaming around the office.
"Rebecca." His heavy-breathed voice was audible enough. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see you of course. I just got off from a meeting with my department staff. And needed to cool off my head."
What does she mean by she needed to cool off her head? Who is she exactly? I so badly wanted to peek a glance but was afraid of getting caught.
I didn't hear Mr. Carter replied her. The next thing I heard was the door getting shut. At first, I thought she had left but when her voice came through again, it made my heart pound more. "You know Carter, we could sit and talk."
"I have a class to attend Rebecca. And this is not the place to sit and talk."
"Come on Carter, I'm not a stranger to you. Am I?"
"You are my colleague Rebecca. And if I may remind you, I'm a married man now."
"It doesn't matter. Your wife isn't here. She doesn't have to know about your affairs at your workplace. We are adults. We can keep it on the low." I expected an answer from him to defend himself from what Rebecca was saying. To show his commitment and respect to his wife. To my mother. But nothing came.
I contemplated whether to come out from under the desk or stay there. "Please leave Rebecca." His voice finally came through. The urge to peek a glance grew in me. I crawled quietly and peeped.
I saw them standing face to face each other. The woman stretched her hand over his neck but he jerked it off. "Go while I'm being nice to you."
"I know you want me too, Carter. I can see the way your bulge is poking through your pants."
Damn! My eyes traveled down and indeed his cock was poking his pants. I felt something hit my chest. I don't know whether it was from the session we didn't get to finish or it was because of Rebecca.
She took a step forward and was about to kiss him when he pushed her away. "Get out!" He said through gritted teeth.
"I said get out!" He exclaimed loudly making shivers run down my spine. Rebecca nearly caught me looking but I was quick in hiding back. I heard the sound of the door opening and closing.
I gave it some seconds before I got out from under the desk. My mood suddenly went from excitement to piss. He walked back to me, holding my wrist. I pulled it and moved away from him. His brows creased in confusion. "I'm sorry but I can't do this anymore," I said, then walked out of his office.