Chapter 69: Making up for lost time.

Laramie:

Ethan slowly deepened our kiss, pushing his hands into my hair and taking a fist full.

My body reacted immediately. As if it suddenly remembered him and that it had been days since it was this close to him.

My hands made their way down the length of his back before settling on the curve of his backside. I pulled his hips forward against my pelvis and a low moan echoed deep in his throat.

"God, I've missed you so much." He whispered into my mouth without breaking our kiss.

I bit his lower lip in respone, causing him to pull my head back. He kissed the length of my throat and when he reached the base where it connects with my collarbone, he bit me so hard that I had to catch my breath.

It didn't hurt. If anything, it sent a jolt of desire rushing through my body and settling between my thighs, heat rose dangerously in my core.

I wanted him more in that moment than I have ever wanted him before.

For a split second, I realized that every time I was with him I wanted him more than the time before. And every time we were together was better than the time before.

I knew then that I would never be able to get enough of him. I knew that the more I got the more I would want.

He was like an incredible drug and I was perfectly happy being addicted to him.

"I want you so bad, Ethan."

I breathed as my hands moved around his hips to take the length of his rock-hard cock. As I stroked it up and down, my heart began to race and my breathing became laboured. I was already dripping wet for him and he had barely even touched me.

"How bad?"

He asked before leaning down and biting down on my extended nipple through the fabric of my shirt.

My loins started to ache with a desperate desire. A want that only he could satisfy.

"Tell me."

He demanded when I said nothing, too focused on the moisture pooling between my legs and the feel of his errection in my hands.

"I want you to bend me over your desk and take me right here and right now."

He looked up at me again, taking my face in his hands - a dangerously seductive smirk spreading across his face.

"You naughty, naugthy girl."

It was the middle of the day, professors and faculty members were in their offices and walking through the halls. They could hear us - someone could walk in on us. But I didn't care. All I wanted was to have Ethan inside me, and somehow, the risk of being caught made everything so much more exciting.

"Well, maybe you should punish me then, professor."

I tightened my grip around his errection, squeezing tightly. Ethan closed his eyes and threw his head back with pleasure. But when he opened them and looked at me again, it was like he had turned into someone completely different - someone dangerous and seductive.

My entire body tensed with excited anticipation.

Ethan twisted me around and pressed my body up against the edge of his desk. Using one hand, he grabbed the back of my neck and bent me over. With the other, he pulled my shirt and my bra away in one fuid movement, exposing my tender breast to the bite of the cool air.

He cupped the full weight of my breast and twisted my nipple between his fingers as he massaged. I threw my head back as intense pleasure surged through my body, making my legs tremble slightly as he pressed his errection against my backside, rubbing up against me in ragged, desperate movements.

I was already close to the edge and knew that I would explode around him as soon as he entered my folds.

He released my aching breast and left me wanting. Within a few seconds, he had pulled my pants and my panties down, undone his own pants, and with one sharp, swift movement, his entire pulsing length was inside me.

I gasped, reaching for the edge of his desk and clutching the side so hard that my fingers hurt.

Ethan was relentless as he thrust himself into me over and over again, ripping me apart with the force of his desire.

Pain and pleasure mixed wildly as my body tensed around him, my folds clenching in preperation for the delicious release only he could give me.

His fingers dug into the tender flesh around my hips as he pulled me back toward him with every powerful thrust inside me. As he began to climb toward his own release, he moved faster and harder - slamming into me like he couldn't bury himself inside me deep enough.

I had to bite down on my tongue to keep myself from screaming out his name as I finally fell over the edge, my head spinning madly as I began to tumble down, down, down...

With one final thrust, Ethan reached his own release, grunting loudly as he did, he slumped down on top of me as my body fell onto his desk. Both of us breathless and satisfied.

We were both still panting, trying to find solid ground again, when there was a sudden knock at the door.

"Professor James. Are you in there?"

My body went rigid as I recognized the voice, a pang of instant rage and jealousy made my stomach turn.

Zoey.

What the hell was she doing here? What did she want?

I made to get up, but Ethan kept me pressed to his desk with the weight of his body.

"Shh. She'll go away eventually."

He whispered into my ear. The warm moisture of his breath sent a tantakizing tingle spider-walking down my spine.

There was another knock at the door. More urgent this time.

"Professor. James." She bit out his name like she was angry at him.

I turned my head to ask him what that was all about, but Ethan's kock was already growing thick and hard inside my pussy again. He began to move slowly at first.

I opened my mouth to tell him to stop, but he simply covered my mouth with his hand and moved in and out of me faster and harder.

There was another loud knock at the door. Even louder.

My body began to react to the teasing thrusts of Ethan's length inside me. He forced a finger into the warmth of my mouth and I began sucking on it - if only to keep myself from moaning out loud as my wet folds began to tense around him once more.

Sucking on his finger only made Ethan move inside me more desperately. He wrapped his arm around my waist and held me to him so that I could barely move.

There was one final knock at the door.

I sucked his finger harder as I began my climb.

He pushed into me as hard as he could.

Zoey walked away. Her footsteps loud and angry.

Ethan and I both came in an incredible explosion of pleasure.