Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 90795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
As soon as class is over, I suck in a sharp breath, like it’s the first one I’ve managed in the hour and a half we were here. Like always, Colton takes his time packing his bag so he’s the last one out. When he walks by my desk, holding my gaze the whole time, I mutter the only word I can set free. “Please.”
His pupils flare. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea…not here again.”
It’s absolutely not, but right now, I can’t find it in me to care. As wild as it sounds, I feel like I’m flying, and I want nothing but to soar higher. Colton will give me that. “I’ll be good. Please, Sir.”
He curses, then nods. I gather my things, then take the lead, walking toward the door, down the hallway, and to my office. No one will suspect anything. Why should they? He’s meeting me for office hours. We’re discussing work—his grade, upcoming assignments.
I unlock the door and go inside. I hear it close behind me, then the lock clicking into place.
“Jesus, this is such a bad idea,” Colton says before he’s grabbing me, spinning me around to face him and crushing our mouths together. It’s the kiss of a starving man, one who’s as famished as I am, like we’ll waste away if we don’t have at each other.
“I’m not taking the cage off,” he says, kissing my neck, licking me in this marking sort of way.
I open my mouth for him, and he grins, then spits inside, making me nearly spin out of control. Why does he have this effect on me?
“Yes, Sir. I know. I’ll take anything.” I just want him. Need him. Need to feel the way only Colton can make me feel.
“You’re wearing my cage, so you should have my load inside you too,” he says, and I swear, I nearly pass out.
He maneuvers me over to my desk. Sir doesn’t have to use words for me to know exactly what he wants, and I want it too. I won’t get to come, but I want to be bare-assed and bent over my desk, taking his cock. I would do it every day if I could.
He opens my pants, pulls them down, then bends me over. I tremble when he kneels behind me, his strong hands on my ass cheeks pulling them open.
“It’s been hours since I showered.” I’m clean. I don’t have any reason to doubt that, but I wanted to remind him.
“I don’t care.”
Without warning, he dives in, buries his face in my ass, tongue swiping back and forth over my hole like he’s gunning for the championship of ass eating. He would win too.
I fist my hands, push back against him, swallow every sound I want to make out loud for him but can’t because I’m here, at work, letting my student eat me out in my office.
Don’t stress. Let go. It’ll be fine.
I’ve fought enjoying things for so long, rarely sought pleasure, and when I did, only in controlled ways, that I want it any and every way I can have it with him, knowing the pleasure will always be greater with Colton and letting myself have joy in ways I was scared of before.
“God…Sir…yes…” I say softly, needing to let words out, wanting him to know how good it feels.
My dick is aching, trying to get hard in the cage. It’s painful but exciting. I want more. Don’t want it to stop, want his tongue inside me, then his fingers, and his cock and—
Knock, knock.
We both freeze, neither of us moving or breathing. My heart bangs against my chest, the space around it getting smaller, like it’s shrinking and I won’t be able to breathe.
The knocking sounds again, and then Colton is shoving to his feet, tugging my pants up. It’s that movement that propels me into action. I jerk away from him, button and zip my pants, eyes darting around while he does the same.
“James, I know you’re in there,” Henry says, and since it’s him, there’s not a chance he’ll go away. That’s not how Henry is built. If he thinks I’m in here ignoring him, he won’t let me.
“Hide,” pushes past my tight lips. The room is getting smaller too, but I try to ignore it, try to straighten my clothes, while Colton does his best to fold his large body beneath my desk.
Once he’s all tucked away, blood rushes through my ears as I go to the door, telling myself Henry doesn’t know James is here, that everything will be fine.
I open the door. “Sorry, I was on the phone.” I had my student’s tongue in my ass while wearing his cock cage. I’m still wearing it.
“Oh, I imagined you were doing something much naughtier than that. I thought maybe you had a man in here.” He chuckles, and I nearly swallow my tongue.