He pulled back and took my hand, walking me over to one of the chairs and gently sat me down. I watched, my arousal increasing once more, as he adjusted his erection behind his fly and went back to sit behind his desk.
“Come in, Amy.”
I tried to keep my hands calm, but they shook, the aftereffects of my orgasm still flowing through me. His TA opened the door, her attention on the folders she had as she scanned over the paperwork.
She stood by his desk, not even recognizing I was sitting there, while she started talking to him about class assignments, papers that were graded, and midterms coming up. The whole time Seth’s gaze was right at me, a faint, contented smirk on his face. He muttered something to her, but all I heard was this buzzing in my ears, blotting everything else out.
“Thank you, Amy,” he murmured while still staring at me. “That’ll be it for the day.”
It was then that she looked up at him, saw his attention on me, and looked over at where I sat. Her eyes widened a little bit, and she pushed her spectacles up her nose.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were in here with a student.”
I had my hands curled firmly together, thinking she couldn’t tell that I was flushed since Professor Baldwin had just gotten me off against the side of the wall.
I gave her a tight-lipped smile and was pleased when she excused herself and went, locking the door behind her.
The breath I’d been holding escaped, and I looked over at Seth. He still had that faint smile on his lips, and I felt a rush of heat start at my neck and engulf my face.
And then I watched as he stared at his hand and ran his tongue across his fingers, the same ones that had just been buried deep inside of my body. My mouth parted slightly, and a little sound escaped me.
He hummed low, the sound of his enjoyment filling the office.
“The flavor of you on my fingers makes me never want to wash my fucking hands.”
God, the things he said to me turned me on so much.
“Tonight, Grace. I’m going to pick you up and take you out. I don’t care who sees. You’re mine. Do you understand what that means?”
I found myself nodding, recognizing exactly how linked we were, how much Seth genuinely wanted me.
There was no going back.
She’d left ten minutes earlier, and all I wanted to do was bring her back into my office, to finish what we’d started. I still couldn’t focus, couldn’t get back to work. The image of her in my thoughts, the perfume of her on my fingertips, the taste of her on my tongue, had me feeling wild.
I lifted my hand and brought the digits to my nose, closing my eyes and breathing deeply.
She smelt nice and musky.
She smelled like she was all mine.
I opened my mouth and licked on my fingers, her flavor erupting on my tongue. I would eternally know what she tasted like, the exact essence of her engraved in my cells, my own marrow.
I was still as hard as fucking rock, my damn cock pressing against my zipper, the need to relieve myself strong. But I wanted to wait, wanted to be buried deep between her legs when I came.
My office door was closed, and I imagined releasing myself just a little. I had my palm curled tightly around the armrest of my chair, my arousal so fucking far gone that I wanted to say fuck waiting and just get myself off. My balls were drawn up tight, and my yearning surged through my veins. I used my other hand to unzip my slacks, reached between the fly, and drew out my dick.
The groan was wrenched from me when I touched myself.
I stroked my hand over my length, from root to tip, rubbing my palm over the head and grunting as pleasure and sensitivity smashed into me. Pre-cum lined the tip of my shaft, and I used it as lubricant, dragging my hand back down my dick and squeezing when I reached the base.
Fuck, I was so hot I definitely could’ve come with a couple more strokes.
But I pushed myself to stop, tucked my cock back into my slacks, and zipped it up. I had both hands on the armrests now, my fingers curled around the leather, a cracking sound from the force I employed filled my thoughts.
Tonight, would be the night I finally took her, when I firmly claimed Grace.
She’d be bound to me, know that I wasn’t going to give her up.
