He followed me, and we stepped into my shared office space. Major closed the door behind us, locking it.
“You do know that other teachers work in here, right?” I asked as he approached me.
“Is your officemate going to be here in the next five minutes?”
I shook my head. “Already gone for the day.”
“Excellent.” He spun me around and bent me over my desk.
“Major…”
“If you don’t want this, say so now. I’ve been nursing a hard-on for you all morning, and seeing you now in your little professor outfit… I can’t help it. I need you,” he said, pressing his steely length against my ass.
“It’s not a professor outfit. It’s just an out?—”
I bit off my words as he tugged my slacks down. Cold lube made its way between my cheeks, and my cock responded.Fucking hell.
“It’d be less messy if I went with a condom right now,” he said, biting my shoulder.
“No. I want to feel you.”
He huffed out a breath against my overheated skin, licking it as he pressed one, then two fingers inside me, giving me a quick stretch. He then notched his bare cock against my hole. I groaned as he pressed that fat fucking head inside me. “Too much?”
I shook my head. “Just go slow.”
His hand on my hip was gentle. “Of course.”
My body, already used to him, relaxed quickly with his careful thrusting.
“Fuck. You feel fantastic,” he rumbled into my ear as he slid all the way home.
“I can’t believe you’re fucking me in my office,” I hissed.
“We can take this back to my house.”
“Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
Clamping one hand over my mouth and the other around my cock, Major fucked me, hard and fast. It hurt in exactly the way I wanted, and his hand felt like it had been made specifically to jerk me off. Leaning back against him, I held on tight as we rolled together.
“Shit, I’m gonna come,” he bit out.
I would’ve loved for this to go on forever, but I could hear my colleagues in the hall. They wouldn’t try to come in here, but it was a little too close for comfort, and…
Whatever else I was thinking of, I forgot it as his heat bloomed inside me. That alone was enough to do me in. I shot hard on the front panel of my desk, and I could barely hold myself up.
He wrapped one big arm around me, supporting me as he reached for the box of tissues on my desk. He flattened me against the desk and pulled my ass cheek to the side, then growled low and long as cum dribbled out of me.
“They’re going to wonder if a werewolf is in here,” I muttered, laughing as I rested my face on the cool wood.
“There’s a dripping hole in front of me,” he said, his voice in the basement as he carefully pressed the tissues to my entrance. “I can’t help it.”
I somehow felt both self-conscious and sensual as he gently—so gently—wiped me clean.
Before I could overthink it, he’d arranged his clothes and helped me pull up my pants, then tucked me in. Grabbing a few more tissues, he cleaned off my desk and tossed all the debris in the trash.
Right as I collapsed into his chest, the doorknob jiggled.
“Ren?” Seth asked through the door.
