Basically Just Smut

2 (18+ warning not that y'all don't already read smut)

All at once I was transported back to our college days.

I had been watching that honeyed hair for most of the class now, thinking about how soft it looked, how much I wanted to pull my fingers through it, all the places I could pull his mouth down to using that hair, when the head dipped down below the desk to pick up the pencil he'd just dropped.

I took my opportunity.

I opened up my toned, freshly shaved legs under my short skirt to reveal my sex to him, only visible under the table that I wasn't wearing underwear.

I heard him bang his head on the table and a mumble, and when he reappeared I could see the back of his neck, which he kept scratching, was flushed bright red.

The teacher called on him for an answer, and he stumbled over his words, completely unlike him. Completely distracted. God, it made me so hot to know I had that effect on him.

Once the bell went we both deliberately slowed to make sure we were the last out the classroom. I walked slightly ahead of him, before I felt a firm hand on my shoulder, halting me in my path. He rubbed my arms and came so close behind me I could feel him breathing heavily on my ear, and feel the hardness of him pushing from behind.

"Why did you do that to me?" His voice was strained, high, needy.

"I thought you'd appreciate the view." I fought to keep my voice confident, teasing, smug.

An angry low sound ripped from his throat as he pulled me into a nearby storage cupboard and closed the door.

We were in perfect darkness, electric, and any chance I had of holding back disappeared with the light. The darkness intensified his masculine scent and the sound of his breaths, and I felt how small the cupboard was, how little room I had to move in.

My back was pushed to his front, and I went loose and taut all at once leaning against him, felt heat build between my thighs.
He whispered, lips brushing my ear, hands circling my breasts over my clothes,

"I'd love to have more room to do this, but I'm afraid that's the punishment you get when you turn me on in public like that."

His hands lifted my shirt, and as his left one moved to my braless breast, flicking my nipple, hard, the other stroked light as a feather across my ribs, slowly moving down, down.

"You'll have to be very, very quiet." He took off my shirt and stuffed it into my mouth. I moaned lightly into it.

The hand caressing my breast held my neck to his chest, and he kissed that spot on my neck, right under the edge of my jaw, where my pulse fluttered at a rapid rate.

The other finally reached its destination. He reached under my skirt, and dragged one of those skillful fingers over my core, which had become slick with moisture.

I inhaled sharply at the long awaited sensation, pushing my hips back against his hard length, grinding.

His hand tightened ever so slightly around my neck, holding my face up to his, and our breathing synchronised.

I reached behind me for his hard cock, needing to push him further, make him more desperate. I wanted him now, and rough. Unbound. It was all I could do to push myself as close as possible as to him, to squeeze him in my hand, to moan around my shirt, to make my demand.

I knew exactly when he snapped. He pushed my chest onto the wall, so I was slightly bent over. In conjunct with this rough action, he ran his index finger lightly along my spine, making me shiver. I heard the sound of a zip, and he traced his tip up and down over me, as I arched my back to allow him deeper access.

He slowly removed the shirt from my mouth, and bent down with me to bring his face closer to my ear, and said,

"I've changed my mind. I want everyone to hear you when you moan like the fucking little whore you are. I want everyone know I fucked you right here in this cupboard."

I tried to cover my mouth with my hands, but he pulled them away and tied them behind me with his belt. My cheek pressed on the cool wall, a refreshing anchor to reality contrasted to the heat of our bodies.

Then, so suddenly, he pushed into me balls deep, so unexpected and deep that I cried out, biting my lip to try to silence myself. He stayed there for a moment while I adjusted to him. Then he pulled out almost to the end and then moved gently back in. Due to his considerable size, the fullness of having him inside me made me close my eyes in bliss.

Faster.

In the limited space I tried pulling myself off and onto him, desperate for more friction, for his cock to hit that particular place in me again. He clutched my hair at its root, pulling lightly, and he started to pound into me in a steady rhythm.
The position we were in meant he could reach especially far into me, and every thrust hit home. Right on that fucking spot that could get me begging.

The free hand that wasn't pulling my hair slapped my ass once, making me let out a quiet yell and melt like honey, and then began to run slow circles over my clit with just enough pressure, contrasting the pain with gentle, coaxing movement. I found myself squeezing my walls around him, making myself tighter, eager to give him as much pleasure as he was giving me.

As we increased in speed and roughness, the hair pulling becoming gloriously almost painful, the sounds of our bodies connecting filling our ears, I got closer and closer to climax. With one final, slower thrust, he moaned and exploded into me, and the feeling of him beginning to drip down my thighs sent me with him.

My body shuddered against his and clamped hard around his cock, and my muscles began to spasm. I couldn't  stay completely silent and as small high moans came from my mouth, I prayed noone was in the corridor outside. He stayed deep inside me, and began to stroke my hair as I clenched and unclenched around him, throbbing, satisfied.

"You did so well." He whispered softly into the new silence.

As he pulled out of me slowly, he was no longer acting as a plug for his seed, and it dripped out from my spasming sex and ran down my thighs in greater quantities.

"Try that again somewhere where we have room, and I'll bind you properly, and then lick that tight little cunt clean."