Blake Griffin {One Shots}

Mr Griffin (Part 2)

"You're so damn beautiful."

His words pierced my mind as he had lifted off my shirt and placed a trail of kisses down my neck and onto my body.

"I want you so fucking badly, Samantha. You have no clue how long I've wanted you."

His words were echoes in the back of my mind as his hands found the waistband of my skirt and quickly tugged it off.

"You're mine now, beautiful."

I don't know what took over me, but I couldn't stop it. I erupted from his grasp and I pushed him down onto his chair. He laughed under his breath.

"And what exactly are we planning here Saman-mmmm" My hand cupped his groin causing his sentence to end with a undying moan. That was the only assurance I had needed.

I forcefully tugged off his shirt first. Beautiful fucking glorious abs had remained as a result. Oh fuck me.

I quickly unfastened his belt and fumbled with his button causing him to releash a manly yet boyish giggle. A sound I had never heard from him. I bit my lip and looked into his eyes. He lost focus while staring back and he soon mimicked my actions.

His teeth found his lip and soon enough I was tugging his slacks down to his ankles. I kneeled before him and he just sat and looked down at me looking sexy as ever.

He reached out to brush my hair off of my shoulders and put it into a makeshift ponytail. Just from looking at his briefs, I could already tell that his dick was far more than an average size.
He could tell what I was thinking instantly.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll be easy...at first.." He trailed off, releasing my hair. He pulled me onto his lap and winced from the friction causing him to dig his fingers into my hips. "Holy fuucck me." He slammed his eyes shut and tilted his head backwards.

"Already planned on it, Mr. Griffin." I smirked and he immediately opened his eyes and slightly raised his eyebrows.

He pulled down his briefs, making me lift off of him a little bit. My eyes widened, my mouth forming an 'O'.

He was so big.

He licked his bottom lip and reached out to move my lace underwear aside. He and I both lowered myself down onto him slowly and each inch of him caused undescribable moans from the both of us.

"Sweet Jesus Sam, you're so fucking tight." I threw my head back and his hands reached for my neck as he continually rammed himself inside of me. "So fucking worth the wait." He grunted in between breaths.

I couldn't even describe what I was feeling until one of his hands had reached down to my clit and started torturing me.

"Oh my-fuck, fuck oh please." I whimpered.

"Please what Samantha?" I could here the implication in his voice. He's doing this on purpose.

"Please.." I couldn't come to my senses.

"What do you want Sam? Tell me sweetheart. Come on." He laughed, knowing what he was doing exactly.

"Oh fuck, please just let me cum!" I shouted. He smiled up at me.

"That's more like it."

He moved his hands back to my hips and literally started pounding himself into me. The only noise you could hear in the classroom was the sound of his thighs clapping against mine. I knew I was close.

"Mr. Grif- I- oh my god- ." I whined and I moved my hand down to my throbbing clit.

"Oh no you don't little lady, that's my fun, and mine only." I couldn't take it. I was breathless and I couldn't bare to look at Mr. Griffin whom was seemingly focused on my face.

"I'm so fucking close."

"Let it out baby."

And that's all it took. I squirted all over his dick and toned lower body. He soon followed behind me grunting and loudly moaning my name.

It was a beautiful noise.

And then he kissed me. Hard. I wasn't expecting him to, but I didn't care. I kissed back, harder. We both pulled away breathless and exhausted. "Holy shit Sam.." He breathed. I laughed and bit my lip.

I lifted myself off of him and collected my clothes. He sat in his chair in shock it seemed. I turned around to go and pick up my binder but he grabbed me once more and looked square into my eyes.

"You're coming in at break right?" He seemed kind of worried, almost impatient.

"Well, I uh had originally planned on it for my project, yes." I squeezed my eyebrows together.

"Fuck your project Sam, I know how hard you've been pushing yourself lately. I can let this one slide." He winked at me. I smiled an all toothy grin.

"Oh god, thank you so much Mr Grif-"

"Blake. You can call me Blake, Samantha. Just not during class." He smiled and tugged on the corner of his mouth with his pearly whites. "So, you will be coming in?" He placed one hand nervously behind his head.

"Yes, Blake." I smiled.

"Good girl," he winked. "Now about that note of yours.."

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Once again, I had never planned on writing something like this let alone Blake related and it really means a lot to know what you guys think of it. Do you like the details, or not so much? I don't want to bore anybody so please let me know. Thank y'all!