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Music Companion : Heaven by Julia Michaels
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His thrusts were slow, yet he was going in so deep. Your glistening slick was covering the length of his thick shaft so deliciously causing wet, squelching noises.
He deeply hummed in disapproval, roughly grasping your jaw and squeezing your cheeks to force your head up, breathing unstable and rampant as he growled. "Why don't you wanna moan, huh? Are you too ashamed?" His lips drew a cocky smirk, dark eyes glinting bright, "I'd tell you that no one can hear us.." He paused, only to grab your hip tight, making you rest both of your hands against the window with a sharp hitch of breath, "But I'd be lying, baby. I'm fucking sure at least one person can hear just how desperate you seem as you cream my cock."
My thighs helplessly clenched at the filthy words of the book, mind going to one specific man as I read the story with full interest.
Guilty as charged, I glanced at my untouched books positioned just before me on the bed as I sat cross-legged, entertaining myself with the filthiest smut I could find.
It has been less than 24 hours since I had seen him and yet I had already begun dreaming about him day and night, the bright afternoon light of the sun directly receding on my bed and on the abandoned books.
I gulped down harshly but continued to imagine the man for whom I should only be having thoughts on educational matters. But, wasn't this providing me some kind of education as well? The way his strong and thick thighs would feel under me, more importantly, how good it would feel to just feel what's between them.
He firmly wrapped his long fingers around your mouth to shut you up, but partially cut your oxygen supply, keeping your moans to yourself as he didn't stop fucking you from behind. You both knew it was wrong, so wrong. Everything was wrong about this- but it was too good to stop.
I sucked in a harsh breath, thoughts getting way too vibrant and explicit. Laying down on my chest, I pressed my body against the mattress, licking my dry lips but curiously reading forward with a burning desire eagerly taking control of my mind.
"Keep your moans low," he grunted from behind, drilling his cock into you deeper and harsher. "The whole class is just outside the fucking room and you know how thin these walls are, yeah?"
"Right, my favorite student?"
The way it was portrayed seemed too overwhelmingly real, as if it was written just for him and me, bringing my wildest dreams into an unfathomable reality. The way the kiss left last afternoon still burnt with crave, swarming with extreme warmth and bringing me one step closer to complete insanity.
"Y/n!" I hopped up at the holler of my name, changing tabs and immediately opening some study app as my heartbeat arose raspingly, bringing my books near me whilst I could hear the pumping of my heart reach my ears. I sighed, feeling myself exhausted from the very steamy daydream and climbing downstairs only to see mom standing with her hands on either side of her hip, face devoid of any expression as usual, "Y/n and Jimin, get ready, we're going grocery shopping."
