Miguel O'Hara x Reader [one-shots]

TEACHER'S PET [S] (P.IV)

I FELT HIS hand wrap around my wrist, pulling me back. The whole post drops to the floor and neither one of us flinch. His lips were dangerously close to mine, and his hand strokes along my jaw, forcing my chin up.

I'm definitely in for it, I thought.

"Don't call me that," he told me, his eyes dark, "You're so much more."

Before I could reply, he inhaled deeply as he placed his lips on mine, his hand hitting the door as my back does as well as he hungrily kissed me.

I kissed him hungrily as well as if he were my last breath, undoing the last button that effectively rocked both our worlds. I knew from that last button I wasn't a teacher's pet anymore.

I pulled the shirt down to the ground, my fingers running up his abs and every muscle and vain he had.

He groaned softly into my mouth as his hands came to my sweater. We parted for a few seconds as he swiftly removed it, along with the shirt that was underneath it, throwing it to the couch.

His lips then came in contact with my neck, attacking it as his hands came to my hips and the up to my bra.

I groaned softly as he licked and sucked, creating small marks. He then undid my bra before hoisting me up in his arms.

My legs wrap around his waist as does my arms around his neck. He takes me to his bedroom, placing me softly on the bed.

He got on top of me, his thigh in between my legs as he continued kissing my neck before then going down towards my breasts, attacking them with kisses and soft nicks.

My back slightly arched, biting my lip as my hips rolled against his thighs, desperate for friction. His hands then come to my hips, stilling them, causing me to whimper softly.

He chuckled and he picks his head up, placing a soft kiss on my lips. He then moved down to my bottom half, taking my stockings off. He then kisses up my legs, to my thighs, then stops right in front of my soaking core.

He groans as soon as he sees it, licking his lips. I spread my legs a bit wider as he pulls my panties down.

I suddenly become very aware that besides the one article of clothing I have on, I'm naked in front of my professor.

His hands grip my tights after he pulls my skirt slightly up, desperate for a taste of me. My breath grows heavy as I look at him with anticipation.

Then, the awareness slips away once he draws his tongue slowly up my folds. I shudder under his touch. He seems to enjoy getting that reaction from me, because he does it again, but even slower.

I shudder once again, gasping softly. "Miguel..." I softly call out his name.

"You taste good," he bites his lip before delving in, his tongue causing great amounts of pleasure to surge through me.

My back arched and my hand finds it's way to Miguel's hair. He continued to eat me out, though, seemingly more eagerly.

I call out his name, moaning softly as a shiver runs down my spine, a knot in my stomach coming undone.

His tongue swirls over my clit before one of his fingers pushes into me. My lips part as he pumps it in and out of me, and not even a few seconds later, a crushing orgasm sends waves a pleasure through my body.

I moan, my eyes rolling back as my thighs slightly squeeze his head between them, coming all over his lips and his finger.

He helps me ride out my high, he tongue moving soft circles over my swollen clit.

After a minute, I regain most of my composure, breathing heavily as I open my legs wider and release my grip on his hair.

His head comes back and his licks his lips. "Sweet."

"Yeah?" I chuckle as he pulls my skirt the floor.

"I could taste you all night," he moves on top of me once again, "But I want to feel you around me first."

My lip became trapped under my teeth as I looked up at him, more turned on than ever. My hands come down to his pants, unbuckling his belt. He takes it and throws it across the room, watching as I undid his pants next.

I slowly pulled them, along with his boxers down, and he kicked them off once they got too far for me.

I slowly move my gaze from his eyes to his hard-on, my breath hitching once I see the large size.

How in the hell will that fit?

He smirks, seemingly reading my mind. I spread my legs wider for him as he positions himself at my entrance.

My tongue runs over my bottom lip as I leaned slightly up, planting a soft kiss on his lips. He then pushed the tip in, a small groan escaping both of our lips.

He pushes even more, a small gasp leaving my throat with every inch he filled me with. My hands came to his shoulders, squeezing gently as he pushed the last inch inside of me. A moan leaves my lips and a groan leaves his.

I wasn't experienced when it came to this as I was only twenty-one and had only been with one guy, so I knew I was tight.

"Fuck," he cursed, his muscles slightly shaking. He looked down at me, seeing as I was getting used to his size. "You okay?"

I nodded, giving him a small thankful smile. "Yeah. It— It feels good," a slight stammer appears in the sentence as I look up at him.

He leans down and kisses my lips, then my chin, down to my neck. He begins to move, a moan exiting my mouth as my arms wrap around his neck.

I feel pure pleasure as he begins to move harder, his kisses on my neck becoming more and more aggressive. I moan as I feel him hit my g-spot with every thrust, my legs shaking and my core aching for release.

He then pulls himself up. He takes my legs and drapes them over his shoulders before holding onto my waist. My lips part as he pounds into me deeper, my grip on the sheets becoming tighter as he fucked me.

I felt my orgasm begin to arrive once again, a few thrusts away from tearing through me.

"Fuck," I curse, "I'm almost there."

"Let it go," he pants softly, grunted as he started to pound into me harder, his finger digging into my hips.

My eyes roll back as with the next thrust, my walls clench around him as I come to my release, my legs shaking as moans spill out and my grip tightens as hard as it could.

"Good girl," he praised. I then hear him moan as he comes to his own release, stilling inside of me as he breaths heavily, curses leaving his lips.

After about two minutes of us catching or breathes, he pulls out of me, throwing the condom in the trash. I wasn't even sure when he put it on, but I didn't care.

He comes back and I sit up. He leaned in and kissed me softly, one of his hands coming to the nape of my neck.

He whispered softly into the kiss, sending shivers down my spine.

"You are worth it all."