Imagines Request

Forbidden Love| Pt.2

Diggy Simmons| Fetty_GirlJasmin

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"I love you with a love that's forbidden, yet I can't stop. You make me feel like no other man has ever made me feel before, with just a look I swoon. I dream of your arms around me, your lips on mine. When you look at me my soul shudders with joy. My heart skips a beat. In my dreams, I am sexy to you and there's no end to the pleasure I can give you. I am loving you with a soft gentle love that would shake you to the core. In my dreams I feel you near me, around me...in me. I want love you openly without fear or reservation, but this is a forbidden love, so I hide it, keep it in secret and love you only in my dreams. For only in my dreams am I acceptable to you, only in my dreams can my fantasies be realized." Shania ended her poem, looking down at her feet as she slid the paper onto Mr. Simmon's desk.

Heat radiated off her skin and she could feel Mr. Simmons looking at her.

"Look at me, Shania." He finally spoke. There was a hint of  danger in his voice that excited her and made her look into his eyes.

"I have a question about your poem," He stood and walked to stand in front of Shania with the poem in his hands. "There's a line that interests me."

Shania couldn't move. Mr. Simmons was standing in front of her. Her heart pounded against her chest as she waited for Mr.Simmons to speak.

"I feel you near me, around me," He began to recite the line. "In me. I like the vulnerability of this line."

"Do you?" She asked.

Mr. Simmons could almost feel how nervous she was, but it only made him want her more. Much of the feeling she expressed in her poem, he possessed himself. He himself had never felt this way about any other student. No other student had made the 25 year old man wish that he hadn't been so soon to marry as Shania did.

"Very much so." He stared into her eyes.

Before Shania could even open her mouth to speak, her lips were bombarded by the plump, soft lips of Mr. Simmons.

The kiss was passionate. Their tongues competed for dominance. Shania never wanted it to end, but Mr. Simmons pulled away.

Not wasting anytime, he cleared everything off of his desk, replacing it with Shania. Shania threw her head s Mr. Simmons buried himself into her neck. Blinded by his neck kisses, she was taken by complete surprise when she felt his fingers inside of her. Shania moaned loudly, but Mr. Simmons didn't skip a beat. He continued to move his fingers inside of her and leave love marks on her neck.

Mr. Simmons removed his fingers and smiled at what made Shania blush. Much to her surprise, Mr. Simmons licked Shania's juices off of his fingers and kissed her again. As they kissed, Mr. Simmons removed the buttons on Shania's shirt, exposing her perky breast. He took one in his hand and began to play with her rock hard nipples. He separated from the kiss and began to suck on Shania's right breast. He began to alternate between her two breasts. Deciding that he wanted to really please her, he let her skirt and panties fall to the floor. Mr. Simmons prompted Shania to lay back, smiling when she obliged. He began to suck on the inside of her thighs, very close to her vagina.

"Mr. Simmons," Shania groaned. "Please."

"You begging?" He asked.

"Yes, I need it." She moaned.

Mr. Simmons gripped Shania's thigh with one hand and began to play with her vagina with the other. He slowly began to make small figure 8's on her clit.

"Mr. Simmons." Shania gasped as she lifted her hips and began to grind against Mr. Simmon's tongue.

Mr. Simmons gripped Shania's thighs tighter to stop her. "Let me do my job, Shania."

Shania felt like she was in another world. Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head and her legs shook. She tried to move away from Mr. Simmons, but the grip on her thighs prevented her from doing so. She felt as if she was about to pee on herself, but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling. Shania's back arched as a loud moan escaped from her mouth.

Mr. Simmons did not stop. He began to draw letter on her clit with his tongue. Shania had more than three orgasms before he had spelt his complete name out on her clit.

Mr. Simmons finally stood and looked down at a sweaty Shania. He couldn't help but smile. She was beautiful. As much as he longed to be inside of her and see her facial expressions, he couldn't bring himself to do such a thing. He didn't want to take something as sacred to her as her virginity in these circumstances. It wouldn't be right. Continuing to look at her big brown saucer eyes would only make him throw her across the couch and let every inch of himself take her soul away, so instead, Mr. Simmons walked out of his office.