Andy's pov (Tuesday?)
This is all I've ever wanted
He's perfect.
I smile and wrap my arms around his neck, smiling as I press my lips against his.
At first we just gently kiss as our hands roam over each other's bodies.
But as it got nearer to the end of lunch we got more desperate for each other, and you would find him relentlessly ripping off my clothes and kissing every inch of the newly exposed skin.
Gasping as he licks down my neck and bites into my collar bone. I moan and slip my fingers into his silly black hair and tug lightly on the dark strands in-between my fingers.
His mouth attaches to my nipple and licks at the soft, pink nub and gently biting on it whilst looking me dead in the eyes, his hand moves up my side and his fingers play with the other hardening nipple as he grinds himself down on me, pushing me against a table near the back of the room.
He stops touching and sucking on my body making a pained whimper escape my lips.
"It's okay, you'll feel better soon." He says with a devilish smirk tugging at his perfect lips.
My eyes flick up to the clock, twenty minutes until lunch is over. I look at him, lust clouding my vision as he yanks down my jeans, showing the growing errection in my boxers, he licks up my throbbing, clothed member and pulls it out of my pants, immediately swallowing it all and bobbing his head up and down making me get harder.
His perfectly painted black fingernails push past my lips and into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around the digits and focus on trying to dampen every bit of skin that is in my mouth.
His fingers slip out of my mouth and behind me. He slowly pushes the soaked fingers into my entrance, making me tighten up around them and try to relax myself as they pump in and out of my body as he sucks on my cock.
"please, we don't have long left, I need you." I pant, desperate for him to be inside me. "I don't have protection..." He says perfectly even though there is a dick in his throat.
"Your not gonna get me pregnant, and I don't have any diseases." I state, spreading my legs to his fingers rhythm.
He stands up and takes a few steps away from me.
"bend over my desk." Is all he says, pointing to the wooden desk. I do as he said and hold the edge of the desk, my chest flat on the messy surface, arse in the air
His hands grab it, taking off my boxers completely and the black hoodie drops from my shoulders and back onto my top half.
I hear his pants get pulled down followed by the sound of him jerking off. "Ready babe?" He purred, positioning himself at my entrance and very slowly pushing in.
I have to admit that it didn't feel as painful as I thought my first time would be, I have used toys so I'm used to the feeling but, at wasn't at all the same.
"GA!" I scream as he hits my prostrate first try, sending me over the top and tightening up on his cock, the feeling of it inside me
He pulls out to the tip and pushed it back in again to test my reaction, which happened to be a scream muffled by his hand, I was thankful for him not letting me make such a loud noise as he continued to thrust into my body, I couldn't hold back anymore and climaxed on the underside of the desk
"Already?" He snapped, seemingly more pissed off then you would think he would be.
I looked back at him and grinned like the Cheshire Cat trying to seem innocent.
He scoffs and continues to fuck me, earning muffled moans and stifling gasps off me.
He continues to thrust harder and faster, eyes now glued to the clock as its only ten minutes left.
His left hand that was covering my mouth let's me go and starts to spank me instead, making me squeal and moan at the pleasurable pain rushing through me.
I feel some thing warm fill me up before his cock is removed from me, making me whimper at the loss of contact.
He pulls his boxers and jeans up and sits in the desk chair, me now standing in front of him with his hoodie covering my privilege.
"Did I say to move?" He snaps, pushing me back over the desk,
And spreading my ass before his sweet mouth came in contact with my entrance making me squeal again as his tongue slips into me, cleaning my insides of some cum, he sat back satisfied.
"Go put your clothes on." Lynx said, pointing to the jeans over at the other side of the room.
Underneath Duces desk, that was the desk I was pinned too, did he do that on purpose?
I pull my slightly damp boxers up and fetch the jeans, putting them on and buttoning them up a few seconds before the bell.
Sorry this took forever to upload, I've been busy with school. Sooo
