Only You Can Break Me

"Who is mija?"

AN: FYI-a few months have passed. Summary of the chapter: Good things happen then bad things happen then good things happen again.

Lauren was supposed to be at work. Her wife had left earlier that morning to take the kids to daycare and go to work. She was supposed to be right behind her out the door, but she wasn't up for work going to work. Instead she laid in bed all morning jerking off, edging herself. She was horny for her wife, but the woman hadn't been putting out as of late, and it tortured her so much. Lauren threw on her briefs and jeans, tucking her already solid member in as she put a t-shirt on and walked out the door.

The older woman quickly made her way to the University and went up to her wife's office. She took her wife's spare key and opened her office, walking in and locking it behind her. Lauren knew that Camila would be back any minute because she had a short break before her next class. She was sitting in the Camila's chair at her desk, gently stroking her member through her pants. Lauren had gotten herself close to cumming twice, just not wanting to go over the edge without being inside of Camila.

Camila sighed softly. She didn't really want to go to her office between classes, but she needed to. She needed to get her things to give back to her next class. She fixed her bag over her shoulder as she came to her door and unlocked the door. All she wanted to do was go home and have Lauren rub her back.

Lauren licked her lips as she continued to rub herself through her jeans. She looked at the time and realized that Camila would be coming in any second now. She quickly unbuttoned her pants and unzipped them before gently pushing them down to her thighs, pulling her member out. This was something that Lauren had always wanted to do, but her wife adamantly opposed it. Lauren felt her heart race as she heard the key in the door. She slowly started stroking herself, her member hidden by the desk.  

As she opened the door, Camila nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw Lauren sitting at her desk. "Lauren! You're supposed to be working!" She scolded her as she took a deep breath to calm herself down while she closed the door behind her. Camila set her bag down on the sofa before smiling some at her wife.

Lauren smiled back at Camila as she laughed softly, "I called in." She said simply before running her thumb over her head.

Camila just shook her head some and made her way around the desk. The moment she did, her breath caught in her throat. She licked her lips as she looked down to see what exactly her wife was doing under her desk. "Is this why you called out?" She asked as she raised her eyebrows. 

Lauren looked up at her wife as she kept her movements over her cock slow and subtle. She had been on the edge all morning. "Yes." She said honestly as she watched the woman walk around the desk. 

Camila chuckled some. "You realize that I have a class in exactly..." she looked at her watch. "30 minutes." She smiled.

Lauren looked at her wife's perfectly toned legs as she let out a low moan. "I don't care." She said honestly as she let go of herself and stood up. She moved her hands to the hem of her wife's skirt and pushed it up to the woman's waist. "It will take me less than 10." She said as she turned her wife around and gently bent her over the desk, careful of the woman's stomach.

"You've been holding out on me and I literally cant take it anymore." Lauren growled as she pushed her wife's panties aside before lining her cock up and pushing it inside. "I've been on the edge since shortly after you left for work. I can't cum unless I'm inside of you." She said.

Camila whimpered some when she saw the way her wife looked at her. She didn't try to fight off Lauren as her skirt was lifted up. "I haven't been intentionally holding out on you. You know how much I've been hurting." She placed her hands down on the desk when she was bent over. "You have to lock the door baby." Camila closed her eyes and moaned when she felt Lauren sliding inside of her. "Oh god..."