Celebrity Imagines

Henry Cavill (Part Two)

Continued

Age Gap

Your POV

"...Okay you guys does anybody have any questions?" Mr Cavill said, after turning around to face the class.

You could feel his eyes staring directly at you while you took down the notes from the board.

It had been a day since your last session with Mr. Cavill, and you couldn't wait for today's. You bit down on your lip at the thought of it.

Squeezing your thighs to quench the building desire between your legs, you knew you were probably making matters worse. He was still watching you.

"No questions? Well then class is dismissed" the sounds of papers ruffling and chairs shuffling echoed in the classroom. "I will be handing out your test results tomorrow, next week expect a test on Trig" he spoke lastly before everybody left for home.

You quickly picked up your books to carry to your locker, clumsily dropping one of them to the floor.

"I'll get that for you" you heard him say, before he knelt down to pick up your book.

You bit down on your lip to stop a moan from escaping when one of his hands glided up the back of your thigh as he slowly stood to his feet. His hand stopped underneath your skirt where he gave your ass a light squeeze. Pulling your body into his own, you felt his hands wander up and down your sides.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you" he groaned.

"M-Mr. Cavill" you gasped.

You could feel the hard bulge form in his pants as he tugged you closer, bunching your skirt in his large hands to rid him of any barriers and constrictions.

He lowered his head into the crook of your neck, taking in a deep breath to inhale your sweet perfume. The lustful baritone groan that emitted from his throat sounded almost animalistic, making your panties dampen considerably.

A whimper of need slipped past your lips, when you felt one of his fingers glide across your inner thigh narrowly missing your dripping core. Your hands gripped onto his shoulders, once your books had been discarded.

"Did you miss me princess" he spoke huskily into your ear, while his hand palmed your backside underneath your skirt.

You nodded your head enthusiastically in response.

The low chuckle that escaped him nearly made you faint on the spot. Such a simple sound made your insides turn to mush and your heart race, you didn't understand why you felt like this.

"M-Mr. Cavill please" you whimpered, knowing how much the sound of your innocent pleas turned him on.

"Soon princess, soon I'll have you on this table with your legs wrapped around my waist while I pound into you relentlessly" he said as he hoisted you up onto one of the desks.

"But for now I'll have to tutor you, that's what I promised your parents I'd do" he sighed, before placing a peck to your lips.

You pouted in disappointment.

"B-But-" you huffed.

"No buts babygirl, now come on. The faster we finish your session the faster I'll get to pleasuring you" he said, making your eyes brighten.

You sat down on his lap listening intently as he showed you another equation to complete. It was probably the hundredth one he had asked you to do but you did it nevertheless.

You liked the way he caressed your thigh, sometimes he would run his hand underneath your shirt, up towards your breasts where he would give them a quick squeeze before palming them in his hands.

You leaned back into his chest when you felt his hand grip at your mounds again, while he placed a few lingering kisses on your neck.

You squirmed against him, letting out a quiet moan when his other hand pressed against your inner thigh moving closer towards your wet panties.

"You've been a very good girl Y/N, and good girls get rewards-" he hummed.

You let out a low moan when you felt his slick tongue graze your neck, brushing against your sweet spot.

"So tell me what you want babygirl" he pressed his fingers against your wet panties, making your body shiver in delight.

Your hands instinctively gripped onto his much larger hand , pressing his against your core tightly. You tightened your thighs to stop his hands from moving away, making him chuckle at your sweet suffering.

"You want me to touch you here" you panted when you felt his finger curl, the slow movement making your eyes roll.

"Please" you whined, slowly grinding into his hand to relieve the pressure knotting in your insides.

"I don't think I heard you princess" he teased, making you whimper out in need.

Your other hand pressed against his own that was buried underneath your shirt on your breast. You had no clue why your body was reacting this way to him, to his voice, to his touch but it made you quiver in need.

"Please touch me Mr. Cavill, please" you cried out when you felt him move your panties to the side, your body instinctively reacting to his touch.

"You're already wet for me princess," he groaned before pressing a finger against your wet folds.

"Don't worry babygirl, I'll take good care of you" he said before diving in.