The pandemic has changed your life dramatically. One of the many changes has been working from home. And that meant spending much more time with your man which of course led to you two having much more sex than usual. You couldn't help it, seeing him getting into his professor role and being all serious and strict around his students made something in you twitch.
That was exactly the case now. When he came to the kitchen to get a refill on his cup of coffee, dressed professionally and being in a hurry because of his small break between classes. The fact that he left the bed right after giving you a taste of his lustful kisses didn't help at all.
You got off your chair and walked towards him quickly, begging for a few hot moments with him. You ran your hands down his strong arms and then pulled him carefully by his tie to continue the kisses you left in the middle earlier. Unfortunately he broke it apart just a couple of seconds after, making you sigh.
"I'm sorry, baby, I have to continue my lesson in 5 minutes" he sounds apologetic.
"You should've thought of that before you had me hot and ready first thing in the morning" you complain.
"Just be patient until I'm done with this class, alright? It will only take 45 more minutes, I have like half an hour free after that" he says to you, smiling nicely.
It's not ideal waiting for him for another 45 minutes but at least it's something so you nod and he leans down to claim your lips one more time before taking his cup and disappearing in his office. You said to yourself you'd keep working until his break but you found yourself checking the time constantly. The first time you did, there had only been 9 minutes since he left. Nine. You couldn't even make it up to ten. You continued working, or at least trying to, until it had been 20 minutes. Only halfway though the wait. Unbelievable.
A deep sigh left your lips when you realized it wasn't going to work. 25 minutes were more than too long. You went to your bedroom and changed your clothes to something more comfortable, if that was the right word to use. A blouse that allowed a good view at your cleavage and Robert's favorite pair of panties.
Proud of yourself you slowly walked to his office. His voice was getting louder and louder by the second. Oh how you love how serious and concentrated he sounds when he's working. You looked at him through the small opening of the door for a second before slowly pushing it open and catching his attention.
He took his eyes off his laptop and looked at you, carefully motioning that he only has 10 minutes left without being seen by the camera. But you didn't come all this way only to wait here longer. You bit your lip and continued walking over to him. He didn't pay attention to you until you dropped to your knees right next to his chair.
He looked at you for a brief second before looking back to his screen. You could see the confusion on his face even by watching his profile. He wanted to look at you, you knew he wanted to, but he couldn't let his students suspect anything. After all, they're old enough to put one and one together and understand what's happening if he starts looking down at his pants and looking suspicious.
And how could he not feel and seem suspicious when your hand was teasing his strong legs and inner thighs. One of his hands dropped carefully to grab your hand when it reached his zipper. Did he really want to stop you? Not by the looks of it. But he managed to put sense into it and stop you from going further.
Of course that wouldn't stop you, you were determined to get what you came for and not wait another second for it. That's why your other hand easily continued undoing his zipper and then his buttons. His grip on you was strong. He was lecturing you with his actions about what you were doing because he couldn't turn and talk to you about it.
Stopping and waiting didn't even cross your mind. He was finally exposed in front of you. It didn't matter if there were less than 10 minutes for his break, any kind of waiting was unbearable. You took him in your hand and stroked him gently at first but faster as seconds went by. It wasn't long until he was fully erect.
His hand had left your wrist, leaving an obvious mark of the pressure it had been asking for so long, and it was now pressed against his desk. It was the only way to release some tension other than hurting your wrist even further. You licked your lips and slowly approached him. After licking his whole erection you deviously took him in your mouth.
It was fun watching him try fighting his urges while having to listen and answer someone's question about the class. He tried his best to answer it but he had to rush it. And that was because your movements were getting better and better on him. He coughed when his tip hit your throat and then his breathing got heavier as you were taking him off your mouth while still sucking on him.
"Alright everybody, class is over a bit earlier today, see you next week" he says quickly and before they can even reply he ends his meeting.
"Jesus Christ! Are you trying to get me fired or something?" he complais loudly now that he can finally speak clearly.
"All I'm trying to do is get you off" you smirk and spin his chair in a position that helps you work on him better.
"We're going to have a really serious talk about this after we're done" he tries to sound firm.
You bob your head up and down, taking him deep inside your mouth and then stop to take a breath. You grab his tie and play with it softly.
"Are you going to punish me, Mr. Downey?" you ask innocently, looking straight up into his eyes.
"That's not even up for debate, baby" he says deeply and positions his hand to the back of your head.
He doesn't even have to push you back onto him, you gladly take the lead and suck on him as fast and deep as you can. You can feel his first juices in your mouth right before he keeps you still and thrusts into you himself. You want to gag, it's normal with him hitting your throat like that over and over, but you stay nice for him and even swallow his hot orgasm once he's done.
You both rest back for a couple of minutes, sweaty and panting. His eyes are dark, passionate, angry. You know he's about to teach you a lesson and it's nothing like the one you interrupted. It's one far better. It's the lesson he knows how to teach best. And it always leaves you impatient for the next one.
A/N
Merry Christmas guys! Happy holidays😁
