My therapeutic!

"I asked who was he" his voice darkened in rage. His footsteps comes in my direction to chase me. As I stepped back the wooden desk hit me on my leg. His steps slow yet powerful. He immediately grabbed my neck and our face was just an ince away one move from any of us can end up kissing eachother . "He..plzz..wh-what are you doin-" as I was about to complete my sentence his lips found mine. His kiss was soft at first but then suddenly his eyes darkened and the soft kiss suddenly turned rough. When he noticed I was breathless he leave me. I was breathing very heavily that my chest was moving up and down due to lack of air. His hands roam on my body. He griped my waist and slowly pinch it. A soft moan left my mouth."Tell me Ms. Avni who was he and why were you laughing too much with him that too in front of me in my lecture" his rage voice scared me. "I.. he.. is just a friend of mine" I said while trembling. "Ohh is it..then why was he touching you" suddenly his anger faced up. I stayed silent for a moment processing what the fuck is actually happening on earth. He was just a friend and was not 'touching' he was just laughing and giving highfy to me. "Do you like him?" he asked. As I didn't answered anything he grab my waist and pulled me with a force that now my front was completely in contact with his strong tonned chest. The urge to touch it, devour it, kiss it, lick it,sit on it and ride him and-.. urghh avni control yourself. He slowly gave wet kisses to my cleavage which was visible due to sudden action. "Ahhhh.. umhhh",I moan. His mouth were devouring on my chest as if it is favourite dish ever. "Professor..Sir what y-you are... stop it...ahhh" I saw him smirking. The fucker. "How dare he touches what's mine.. here even I didn't get the chance how could he do it..huhhh tell me avni" he said while doing his art work on my chest. "Umhh.. sir it's not like that... Plzz leave me..it not r-right..ahhh ohhh",I tried to speak. He look at me and said, "STRIP"