She took a deep breath before knocking on the door while entering his office. He didn't look up at her, but he did point to the chair in front of his desk.
"Take a seat, I'll be with you in a minute," he says as he rustled through the papers across his desk. She slowly sits down, fidgeting with her fingers. He glances up and notices just how nervous she was.
"You can relax. You didn't do anything wrong," he states. She nods and felt her body relax. He lets out a small smile and turns his attention back to his papers. As she watches him, every now and then she would look around his office to the point where she did not notice that he was now leaning on the edge of his desk with his arms crossed over his chest, sitting just inches away from her. She could smell his cologne heavy on her nose.
"I need to know why you've been skipping my class," he demanded abruptly, breaking the silence. Her eyes met with his, and felt things in her lower body tighten. The way his shift looked like it was going to rip open because of his arms flex while crossed, the way the top few buttons were unbuttoned, giving her a sneak preview of his collarbone. She could tell that he worked out. She swallows nervously and licked her lips and looked away.
"I was feeling stressed," she whispered as she squirmed, closing her legs together. He tilts his head to the side and noticed her pushing her thighs together, the blood rushing to her cheeks, making her blush. This is going to be fun He thought. She could feel his eyes on her, watching her.
"I'm sorry that you've been feeling stressed. However, if you needed some time to gather your thoughts, you could've emailed me and give me a heads up. I worry about my students when they don't show up to class without notice," he explains as he stands up to straighten himself out before sitting back into his chair. Her eyes caught glimpse of his imprint outlined in his pants before he sat down. No way...She thought to herself, letting out a small gasp. Mirio smirks as he watches her until their eyes locked on again. She couldn't help but squirm under his gaze. Earlier they were full of concern. Now they are full of want. Of lusting desire. She didn't realize how her breaths were coming in short, her chest rising and falling, her thighs pushing together. They both shared the same thought I'm going crazy...make a move...
"I have to go," she said as she quickly gathered her things and stood up, heading to the door. Just as her hand grabbed the door knob, he stopped the door from opening, cornering her in the process. Her heart sped up when she felt him right behind her, his breath hitting the back of her neck.
"I had the same dream too you know. You have no idea how much I want to shove my cock deep inside you right now. To make those legs of your shake over my shoulders as I push deeper inside you," he whispered low in her ear before nibbling the lobe. The small surprised moan that escaped from her lips made him close the distance between them. She placed a hand against the door to steady herself when he closed the distance between their bodies. She can feel just how hard he is, grinding against her. I can't believe this is happening...he had the same dream?! Another moan slipped her lips when she felt his fingers trail up her thigh. Mirio bowed his head into her neck, placing soft wet kisses around her neck and shoulders.
"Don't go," he whispered as he continued to grind against her. His fingers continued to trail farther up her thigh, barely making their way under her skirt. He groaned into her neck when he felt her hand reach behind her and started to stroke him though his pants, pushing her ass against him. She moaned when his fingers started to rub circles on her clit through her panties.
"God you're wet already," he groaned. She slowly spread her legs to give him better access. His hand grabbed hers on the door, lacing their fingers together while his other hand continued to play with her clit. She sucked in her breath and arched her back into him when he bit her shoulder. He was surprised as to how she managed to free his cock from his pants and was stroking him with much more vigor.
"I want you," she whimpered when he slipped two fingers inside her already soaked pussy. The moans that came from her mouth when he slid them in and out of her. In and out. In and out. Tantalizing her, teasing her.
"M-more..." she whispered. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back onto his shoulder, her lips parted with moans when his fingers sped up their pace. She tried hard to keep her legs standing, but he knew that her knees were weak. Mirio took the opportunity to clear his desk and laid her down forcing her legs to sprawl out, exposing herself, placing himself between them as he wrapped one of her legs around his waist, the other on his shoulder. As he softly kissed her ankle, he moaned when he looks down at her. That semi shy look on her face with her cheeks flushed, her tanktop in disarray revealing her breasts spilling out of her bra. The fact that she was now rubbing her wet sex against him as she stroked him was driving him crazy. He then nodded to himself and whispered, "More."
"Look at me. I want to see your face as I take you," he demanded. She quickly nodded her head and in that moment, they both gasped when he pushed the head of his cock inside her. He could see her expressions change from surprise to pleasure as he slowly thrusted his hips, pumping his cock into her deeper, making room for him.
"F-fuck you're so tight," he moans as he looks down and watches how his cock snakes its way inside her, stretching her out the deeper he thrusts. She throws her head back and arches her back as she feels him pushing deeper, thrusting deeper, feeling him fill her up.
"S-so big," she whimpers as her hips start to match his slow strokes. She tightens her leg around his waist desperately wanting him closer, wanting more. His office fell silent with nothing but their moans and breaths. The papers that he was focused on when she walked in the room were now all scattered on the floor. Mirio was now thrusting into her full force, hitting her cervix. She placed her hands against his lower stomach to try and push him away, but he slapped those hands and held them above her head, pumping his hips against hers, her legs on his shoulders. He brought his head down to hover his lips against hers, teasing her. She moaned right against his parted lips.
"This is what you wanted wasn't it? Me deep inside you, your quivering legs over my shoulders, claiming you," he moaned against her lips. Mirio slowed down his thrusts to where his cock was just slowly sliding all the way out and all the way in. She whimpered at the sudden change of pace. She could feel every inch of his cock burying deep inside her, pushing through her insides. There was a sudden knock at the door. Both of them froze in place until Mirio remembered he had locked the door earlier.
"Don't make a sound," he whispered, nibbling on her ear. She had to hold back her moans as he continued to slowly grind his hips against her. He moans when he felt her walls clench around him.
"Professor? Are you in there? I need to talk to you," the student states, jiggling the door handle. She decides to kiss and lick his neck, sending shivers all over his body. So he is sensitive huh? She thought to herself, taking a mental note. Mirio cleared his throat before answering the student.
"Come back in thirty minutes. I'm on lunch right now," he says with a strain in his voice, trying to keep his composure as she continued to nip at his neck. Though her hands were still held by his above her head, Mirio leans down and takes one of her nipples in his mouth, flicking his tongue over it before biting it. She squirmed underneath him and whined.
"Oh. Alright. Sure, I'll be back later then," the student replies. She and Mirio waited patiently until the student walked away from the door.
"Thirty minutes?" She questioned as he teased her nipple, shallowly thrusting his cock inside her, hitting that spot that made her gasp and twitch. He looks up at her and smirks, letting go of her nipple before moving to the other one. She looks down at him and watches him as he licked and sucked at her nipple, both of them never breaking eye contact.
"I have to make sure you remember not to skip my class again baby. I'm nowhere near done with you," Mirio promised as he tugged her hard nipple with his teeth.
Fuck.
