Sophie's POV

I was breathing as I walked down the hallway to Hayes' office, my thighs were still shaking from what just happened under that table. My heart was pounding so loud in my chest.it wasn't an easy task, sneaking out unnoticed, crawling out from under there while he was still trying to pretend like nothing happened in front of everyone but somehow, I made it.

Before I even knocked, my hand was on the doorknob, ready to twist it open, when suddenly the door flew open and a strong hand grabbed me inside, the next thing I knew, my back slammed hard against the wall, the air leaving my lungs with a sharp gasp. The door shut behind us roughly.

My eyes shot up and met his.Professor Hayes' face was dark, but It wasn't anger, but lust, the kind of look that made my knees go weak.

"Do you have any idea what you just did, Sophie?" he snarled, his voice sounding low, rough, his breath brushing my ear. His face was so close I could feel the heat coming off his skin. "That was risky as fuck."

I should've been scared, I should've backed right now, but instead, my eyes slid down, past his chest, past his stomach, straight to the massive bulge still straining against his boxers.

"Prof..." my voice came out shaky, but not from any fear. "You're still hard."

His jaw twitched, and I saw his eyes flicker down to where I was staring.

That was all it took, my hips shifted off the wall on their own, like my body wasn't even listening to me anymore. I pressed myself against him, rubbing my throbbing and aching pussy on his cock through the fabric, desperate for him.

"Didn't you... call me here for this?" I asked, making sure my tone sounds filthy, slurred with need, as I ground on him like a whore who couldn't get enough.

His control snapped immediately.

He growled low in his chest and grabbed me, his hands rough, like he couldn't hold himself back anymore.

In one swift motion, he yanked my clothes down, baring me completely in front of him. My dress, bra, panties, everything gone, my skin prickling from the cool air and the way his hungry eyes devoured me.

Before I could even gasp, he lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the desk. That same one where he told me "no penetration" before. My body trembled with excitement, my back arching as he laid me out flat on top of it.

"You want me deep inside you, Sophie?" His voice was a growl now, his face hovering over mine, his breath hot on my lips.

"Yes," I blurted out, nodding frantically. "God, yes, Prof, please."

My hand slid down between my thighs on its own, my fingers finding my wet, throbbing clit. I rubbed it hard and fast, shivering under my own touch, moaning like I was already halfway gone.

Hayes watched me with dark, furious lust in his eyes, then in one sharp movement, he shoved his trousers and boxers down. His cock sprang free, hard jiggling the sight alone making me whimper.

"Just this one time, Sophie," he breathed harshly, almost like he was trying to convince himself. "Nothing after this., this never happened."

"Fine," I panted, spreading my legs wider, shamelessly rubbing my clit while staring at him. "Just for now. Just fuck me, professor. Thrust into me deep. Don't take it easy. I want to feel you tear me apart."

He ripped my hand away from my clit, pinning it above my head. With his other hand, he lined himself up, the fat head of his cock sliding against my dripping entrance.

And then, with one sharp, brutal thrust, he slammed inside me.

"Ohhh, fuck!" I screamed, my back arching off the desk as my walls clenched around him. The stretch burned, delicious and painful all at once, my entire body shuddering.

Hayes' head fell forward with a guttural groan, his hips jerking as he buried himself to the hilt.

"Fucking hell, Sophie," he rasped, his breath ragged, his hands gripping my thighs so hard it hurt.

"Yoh my god, fuck me! please!" I cried out, my nails scratching at the desk, my legs locking around his waist to pull him even deeper.

He didn't hold back, his hips slammed into me over and over, the desk creaking beneath us, the sound of skin slapping against skin loud and obscene. Every thrust knocked the breath out of me, my tits bouncing, my pussy gripping him tighter and tighter.

"Ahh...Don't stop, don't fucking stop!" I was screaming shameless and filthy, lost in the rough rhythm of his cock pounding me into the wood.

His breath came out in harsh, uneven grunts, his pace getting even faster, almost like he was punishing me.

"Take it, Sophie," he growled. "Take every fucking inch."

"God prof!" I sobbed, my voice breaking, tears of pleasure stinging my eyes.

My body was spiraling, my clit throbbing painfully as my orgasm crept up fast and hard, my stomach clenched, my toes curled, my whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"I-I'm gonna cum," I gasped, my voice desperate, begging. "Oh, Hayes, I'm cumming-"

His hand shot up to my throat, gripping it firmly but not too tight, forcing my eyes to lock with his.

"Don't you fucking cum yet," he snarled, his thrusts becoming brutal, pounding into me so deep I saw stars. "You hold it. You don't cum until I tell you to."

I whimpered, sobbing out incoherent pleas, my body on fire, my orgasm hanging right at the edge, threatening to break me apart.

"Please, prof, please!" I begged, writhing beneath him, my legs shaking. "I can't, oh god, I can't-"

"You can," he growled, slamming into me one final, devastating thrust. "Now cum. Cum all over my cock, Sophie. Let me feel you lose it."

My scream tore from my throat as my orgasm exploded, my pussy clenching so hard around him it almost hurt. My vision went white, my body thrashing under his as wave after wave of pure pleasure ripped through me.

Hayes' head fell back with a guttural groan as he finally let go, his cock pulsing deep inside me, filling me up with hot, thick cum.

The desk shook violently beneath us as he pumped the last of himself into me, both of us panting like animals, completely spent and filthy.

Sophie's POV

That night, I could barely sleep, my mind going crazy with memories of the sex with the professor. The more I thought of it, the more I found it hard to believe. The first time I'd seen him, a day after I transferred to the school, I'd realized immediately that I wanted him. He stood out among everyone else, earning my undiluted attention like no one else did.

There and then, I'd decided I wanted him. But after the first few days at the school, I realized that might be harder than I'd thought. Then came the preparation for the ceremony and the perfect opportunity presented itself when I was alone with him in his office, waiting for his instructions on what he needed me to do at the ceremony.

Before I was aware of it, my hand slid down to my thigh, the same way Professor Hayes' hand had done. Chuckling to myself, I rolled to the other side of my bed. I could still feel his touch, I could still feel his cock inside me, warm, hard, and demanding.

Then I remembered what he'd said before finally giving me what I'd been craving for.

"Just this one time, Sophie."

At that moment, I'd been okay with that, but now that I thought of it, I knew I had lied when I agreed with him. After having him inside me like that, I was far from being satisfied. Instead, my hunger has heightened. I wanted him again. And I was going to get him.

With that in mind, I closed my eyes and let myself be snatched away by the tender hands of sleep. The next morning, after taking my bath, I headed to my closet, my mind already carrying an image of what I was looking for.

Searching for only a few minutes, I found it. The short, red gown that I'd gotten from a discount sale a year ago and I'd worn only once. I'd been waiting for the perfect reason to wear it again and I now had one. Taking the dress, I walked over to the front of my large mirror, then I held it against my body, admiring the reflection in the mirror.

I closed my eyes briefly, allowing my mind to wander a little. An image of Professor Hayes sliding the dress of my thigh filled my mind and my heart beat a little faster. Determined, I put on the gown, then I grabbed my large black coat before finally leaving the house.

When I got to school an hour later, I headed straight to the professor's office. Having no class until late in the afternoon, I had the whole morning to myself. And I intended to put it to intense use.

As I got closer to the professor's office, my heart started racing in anticipation. Once I was in front of the door, I paused and glanced around the hallway, making sure no one was watching.

Then I put my hand into the pocket of my coat and removed the key I'd borrowed from Professor Hayes' desk when he wasn't looking. Smiling to myself, I unlocked the door and allowed myself into the office.

It was empty, just like I expected. Professor Hayes was in class at that moment and he wouldn't be free until after an hour. But I was fine with waiting. The sacrifice was worth the reward that would come after.

After locking the door, I went to sit in his chair, waiting patiently as the minutes went by. Almost an hour later, I heard someone approaching. From the footsteps, I could already tell that he was the one.

My heart jumped with joy and I pressed my thighs together, trying to suppress the heat that wanted to form between them. A key turned in the lock moments later and the door opened.

"...yeah, Rob. I'll have it ready by tomorrow afternoon," Professor Hayes was saying as he walked in. "I'm about to get busy right now and I won't be done till night or so. It depends on how fast I am. I'll pro-"

He froze when he saw me, the rest of his words dying in his mouth.

"What are you doing here?" He asked in surprise. His eyes darted around the office, as if checking to see if I was alone.

"Hi, Professor," I said with a smile and rose from the chair.

"Uhm, lemme call you later, Rob," he said into the phone and hung up immediately. His phone disappeared into his pocket afterwards.

"How long have you been here?" he asked, then a frown appeared on his face. "Wait, how did you even get in here?"

"You don't need to worry about that, sir." I got to his front and put my arms around his neck.

His hands came up immediately, as if he'd been stung by something, and he removed my hands from his neck. "I already told you. That was a one time thing. You need to leave now."

Stepping sideways, he pointed to the door.

I glanced at the door, then I looked back at him. My lips curved into a smile and I grabbed my coat and slipped it off my shoulders. His eyes followed it as it fell soundlessly to the floor.

"Are you sure you want me to leave?" I asked. Slowly, I caressed my lips with my tongue, then I brought one finger up to my chin and began tracing a line downwards.

Professor Hayes swallowed quickly, then he said, "Yes, Sophie, you need to go."

"Fine," I said with feigned resignation. "But first..." I moved closer to him until our chests were almost touching each other. His own was rising and falling as fast as mine was and I noticed the veins in his hands straining, as if he was forcing them to remain in place.

Looking straight into his eyes, I took one of his hands and guided it to the middle of my thighs.

"Are you sure you still want me to leave?" I asked, my voice close to a whisper. Parting my legs slightly, I led his hand under my gown and all the way up to my warm entrance.

His eyes widened as he realized that I wasn't wearing anything under the gown. Grinning wickedly, I pushed his hand up even further.

"Fuck," he muttered, while also releasing the breath he was holding. Through his eyes, I saw his resolve weaken and his pupils darken before his lips came crashing down on mine.

Hayes' POV

I froze as my hand came in contact with her pussy. She was totally bare under the black gown that had caught my attention immediately after she took off her jacket.

A grin appeared on her face as she pushed my hand further, my fingers slightly going into her. I don't know how she managed it that fast but she was already slick and wet. I could feel warm liquid pooling around the tip of my finger.

As that happened, I felt the last bit of restraint I had fade away. Trying to resist her was like fighting a raging river. It was pointless and easier to simply give in to the current. And the current of pleasure moving through my body then was more than welcome.

My dick throbbed in my trousers, hardening with each passing second.

"Fuck," I said, unable to hold back any longer.

Grabbing her waist to hold her steady, I closed the distance between our lips. Hunger surged through me immediately and I held her tighter. She moaned as our lips became familiar with each other, my fingers sliding further into her. Twisting my hand around, I curved the two fingers I had inside her and put my thumb against her clitoris.

Another pleasant moan escaped her lips and I slipped my tongue into her open mouth. Our breaths mingled, becoming faster as the kiss became more intense, our hunger heightening.

"Please. Take me," she whispered against my mouth, squirming in my grip. I began sliding my fingers in and out of her, slowly and deliberately. Her moans increased with each movement and I let go of her waist, silencing her with my hand over her mouth.

But the moans continued, muffled against my palm as I fucked her with my fingers, exploring her warmth and teasing her clit at the same time.

"Take me. I want... you... inside me," she stuttered.

"Not yet," I said, then I slipped a third finger inside her. She bit down on my palm then and I felt my cock push harder against my trousers.

"Look at me."

Her eyes opened, staring straight into mine, but she shut them again and threw her head back when I rotated my fingers inside her. Her moans became louder, even as they were muffled against my palm. She tightened her legs around my fingers, then she released them a few seconds later.

"Now. Please," she pleaded, her voice shaking.

I pushed my fingers deeper into her, kissing her at the same time. Then I pulled them out at the same time I took my lips away.

Pressing against her, I put my mouth to her ear. "Say it."

She shuddered against me, grabbing my arm with one hand. My fingers went inside her again and my thumb resumed caressing her clit.

"Say it."

"I... I want... you." Her grip tightened on my arm and the intensity of her moans increased.

Moving my fingers in and out of her one last time, I pulled away from her and my eyes traveled all over her body. "Take off the dress."

As she obeyed, my hand went to my belt. Swiftly, she unzipped the gown and pulled it over her head, presenting me her naked, well curved body. Unbuckling my belt, I let my trousers fall to the floor then I tugged my briefs down and did the same to it.

My cock bounced slightly, happy to be free of its cage. It was rock hard, just like her pink, lush nipples that were pointing at me.

"Come here," I said, reaching out to her and grabbing her hand. As I lowered myself into the chair she'd been sitting in earlier, I held my cock with one hand and pulled her onto me. Facing me, she lowered herself onto me, my dick pushing its way through her wet, hot pussy.

She let out a loud moan immediately and her arms came to rest around my neck. Warm pleasure rippled through me and I groaned, my hand moving to hold her waist.

"Go faster," I whispered as she began moving, bouncing slowly on my cock. I groaned again and the muscles in my legs hardened as she moved up and down, pumping me with her slick pussy.

"Yes, yes," she said repeatedly, increasing her pace. My brain vibrated with pleasure and I held her waist tighter, guiding her movements. Moving forward slightly, I took one bare nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it.

She shuddered on my dick and threw her head back, anchoring herself with her hands around my neck. As she bounced on me, I thrust upwards too, the tip of my cock slamming continuously against her vaginal walls. The lips of her pussy clenched around my length, pulling me deeper into her warmth.

"Yes. Faster, faster," she cried out, locking into rhythm. Her bare butt pressed onto my laps as she continued riding me and she pulled my head closer to her until my mouth crushed her breasts.

"Oh, God. Fuck," I growled as my cock slipped in and out of her. Heat gathered in my loins, moving up to my belly and spreading to other parts of my body. The muscles in my arms tensed and I held on to her tighter, as if afraid of drowning in pleasure.

Her pussy clenched and unclenched around me, sucking me up and spitting me out. Her moans were like music to my ears and the way her hands caressed my neck sent shivers down my spine. Pleasure continued to build inside me as she rode me mercilessly and I locked my hands around her lower back, holding onto her like my sanity depended on it.

It felt as if my whole body was on fire and the only thing that could put out the fire was out of reach. She continued riding me, her moans merging with my groans, both of us victims of fiery passion.

"I think I'm gonna cummmmm," she said amidst moans, her breath raspy.

"Not yet. Not until I permit it," I replied, thrusting against her harder. I took her nipples in my mouth again, nibbling them with my teeth. Then, just as I felt my own orgasm building inside me, I heard a sudden knock on the door.