Harper
“Lie back,” Tomás tells me, and I lay down on the cold, hard surface of his desk. It’s kinda hot.
He leans over me, pressing his palms to the desktop on either side of me. “God, you are so beautiful,” he whispers, kissing my shoulder. He latches onto my n****e next, and I whimper, gripping the edge of the desk and arching my back.
“Profe,” I beg. “I’m ready. Please, f**k me.”
Tomás groans and one hand disappears behind the desk. He lines his head up to press against my entrance. While he’s still sucking my n****e, he starts to push inside of me.
He’s so wide. Not as long as Scott, but definitely thicker, if that’s even possible. He stretches me wall to wall and I throw my head back, gasping as he goes in to the hilt.
“Do you like that?” he asks.
As if I’m going to tell hi……
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