Ruin me, Dear Professor

Chapter eleven.

Renna's POV.

"I want to have some fun." I whispered, biting down on my lips seductively.

"Hmm kitten, careful what you ask for." A low grunt escaped his lips, his gaze roaming all over my body, and in one swift move, he scooped me into his arms, heading towards his desk.

He gently dropped me on the table, roughly pushing away the piles of files on the table and plopped down on his seat.

Leaning forward, he gently placed his fingers under my chin. Lifted my face to his, and pressed his lips against mine, the excitement of the moment earthing through my body like an electric shock, a soft whimper escaping my throat as our mouths opened and our tongues entwined.

After the long sensuous kiss, Cross suddenly rose from his seat, trousers bulging outrageously as he crossed the office and with a click, locked the office door.

"Hold on, the door has been open ever since?" I asked, my eyes bulging open, and he nodded with a little laugh.

"Oh no, what if someone had entered?" I panicked.

"No one would have entered kitten, relax." He winked, and that seemed to calm me down, because God knows I'll be so overwhelmed with shame if anyone had walked in on us, and it could be worse for him if exposed.

I turned to face him fully, perching my soft bottom on the edge of his desk and leaning back slightly on my hands as he walked back to the desk.

"Well, let's have it," he winked, as he began unfastening my top. I watched him as he fumbled with the tiny buttons. Struggling with one, then another. Until, frustrated, he suddenly grabbed my top, bra straps and all, and pulled them quickly, back off my shoulders and down to my elbows.

"Oh, yes, there they are..." He groaned as my perky t**s bursted free, bouncing and swaying in front of him. He stared at them for a moment, then he grabbed them in both hands, kneading and massaging the soft flesh before bending down, lifting one breast, and stuffing the n****e into his mouth hungrily.

"Aaahh fuck..." I gasped, my n****e quickly growing stiff in his mouth, sending electric shocks of pleasure arcing through my body and into my p***y.

"Oooh Cross..." I panted, gripping the edge of the desk with both hands.

He devoured me, sucking and licking, squeezing and groping, pinching and pulling. All the time I gripped his desk in both hands and squirmed, my p***y pulsing with passion.

His fingers found the hem of my skirt and quickly lifted the tight, stretchy garment up my thighs and over my hips, my panties, the sexy little red panties that I intentionally started wearing because of him because I wanted to be his dirty little girl, were now tugged down out of the way with not a moment's thought.

Cross suddenly dropped to his knees between my thighs, pausing with his face just inches from wet cunt.

Oh f**k, he really want to see me pass out from too much pleasure.

"Cross..." I called.

"You called for this, kitten." He smirked, opening his mouth and sucked all of my wet, sensitive folds inside, slurping on my cunt juices.

"Ooh my f*****g god..." I gasped as he pushed his face between my thighs, into my p***y, and began sucking my c**t in and out between his lips, over and over. His arms shot upward and his hands grabbed my hanging t**s. Squeezing and pulling on them. Twisting my rock hard n*****s as his mouth worked on my p***y.

"Oohh fuck... ooohh my gaawww... aaahh... Aaahhh... Aaarrghh." I cried out, gripping the desk with white knuckled fingers as I squirmed on Cross's face. With shocking speed. My orgasm flooded through my quivering body like a tidal wave of pleasure. Slowly, the tension of my climax eased and I began to relax. My p***y throbbing and pulsing, longing now to be filled.

I released my grip on the desk even though my top shackled me. I managed to push his head away with my fingertips. Goodness, I'm not ready to pass from so much pleasure.

He sat back on his heels and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, looking up at me with a cheeky grin as perched on the edge of his desk, panting heavily.

"Look who wants to have some fun." He mocked.

"Oh please, I didn't say I wanted to pass out." I rolled my eyes at him, lifting myself off his desk, turned around, then simply fell forward. Twisting my head to one side as I landed boobs first on his desk. I pushed my bottom out toward him and waited. "I want your c**k deep inside me now, Cross." I moaned.

"Again, careful what you wish for, kitten," he blurted, holding his big hard c**k at the base and guided the fat swollen head to my wet lips. He eased the tip up and down my slit, parting my folds, watching how I trembled and panted as he teased me. Then he pressed his length into me. In one long slow motion, going deeper and deeper. Making my whole body shudder as I moaned.

"Ooohhh fuck..." I hissed into his desk as he filled me,

"Ooohh... ooohh god..." I gasped as he jabbed the last inch of his huge c**k inside. Feeling my cervix caress the head of his magnificent tool. He grabbed my hips and began grinding himself against my soft ass cheeks.

"Aaahh... aaahh..." I whimpered as our bodies squirmed together. My ass spread against his tight muscular hips, just as my breasts spread across his desk.

"Oh my god, Renna... your ass is so f*****g perfect," he whispered still grinding himself against my quivering cheeks. His strong hands pulled them apart, his thumb brushing over my tight little rosebud asshole.

"It, it's all yours, baby," I stammered in gasping breaths. "Do wha.. what you want, aah, with it."

"Mmm, I had no idea you were such a naughty little thing, I'm gonna take you up on that someday," he said, pulling his long shaft almost all the way out. Then slamming it back inside my wet p***y.

"Aaah..." I cried out and reaching over me, he clamped one broad firm hand over my mouth. While pulling me upright with the other gripping the top and bra trapped under my t**s.

"Hmmfff... Ughhhb..." I whimpered into his hand as he started to f**k me against his desk.

"But for now...." he said between grunts. His hips slapped against my ass cheeks. "I'm gonna enjoy... This tight, wet pussy." He released my blouse and grabbed hold of my tit instead. Squeezing and pulling on it as he f****d me.

I just managed to get my hands on the desk to steady myself. Though my arms were still pinned to my sides by my half removed clothing. Struggling to breathe through my nose but moaned into his hand as his big, hard c**k thrust up into me again and again.

My whole body quivered in response to each thrust, I twisted my hips, pushing my ass out and arching my back for him.

He was grunting and moaning himself now, groping my soft t**s almost feverishly with his free hand. Then suddenly he lifted his hand and brought it down quickly. In a glancing smack that just caught my n****e.

"Hmmfff..." I screamed into his hand, my body writhing in his arms. He slapped my n****e again, and again, alternating from one to the other. My perky, soft breasts bounced, and a sudden pulse of painful pleasure throbbed in my p***y with each slap.

"Ohhhh... Fuck... Yes ..." I grunted into the hand clamped over my mouth. My cunt suddenly throbbing and clenching as a second orgasm tore through quivering curves.

My well f****d p***y going into spasm. Hugging his shaft as it slammed into me again and again. At last, he pushed me forward. Pinning me down face first on the desk and forced himself inside me again. Buried up to the hilt as his throbbing, cumming c**k sprayed jet after jet of his thick seed into my womb.

I collapsed on the desk, panting and gasping for breath.

My body quivering, My p***y throbbing as my orgasm pulled every last bit of energy from my muscles.

"f*****g incredible!" Cross growled, his c**k still buried deep inside me, filling me with a climax of his own. His thick, heavy shaft throbbing and pulsing as he emptied into me.