Page 79 of Locked Souls
“How do you know that?” I sass back, arching an eyebrow, and he laughs.
“I know because I asked. Levi and Bast were not happy when they realized they'd missed out on this momentous opportunity,” he mutters and grins.
“And let me guess…” I turn my chair around and spread my legs, grateful that I'm wearing a flower dress today. “You're going to be the one to help me do it?”
Ash's gaze drops between my thighs, and he licks his lips again before biting the bottom one.
Dammit, now my undies are damp.
“Fuck, yeah, I am,” he grunts, then drops to his knees and kisses up my leg, spreading them wider for him.
“Ash,” I whimper, looking at the door that he's left unlocked.
It's after hours, and no one should be around, but you never know. We have students that live here in the dorms.
“Did I forget to mention that Levi is outside, guarding the door. He lost a bet.”
“Oh well, in that case, by all means, I'd hate to stop you.”
“Baby, you know we don't have time for foreplay,” he groans, burying his face into my panties with a loud moan.
Sitting back on his heels, he tugs them down my legs and off, shoving them into his pocket.
“Stand up and bend that sexy ass over your desk.”
I squeeze my thighs, trying to ease the growing ache, as I whimper and he smirks.
Damn him and his tight body and tattoos. He's sin personified, and I'm not complaining.
Standing, I lift my skirt and bend over the desk, presenting my ass and pussy to him.
He walks behind me and smacks my asscheek, leaving a perfect sting to flow through my body.
“Damn, Princess, you know just what I like,” he mutters. I glance over my shoulder as he unbuckles his belt and hisses.
“Face the front or I'll have to restrain you like the bad girl you are.”
God, I really want to be a brat right now, but it's getting late.
His hot flesh presses against mine, and I moan before he's even thrusted inside of me.
“Such a wanton slut for me. Fucking in public where any student could walk in and find their Headmistress bent over, taking a thick cock and creaming all over it.”
“Ash,” I groan. “Don't tease me.”
Fuck, I shouldn't have said anything.
Ash thrusts inside of me so hard, so deep, my teeth clack together, and I'm already on the verge of coming.
“That's it, baby. Take my cock like the perfect little whore you are.”
Ash likes to degrade but also praises me, and I'm okay with it. He's come a long way after all of the trauma Isabella caused him. It took a while, but he's healing.
I can even ride him now, which was a huge step for us.
Reaching below me, between our joined bodies, he rubs my clit fast as he picks up his pace, fucking me harder than before.
The desk screeches as the heavy wood scrapes against the hardwood floor, and I mentally add ‘buy an area rug’ to my to-do list.