As we approach my office I catch glimpses of other teachers, who shoot me evil eyes and suspicious looks as they mumble under their breath. I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I need my girl alone, with me, somewhere where no one else can bother us.
And I need to get my hands on her, or better yet her lips wrapped around my cock.
Being seen by so many other teachers is dangerous, and I’m sure I’ll be asked about this later by the principal. It doesn’t matter. This whole job was a cover in the first place. Although I’ve come to enjoy it, I’d give it up a billion times over if it meant I could have one minute with her.
I grab the handle and drop my shoulder into the door, causing it to slam against the wall. With my heart hammering in my chest and my mind racing, I grab Alexa by the waist and lift her up onto my desk, kicking the door shut behind us while I pull off that windbreaker, revealing those perfect little tits, but this time for my eyes only.
Her hands dart across her chest as she tries to cover herself. “Teacher, are you…learning something about yourself today too?”
“Oh, I learned the first day you entered my class, Alexa,” I confess once and for all, grabbing her chin and lifting it so she can stare right into my eyes and see just how sincere and genuine my words are. “I learned what it really means to put someone above yourself,” I continue, moving in even closer until our bodies are pressed together and our lips are a hair's breadth away. “What it means to take care of someone in all ways. To be their…Daddy.”
Her eyes are as big as saucers as she bats those half-moon eyelashes at me like I’m her hero. That is a look that every man needs to experience in his lifetime, but never from my girl. That’s for me and only me.
“Is that why that long, hard thing in your pants is pressing against me? You want to take care of me, like a daddy would?”
I nod. “Yes. That’s it exactly. Making you happy makes me happy.”
“Is that why you passed me during the exam today?”
“I passed you because you deserved it. I couldn’t fudge your other exams because they were multiple choice and electronically graded and recorded, and I’m being watched in that classroom at all times by the cameras. I knew if you just stayed in my class, didn’t withdraw, until the end, I’d make sure you got through with a passing grade.”
“I want to see what kind of grade you’d give me for other things I want to learn,” she whispers, licking her lips.
My cock jerks, but this time I feel one thimble full of release fill my briefs, the tip of my dick sticky and wet. “What kind of things did you have in mind, princess?”
And a princess is exactly how she looks in her white dress, little flat shoes, and her tiny body. All she needs is a tiara for the look to be complete. But I will do better. I’m going to put a ring on her finger and make her my queen.
“I like it when you call me that?”
“Princess?”
She nods.
“There’s something I need you to call me?” comes out of me from deep within my chest.
“What? Anything, teacher.”
I lean in that last little bit, my forehead finding hers as my hand engulfs her shoulder, finding the strap of her dress and sliding it down her porcelain arm, her nipples damn near all the way through the fabric at this point, her need as evident as mine. “Daddy.”
Her entire body clenches in my grasp and I have to stop her from shaking, which I do by claiming her mouth with a hard, unrelenting kiss.
She leans into it, and my aggressive mouth turns softer, as I cherish the first time our lips meet, wanting this moment to last forever. My hand snakes into her golden locks and I gently apply pressure to the back of her head, pushing her kiss even more into mine as our mouths devour each other.
Her lips taste so sweet and the shot of adrenaline she gives me shoots through every nerve and artery in my being. I feel like I’ve stuck my finger in an electric socket, and I don’t ever want to pull it out.
My kiss turns hungry again, and my dick needy causing my hands
to slide under her ass and lift her from the desk, flattening her back against the wall as our faces fuck with reckless abandon.
“You wore this dress just to bring out the beast in me, didn’t you?” I grumble in-between devouring her lips.
She nods into my face and I thrust my thighs forward so she can feel just what she’s doing to me. “You had this all planned out, didn’t you naughty girl?”
“Yes,” she whimpers and I set her feet down on the floor.
“What else did you have in mind for this moment?”
“This,” she says, dropping to her knees in one fell swoop, her oh so small hands grabbing my belt buckle and yanking it open before pulling it through the loops. Recklessly, she jerks my zipper down and I have to flex my ass back to avoid her getting my cock caught in the mayhem and potentially ripping it off.