So...
Fuck...
Not me daydreaming about this while on campus
Okay but imagine; you're on his lap, legs spread apart, your knees on either side of his thighs and his cock buried deep in you, unmoving.
You're whimpering under your breath, body on fire and his body heat radiating off him and you feel it against your almost bare chest
Your night gown is almost off completely, hanging on by just one strap on your shoulder.
You're a mess; needy and teary and trembling, sat on his lap at his desk. He's grading his students' assignments, occasionally groaning and sighing at their silly mistakes.
He frowns, and bites his lip - focusing on the papers rather than giving you the attention you need and you whimper louder.
"Hmm? What is it, baby?" he asks softly, gently mocking you and pretending he doesn't know he's the reason behind the sweet torture.
You whine and hide your face into his neck, wrapping your arms tighter around him. "Seb...please."
He chuckles at the feeble tone of your voice. He knows you're right on the edge. He knows he's been ignoring you for almost half an hour now. He knows you can't take it much longer. But he intends on pushing your limits tonight because he shamelessly loves it when you're all needy and desperate for him to fuck you
Professor!seb would be the kind of man who would absolutely LOVE to tease you until you're nothing but a whimpering, tear stained mess on top of him.
He stops writing for a moment, and pulls you away gently from him so he can get a better look at the pleading look on your face. "Please what baby?"
He sounds cocky that it makes your entire body throb in need. You feel your walls clench around his thick cock. His eyes roll back for a brief moment and he grunts in pleasure.
Truth is, he's very, very close to just bend you over his desk and have his way with you already. But he wants to hear you moan. He needs to.
You whine as you stare into his stormy ocean blue eyes, completely under his spell. "I need you. Please Seb..." your voice dies out in a moan as he purposely moves his hips up just a little. The tiniest bit of friction has you crying out in pleasure and your face feels all hot under his intense stare.
He chuckles at how much power he has over you. "I know you can do better than that." He nuzzles your cheek, softly kissing the side of your mouth. "Come on babygirl, beg." His words sent chills down your spine. "Beg for me." He growled.
You whined louder. "Seb..." you moaned, "Please. Please make me cum... Please..." you cried out, incessantly until he was satisfied.
He smirked at the sound of your voice. "That's my good girl."
OMG imagine him grabbing you by the waist and guiding your trembling body up and down his cock all while staring deep into your eyes, his lips parted as he grunts and sighs and moans
You feel him deep within you; long, hard and thick. The tip of his cock touching you in all the right places.
Oh but he'd be such a cocky little shit when he finally bends you over his desk, not caring about all the papers and files on it.
"You're always so needy for me, aren't you?"
"Can't even sit still without wanting me to fuck you like my personal little whore, huh baby?"
"Come on now, beg."
"I said, beg for me!"
Okay but he would totally choke you and spit in your mouth and call you his dirty little whore while ramming his cock into and making you cum in no time oop-

















