Free Pieces of Perfect by Elizabeth Hayley Page B

sweet. And smooth." Then he put the same finger inside my mouth. "Suck."
     
    Jesus, he could probably make me come with his words alone.
     
    But thankfully he wasn’t going to try. He knelt down, pulling me toward his waiting mouth, and positioning my legs over his powerful shoulders. “Watch me,” he commanded. My heart pounded in my chest, my breathing rapid and needy as he swirled his tongue inside me. He was so soft, but his rough stubble against the inside of my thighs created a heavenly combination.
 
    I grabbed onto his tousled hair, pulling, running my fingers down the sides of his head as his speed increased. I felt myself get higher, closer to our mutual goal. I watched as he slid a finger and thumb inside me, spreading me wide as he sucked hungrily at my clit. I moved up and down, rubbing myself against his wet lips, pulling his face toward me further. “Keep going,” I breathed. “I’m so close.”
     
    Humming gently against me, he looked up to watch my face. He stared into my eyes as I let myself go, clenching wildly around his tongue and his fingers, never once taking my eyes off of him.
     
    Impatient, he pulled away from me and dropped me to the ground. He spun me around and stood behind me, pressing his erection against me and forcing my bare breasts against the cold glass. I felt my nipples harden further. 4 minutes and 40 seconds , I noted. He grabbed at my ponytail and pulled my head roughly to the right with a quick jerk, gaining access to my neck. With urgency, he kissed me along my shoulder blades before letting my hair down and pulling both of my arms up over my head and pinning them against the window with his right hand.
 
    He bent me over slightly, allowing himself better access. With his left hand, he grabbed ahold of himself, slid on a condom, and guided his cock into me, filling me completely. From the field below, there would have been no doubt as to what we were doing. Both naked, my hands above my head, and him driving into me from behind. Unlike my little zoo comment, I didn’t have to wonder if I could be fired for this . If anyone caught us, my teaching career would be over. Done. But I didn’t care. My physical need for him outweighed anything else. I couldn’t resist him. And I was done trying. His hard body, his magical fingers, his soft tongue, his thick cock. And his mouth. God, that dirty fucking mouth. I wanted all of him.
     
    He pumped into me. Harder. Faster. And all I wanted him to do was touch me. Rub his hand across my clit and give me the release I needed. “‘We only have a minute left,” I reminded him in between heaving breaths.
     
    “ You’ve got a minute left. When that buzzer sounds, I’m going to come so fucking hard in you, whether you’re ready or not.”
 
    45 seconds. Fuck.
 
    “God, I fucking love your hard ass,” he said as he swung my hips more forcefully to meet his. “And your tits . . . Christ, I’d like to fucking rub my cock between them.”
 
    30 seconds.
     
    At last, he gave me what I needed. He reached around to the front of me and began to rub his hand in circles with just the perfect amount of pressure. I felt my orgasm building inside me. Only ten seconds left.
     
    “Watch the clock,” he commanded as he began counting down, continuing to pound into me. “Ten. Nine. Eight.” He let go of my hands and grabbed my aching breast, kneading it forcefully. “Seven. Six. You’ve only got four seconds left. You better hurry.” We were both faster. More urgent. “Three. Two . . . Now!" He thrust into me twice more, and my body spasmed uncontrollably as the orgasm ripped through me.  I screamed so loudly that I could barely hear the buzzer sound.  
 
    He pulled out of me, and I collapsed to the floor to sit against the wood paneling below the window, my legs shaking. “I don’t think I can stand,” I admitted.
     
    “I’ll consider that a compliment.” He removed the condom and tossed it into the metal trash