Chapter 255

**Sara**

I gasped against his lips, and he took full advantage, his tongue sliding against mine in a way that made my knees weak.
"Tom..." I managed between kisses, "Work..."
He hummed against my lips, clearly not concerned about my schedule. His hands roamed down my back, pulling me flush against him. The thin fabric of my tank top did nothing to hide how my body responded to his touch.
I broke away, panting. "I can't be late on my second day."
"Just one more minute." His lips traced along my jaw, down my neck. "They can't fire you yet."
My breath hitched as he found that spot behind my ear. "Pretty sure they can fire me whenever they want."
His teeth grazed my skin. "Then we better make this minute count."
He kissed me again, harder this time. His lips were insistent, and I felt myself melting into him. One of his hands gripped my ass, pulling me closer until I could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against my stomach.
I pulled back just enough to catch my breath, a teasing smile playing on my lips. "Is that your morning effect? Because it feels like a pretty big one."
"You're a terrible influence on me, you know that?"
"Me?" I laughed, nipping at his lower lip. "You're the one who can't keep your hands to yourself."
His fingers slipped under my tank top, brushing against my bare skin. "Maybe because you're always walking around half-naked."
"Only in the mornings." I bit back a moan as his hand moved higher, cupping my breast. My nipple hardened instantly under his touch.
Tom's thumb circled my nipple. "God, I love your tits."
I arched into his hand, feeling the heat pooling between my legs.
"Mmm, glad to hear it." I was surprised at how breathless I sounded already. His thumb grazed my nipple, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning. "Keep talking, Tom. Tell me more about my tits."
Tom pulled back just enough to look me in the eye. "I have a presentation prepared, but I'm worried it might be too complex for you. All these big words and diagrams..."
"Well, you are the finance professor." I snaked my arms around his neck, relishing the heat of his skin. "I'm just a simple student."
"Right." His eyes sparkled with amusement. "You might need a hands-on lesson to fully understand the material."
"That's very noble of you." My voice became a little breathless as his thumb continued its slow circles. "Taking time out of your busy schedule to educate me."
Tom's lips curved into a wicked grin. "I'm all about hands-on learning."
In one swift motion, he pulled my tank top over my head, leaving me bare from the waist up. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of my breasts, nipples already hard and eager for his touch.
"Fuck, Sara," he growled, dipping his head to capture one taut peak in his mouth.
I gasped, arching into him as his tongue swirled around my nipple. He sucked hard, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. My hands found his hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands as he lavished attention on first one breast, then the other.
"God, you taste good," he murmured against my skin.
I could feel the wetness between my legs, my body more than ready for him. As if sensing my thoughts, Tom hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and tugged them down, leaving me completely exposed.
He knelt before me, his eyes level with my pussy. I could see the hunger in his gaze, the raw desire that made my heart race. He leaned in, his breath hot against my skin, and then his mouth was on me.
"Oh, fuck!" I cried out, my hips bucking as his tongue found my clit. He sucked gently, his fingers digging into my ass to hold me steady.
"You like that, don't you?" he murmured, looking up at me with a smirk. "You like having my face buried in your pussy."
I could only nod, my breath coming in ragged gasps as he continued to lick and suck, driving me wild with every stroke of his tongue.
Suddenly, he stood, scooping me up into his arms. I squealed in surprise, clinging to his neck as he carried me towards the bedroom.
"What are you doing?" I laughed, kicking my feet playfully.
"Taking you to bed," he growled. "I need to be inside you."
He tossed me onto the mattress, making me bounce. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching as he unbuckled his belt and pushed down his pants and boxers in one smooth motion. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, and I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight.
Tom noticed, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Like what you see?"
"Maybe," I teased, earning me a sharp smack on the ass. I yelped, more from surprise than pain.
"Don't be a brat," he warned, though there was no heat behind his words. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs.
I reached out, wrapping my hand around his cock. He hissed, his eyes fluttering closed as I began to stroke him, my thumb circling the sensitive head.
"Christ, Sara," he groaned, his hips jerking into my touch.
I smirked, enjoying the power I had over him. But Tom wasn't one to give up control so easily. He grabbed my wrist, pinning it above my head as he leaned down to kiss me, hard and demanding.
"Condom," I managed to gasp out between kisses.
Tom reached over to the nightstand, fumbling with the drawer until he found what he was looking for. He tore open the packet with his teeth, sheathing himself quickly.
Then he was back, positioning himself at my entrance. I could feel the head of his cock pressing against me, and I spread my legs wider, inviting him in.
He thrust into me, filling me completely. I moaned, my back arching as I took all of him. He began to move, his hips pistoning against mine, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
"Fuck, you feel good," he grunted, his fingers digging into my hips.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper. He complied, his cock hitting that spot inside me that made me see stars.
"Harder," I demanded, my nails digging into his back. "Fuck me harder, Tom."
He growled, his pace quickening. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with our ragged breaths and desperate moans.
I could feel my orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in my core. Tom's hand slipped between us, his fingers finding my clit. He rubbed in tight circles, matching the rhythm of his thrusts.
"Come on, Sara," he panted, his voice strained. "Come for me."
And I did. My body convulsed, my inner muscles clamping down on his cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. Tom followed soon after, his body tensing as he found his own release.
We collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and sweat-slicked skin. Tom's heart pounded against my chest, matching the erratic rhythm of my own.
"Well," I breathed, a lazy smile spreading across my face. "That was one hell of a morning lesson."
"Just wait until you see what I have planned for the evening session."
I swatted his arm playfully, already looking forward to whatever he had in store. But for now, I was content to lie here, wrapped in his arms, basking in the afterglow of our passion.
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