sierra
“You’re not wearing any?” Steven repeated gruffly.
“I wanted to … surprise you,” I said, completely embarrassed.
Before I had left my house, my stupid self had thought it would be sexy. Now, I was just—
“You’re not wearing any underwear because of me?” he asked.
Voice hard. Angry. Furious almost.
I dropped my gaze. “I’m sorry. I-I overstepped. P-please don’t be angr—”
“Fucking hell, Sierra,” he growled into my ear, pressing his throbbing hard cock against my stomach and shutting me up. With his suit pants tight around the crotch, he cupped my chin in his hand and forced me to look up at him. “You can’t say that to me in public.”
My eyes widened from how hard he was without me even having to undress. All I had told him was that I hadn’t worn any panties because I wanted to surprise him, and he felt huge. Like he was throbbing against me.
The elevator doors opened on the main floor once more, and I realized that we had never pressed the button for his floor. A group of people shuffled onto the elevator, and Steven gently nudged me.
“To the back.”
After maneuvering between people, I stepped into the center of the back of the elevator as Steven slipped behind me and tucked the ice cream under his arm. I sucked in a sharp breath, wanting him to reach around and pinch my nipples between his fingers. They were so hard and aching.
When the doors closed, Steven placed one of his hands on my hips and dipped the other underneath my skirt from behind. I pressed my thighs together and sucked in a sharp breath, warmth exploding through my core.
He trailed his fingers up the curve of my ass, and I bit back a whimper. What was he doing?! We were in a cramped elevator with about fifteen other people around us. But if I whispered anything to him, everyone else would hear.
Before I could say anything, I pulled the back of my skirt up further and pressed my backside against him, his bulge nestled between my cheeks. Another wave of heat rushed to my pussy. I gently ground against him to tease him on the way up to his penthouse.
I could only imagine what he’d do to me when we reached his place. I’d bet he—
Steven shuffled behind me, pulled down his zipper, and pushed the head of his cock between my thighs, gliding it against my desperate pussy. I sucked in another breath and nervously glanced around the elevator.
Hoping to God that nobody looked over at us.
This elevator doors opened on the second floor.
He wrapped a hand around the front of my throat, dipped his head to brush his lips against my ear, and whispered, “Keep quiet, love, or else everyone will know that you’re getting your pretty pussy pounded by a man twice your age.”
A small whimper left my mouth, and I clenched.
Holy f—
After placing his free hand on my lower back to arch it slightly, he positioned himself at my entrance. I furrowed my brow, heart pounding in anticipation and pussy drooling all over his swollen head.
As the elevator doors closed, he pushed into me. I tightened around him and bit my bottom lip so I wouldn’t whimper in front of everyone. But he was so big, stretching me out, and I couldn’t get past the fact that we were doing this in public.
Right on an elevator.
With people around us.
Seizing my hips, he pushed his dick deeper into my cunt until my pussy lips were pressed against the front of his suit pants, completely ruining them with my juices. I balled my hands into fists, my nails sinking into my palms.
“I love the way your pretty cunt wraps around me,” he murmured into my ear.
I clenched even tighter. And while I worried that others would see us, the thought sorta, kinda turned me on. It reminded me of class almost, and I wanted … for it to happen elsewhere.
Like at Radiant.
The elevator doors opened on the fifth floor, and a couple stepped out.
Steven took advantage of any noise or shuffling around, shoving himself faster into my sopping pussy. I squeezed my eyes closed and listened to the wet noises drifting through the quiet elevator. He reached around my torso and pinched my nipple.
A whimper left my mouth, and I stared down at the ground … or more like at his fingers on my breast, kneading and teasing my body through my clothes. He did it without any shame and as if he didn’t care if anyone saw us.
When he took my nipple and tugged, the elevator dinged, and four people got off.
Once he started thrusting into me at a quicker pace, he slapped a hand over my mouth because I couldn’t hold the cries back. One hand on my mouth, the other on my tit, he pounded into me quickly but as discreetly as he could.
But as soon as the last person stepped out of the elevator and the doors shut, Steven bent me at the hip, seized my hips tighter, and began thrusting into my pussy without mercy. I stumbled forward slightly, placing my hands on the doors and throwing my head back.
“S-Steven, th-the cameras.”
“I have enough money to buy this building, Sierra. Don’t worry about the cameras.”
My pussy tightened around him, and I moaned.
When the elevator doors opened one more time, I threw my head back and screamed out in pleasure. We were at my professor’s penthouse in one of the most beautiful buildings in Pittsburgh.
After grabbing a fistful of my hair, he tugged and continued to thrust. “Beg for my cum.”
“Please, give me your cum!” I cried, pussy pulsing around him.
“Louder, Sierra.”
“Please, give me your cum, Sir!” I begged. “Fill my tight pussy up with you—”
He slammed into me one last time and grunted heavily into my ear, “Fuck, I want to breed you so badly.”
Heat coursed through my body, and I tipped over the edge again just from his words. Nobody had ever said that to me before. It sounded so dirty, so wrong, so filthy. Yet I couldn’t stop myself from the eye-rolling, toe-curling orgasm that ripped through my body.
Instead of stopping like I thought he would, he pounded a few more times deep into my hole.
“Do you like the thought of having my cum dripping out of your little cunt every single morning when you wake up, before bed, while you’re attending class?”
“Yes,” I cried, legs trembling.
At this point, the only thing holding me up was his grip on my hair and on my breast.
And when he finally stilled, he pushed his cock even deeper. “Good girl.”
The elevator doors began closing, but Steven pulled out of me and pressed the Open Door button to stop them. I collapsed onto the elevator ground, breathing heavily and closing my eyes. He picked me up and walked into his apartment.
“Th-thank you for the p-punishment, Sir,” I murmured.
While I still didn’t know the correct thing to say to someone experienced, I’d said what felt right and what I thought someone would say after receiving the best punishment in their entire adult life.
“Punishment?” He chuckled darkly. “Oh, love, you haven’t seen punishment from me. That was merely because I couldn’t control myself around you, especially when you showed up here for me. You’ll get punished for not wearing any panties in class on Monday.”