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“Bohdi.”
“When we’re in the classroom, it’s ‘Sir,’ Brayden.”
“Fuck,” Brayden moans. “Sir, spit isn’t going to be enough.”
I laugh. “It’s gonna have to be.”
Slowly, I push in and pull out, adding more spit. I do this two or three times, adding more each time until my mouth becomes dry. I bring my hand around to the front of a trembling Brayden.
“Spit.” I cup my hand out in front of him as he spits in my hands. I slather my dick with it and then I slide myself in. Brayden’s throaty moan sends shivers down my spine.
“Shit, sir,” Brayden moans through gasps.
“I know you can take it, baby. Let me stretch this tight little hole.”
Brayden’s hands claw the desk as I push myself in, watching the saliva collect in my pubes.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I slowly rotate my hips inside him, which has him trembling and his legs kicking out as I swipe over his prostate.
“Ohmyfuckinggosh.”
I get my camera open and move in and out of him slowly. The flash goes off multiple times as I take more pictures.
“What are you doing?” Brayden rasps.
“Now I have some pictures that I can send you when you think about talking to another guy when I’m not there. Call them little reminders of who owns every single inch of you.”
I lean over Brayden, pushing myself in deeper as he chokes on the air, struggling to inhale. “Breathe, Brayden.” I place a gentle kiss along the shell of his ear, just the way he likes it. His arms scatter in goosebumps and moans filter through his lips.
“See?” I bring my phone up in front of him, his hazy eyes meet the screen. Licking his earlobe and biting it between my teeth, he gasps, his eyes not moving from the screen as I slide along each picture, I took of me sliding in inch by inch.
“Be sure to remember how fucking perfect we look connected, Brayden.” Slamming the phone down on the desk, I stand up, snapping my hips into his tight ass. His loud moans, which I love, echo through the hall as I get faster.
“Sir, fuck. Fuck. Yes, I want it. Give it to me, please.” My spine tingles and my balls become heavy.
“Shit.” I pull out.
“Turn around,” I snap to Brayden who stands on wobbly legs as he turns and I push him down on the desk. His legs coming up and wrapping around my waist as I pump my dick with my hand. I push his sweater up and paint his bare abs with my cum. Brayden lies there moaning with every squirt and my release must bring on his release as he tenses, his hands clawing my arms as his dick pulses with mine.
“The prettiest canvas I’ve ever seen,” I pant as I stare down at mine and Brayden’s cum mixed on his abs. I don’t know what primal beast takes over me, but I lean down, trailing my tongue over his abs, collecting our mixed cum in my mouth as I lean over Brayden, kissing him and pushing my tongue into his mouth.
“Be sure to remember how fucking amazing we taste together, too.” I smile.
“I won’t be forgetting that anytime soon,” Bray pants as he licks his lips. Glancing down at his abs. I whip my shirt off, knowing I have a spare one in the draw, and wipe away our cum.
“I won’t lie. I was kinda tempted to make you walk around with us drying on you all day. But the thought of anyone smelling you makes me feel quite sick, so it’s best we remove this.”
Brayden shakes his head, laughter dancing in his eyes. “You’ve officially lost it,” he teases, leaning up as I finish and pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. “But I wouldn’t have you any other way.” His smile warms me, and as he leans back, his gaze lands on my chest. His hand brushes up, tracing my most recent tattoo.
“I’ve never paid enough attention to your tattoos up close, but this one is beautiful,” Brayden says. I glance down as his fingers brush over the large lion portrait inked on my chest. “The eyes are so blue.” He looks back up at me. “Does it mean anything?”
I nod, smiling. “Yeah, it’s for Jace.” Brayden smiles. “Jace was a strong character. He held everyone’s attention when he walked into a room, but not in a cocky way, just in a way that everyone loved him. He oozed power and loyalty. He reminds me he’s always there, carrying me through everything. He’s my courage to confront agony, pain, danger, anything that comes my way. He’s my strength in pain and grief. Just like you are.” I smile, pressing a kiss to Brayden’s lips.
“That’s beautiful.”
I place a gentle kiss on his head and step back so he can clean the rest of him and sort himself out. I tuck my dick in, putting my blazer on and take a deep breath.
“Well, at least you’re leaving with a bang.” Brayden smirks, and I already know what’s coming. “Quite literally.”
