English is Fun (Demonte) M-rated!

[Gia Alpert]

Gia stood outside Demonte's classroom. The door, unfortunately, was locked. She knew she should wait for him to get there and unlock it, but she was too impatient for that. Looking up and down the hall, she made sure the coast was clear before kneeling down and working on the lock with her hair pin and ID.

"Yes," she cheered quietly as she heard a click. She entered the room and closed the door behind her. She didn't know how long it would take him to follow her, so she set about securing the room, quickly closing the blinds on the windows and door. Satisfied, she sat on his desk and waited anxiously.

[William Demonte]

The hallways were completely deserted as they were expected to be on a Saturday. It was so quiet, the only sound was his fast footsteps echoing off the walls. Soon enough he rounded the corner down the hallway of his classroom. She wasn't waiting outside.

Slowing down at the door, he sighed aggrivated. She was either somewhere else, or leading him on. It was then that he looked up to see her already in the classroom sitting on his desk. He smiled to himself, though curious as to how she let herself in. He scanned his ID to unlock the door and slid himself in.

"Hey," he said breathily as he walked towards her.

[Gia Alpert]

"Hey," she replied with a smile. As soon as he was close enough, she grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him closer, making him stand between her thighs. "So," she began slowly, picking at his shirt, "You have me, all alone, in your empty classroom, with the entire school standing outside, and really no chance of getting caught." While she had been speaking, her hand slowly made its way down to his belt. "What do you want to do?" she asked as she unbuckled his belt. Smiling coyly, she looked up at him through her lashes.

[William Demonte]

Mr. Demonte let out a surpised yet quiet moan as Gia pulled him towards her. He bit his lip anxiously, feeling her hands travel down to his belt.

"What do you want to do?" she asked while unbuckling his belt. He knew very well what he wanted to do, and the fact that no one knew they were in there drove his desire.

"You," he said simply as he pushed his hips against hers. One hand rested on the desk while the other grabbed her bum and pulled her closer into him. "That is why I followed you in here," Mr. Demonte added bringing his face to her neck and kissing seductively. The hand that had been leaning on the desk slid its way up her side and to her chest to massage her breast through her shirt.

[Gia Alpert]

All the left over passion and frustration from that night in her apartment came back so easily. Gia wrapped her legs high on his waist and pulled him tight against her. While he massaged her breast and kissed her neck -- damn weak spot -- she started pulling his shirt out of his pants.

"Right here, on your desk?" she said breathlessly, chuckling lowly in her throat. "This is a new one for me. Not for you though, I'd bet my job on it," she finished huskily in between pressing a trail of kisses from his collar to his ear. When she finished speaking, she began to bit and suck on his ear lobe. If she remembered correctly, he had like that.

[William Demonte]

"Right here, on your desk?" she asked after she pulled him close.

"Mhm," Mr. Demonte breathed. His mind wandered back to the last time they were together, and was so glad she wanted a second go.

"This is a new one for me. Not for you though, I'd bet my job on it," she continued as she kissed her way up to his ear and then sucked gently. He felt his knees buckle as he let out a gasp.

"Well," he chuckled deep from his chest. "You're right. Though hopefully I can make it memorable for you." Mr. Demonte's hands darted to the bottom hem of her shirt and began to lift it over her head. His hands ran over her bare stomach as he moved his mouth to kiss her lips fiercely.

[Gia Alpert]

"First time on a desk, Professor. This'll be memorable no matter what," she replied with a smile.

Her shirt was soon on the floor and she made quick work of his own before his lips ravaged hers. Her tongue battled with his, trying to be the dominant one but sadly failing. Not that she cared; she could take control later. Raking her fingers through his hair, she suddenly cursed herself for wearing the hiking boots. It looked like they would have to have round two partially clothed. Damn!

[William Demonte]

Mr. Demonte smiled into her lips. He was one who liked to give memorable experiences. Once she removed his shirt his hands snaked around to behind her back squeezing her into him.

"Mmm, Gia,"he sighed. He could barely contain his lust for her. His fingers danced along the hem of her shorts on her thigh, slowly making their way underneath to play with her pantie line. His tongue swirled within her mouth then licked along her bottom lip before nipping it softly with his teeth. His hips were grinding into her while his other hand tweaked at her nipple causing it to harden from his touch. And that wasn't the only thing that was hard... Mr. Demonte was finding it difficult to keep himself in control. The finger that was tracing along her pantie line finally slipped under the elastic tracing it along her entrance teasingly.

[Gia Alpert]

Gia gasped into his mouth, arching closer as he teased her wet core. "Do you enjoy teasing me so much?" she groaned, writing against him. "Two can play that game." Reaching between the, she unbuttoned his pants and reached inside. If he wanted to tease, she could do that. She ran a lone finger from tip to base, light circling his balls. Gia never allowed more than one finger to touch him. Smirking against his lips, she continued this pattern, all the while locking her ankles together around his back.

[William Demonte]

"Do you enjoy teasing me so much?"

"Just a little," he answered with a sly smile breaking the kiss for a moment.

"Two can play that game."

Before Mr. Demonte could take back control of the situation, Gia had her hand in his pants stroking and teasing him. He let out a low moan, squeezing her thigh. His hips jerked into her impatiently needing more of her. His hands fiddled with the button of her shorts and yanked them off along with her underwear. Slapping her hand from his pants he started working on his own button letting his jeans and boxers fall to the floor. He stared at her determinedly as he moved in close again, hitching both of her legs around his waist. He was ready to get to the main event; not to mention that they were on a schedule...

[Gia Alpert]

Gia couldn't help but smile proudly, knowing she could make him moan. She'd never been able to do that before; it was nice having that kind of power. She even laughed a little at his impatience. "It's not nice to be teased, is it?" she mocked.

His response was to rip off her shorts and underwear. His hands soon slapped hers away from him so he could drop his own bottoms. She had to admit, she liked the sudden rough style. The way he stared at her, moved in closer, it scared her a little, made her heart jump, but that only heightened her excitement.

When he moved her legs back around his waist again, she locked her ankles again. "Don't even think about being gentle," she told him. She tightly gripped his shoulder and pulled him against her with her legs, feeling his tip against her.

[William Demonte]

"Don't even think about being gentle,"she ordered.

Mr. Demonte immediately plunged inside of her. Both of his hands gripped her ass as he pounded into her roughly, just like she had told him. He bit his lip in concentration as he stared down at what he was doing to her. He had to let one of his hands let go and brace himself on the desk from the intensity that he was thrusting into her. Glancing back up at her face, he watched to be sure she was enjoying herself and smirked. "Goddamn, you're so fucking sexy," he said with a raspy voice between breaths.

[Gia Alpert]

Gia practically screamed and squeezed his shoulders even tighter. She wasn't sure but she thought she drew some blood. When he braced himself on the desk, she leaned back, one hand gripping the edge of the desk. The new angle actually made him go even deeper inside her, an unexpected surprise. Moaning as loud as she wanted, she moved her hips in time with his. Christ, the man was an even better lover sober!

"Goddamn, you're so fucking sexy," he said with a raspy voice between breaths, with that damned sexy smirk.

"You're not so bad yourself," she panted. She tossed her head back and moaned, "Oh, God! You're incredible! Don't stop!" she demanded breathlessly.

[William Demonte]

Mr. Demonte felt her nails clawing into his back and felt not pain, but intense pleasure. He moaned again, loudly as he quickened his pace. As Gia bent herself backwards his hand traveled to between her legs and rubbed her clit in time with his thrusts.

"You're not so bad yourself," she panted. He smirked at her but was distracted when she tossed her head back and moaned, "Oh, God! You're incredible! Don't stop!" Which caused a low moan to grumble within him as he thrusted harder. He could feel his stomach tightening as he was getting closer to the brink. He leaned his body down, hovering above her now. His lips kissed and sucked at her nipple as his finger continued to work her down below.

[Gia Alpert]

It really wasn't fair that the man above her was so good. It really wasn't. He was thrusting so hard, it felt as if she would break in two. Not an unfamiliar feeling, but Demonte always seemed to make her reach new heights. It really wasn't fair that he was so talented. Not at all.

His lips on her breats, his finger on her clit, the low moan in his chest -- it was almost perfection. Almost. Moaning, feeling the heat coil in the pit of her stomach, she knew she was close. And, if by how hard he was pounding her into his desk was any indication, he was close, too. Gia moaned as she came, her legs tight around his waist and dragging her fingers through his hair.