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her hips and dragging them down her legs.  I kneel before her and roughly spread her legs.  “This pussy, this beautiful, pink, wet pussy is mine, Willow.  You’ve wanted me to have it since we met.  And I’ve wanted to take it for almost that long.  Tell me no one else can have it.  Tell me it’s mine.  All mine.”
    I don’t hear her response.  The thought of anyone else touching her makes me crazy. I spread her smooth folds and I lean in to take her with my whole mouth. My lips, my tongue, my face, I devour her. I lick, I flick, I nibble, I suck every smooth centimeter of her moist flesh until her hips are writhing against me. 
    Her legs tighten around me and I know she’s close.  Before she can come, I stand to my feet and drop my pants, sliding my hands under her hips to lift them toward me.  The sight of Willow, my Willow, looking up at me with nothing but desire and passion, spread naked on my desk in the very classroom that has tortured me for so long now, nearly causes me to explode before I can even get inside her.
    She watches me closely, refusing to break eye contact.  She likes that. She likes to watch me when I slide my cock into her.
    I reach between her legs, spreading the lips of her sweet pussy around the head of my shaft, and then I slam into her.  Without mercy, without finesse, without regard to anything but the utter, complete possession of her, I drive my body into hers.
    Her reaction is instantaneous.
    The ripples of her orgasm massage me from my position inside her.  Her mouth widens, her breathing stops and time is suspended for a few scant hearbeats.  Still, she watches me.  Still, I watch her.  
    When she exhales a moan like it was torn from her lungs, I withdraw and rub my fingers over the base of my cock, wetting the tips before I move them over her clit.  When I find the top of the little muscle, I rub it as I thrust into her again.  She arches her back and her legs clench around me. 
    “You like that, don’t you, Willow?  You like for me to play with your pussy while I fuck you, don’t you, baby?”
    I tease her folds, tugging on them and rubbing between them as I pound my body into hers with slow, deep, hard strokes.  When her spasms begin to subside, I reach for her hands, pulling her up against my chest for one last thrust before I lift her off me and set her feet on the ground.
    I kiss her, savoring the flavor of her lips and tongue before I turn her away from me and bend her over the desk.  With my knee, I urge her legs apart and I guide my cock back into her wet heat.  I grip her hips, holding her still and I thrust, sharp and deep.  I tear into her so fucking hard, she flows right into the cusp of her second orgasm, her walls starting to tighten around me like a hot, velvety fist.
    Just before she explodes, I lick my finger and ease it into her ass, penetrating her in both openings until she moans so loudly she sounds like she’s choking.
    “Say my name, Willow.  Say it.”
    “Ebon,” she says, the two syllables rolling off her tongue on a grunt that makes my balls harden into rocks.  But she doesn’t stop there.  For Willow, the lines must be as blurred as they feel to me right now.  She says something that she has said to me many times as Sage.  “Please.  Please, Ebon, please.  Come in me. I want all of you.  Please, Ebon.  Give me all of you.”
    Reaching down, I take one of Willow’s legs and I hike it up until her knee is on the desk, opening her up further for me.  I lean forward, pumping my finger in her ass and my cock in her pussy until her screams are nothing more than a backdrop to the buzzing in my head.  And I come.  My whole body stiffens when I shoot into her.  I arch my back and flex my hips until I’m as deep into her as I can go, until my balls go up inside her a little. 
    “Holy fuck!” I groan, ramming into her one last time.
    After a few seconds, when the world stops spinning, my head is so light that I have