Miss Bella’s eyes widened for a brief moment, a flicker of nervous excitement crossing her flushed face. She hesitated only a second before slowly sinking to her knees on the carpeted floor of her office. The position put her at eye level with Trevor’s cock—thick, veined, and still slick with her own arousal. It bobbed slightly in front of her, the head flushed dark and glistening.

She licked her lips unconsciously, her gaze darting up to meet his. "I... I haven’t done this in a very long time," she admitted, voice barely above a whisper. Her hands rested tentatively on his thighs, fingers trembling just a little.

Trevor reached down and gently threaded his fingers through her hair, not forcing her, but guiding her closer. "Then take your time," he said, his voice low and reassuring even as heat burned in his eyes. "But I want to feel that pretty mouth wrapped around me. Show me how much you want it."

Miss Bella nodded, her breath coming in soft, warm puffs against his shaft. She leaned in and pressed a shy kiss to the underside of his cock, right where a thick vein pulsed. Then another, higher up, until her lips brushed the sensitive head. Trevor hissed in pleasure, his grip tightening slightly in her hair.

Encouraged by his reaction, she parted her lips and took the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it experimentally. The taste of their combined fluids was salty-sweet and intensely intimate. She hummed softly, the vibration making Trevor groan.

"Fuck... just like that," he murmured, watching her with hooded eyes. "You look so good on your knees for me, Miss Bella."

She grew bolder, taking more of him into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked gently. Her hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, stroking what she couldn’t fit yet. Trevor’s hips twitched forward instinctively, but he held back, letting her set the pace for now.

Miss Bella bobbed her head slowly, learning his shape, her tongue pressing flat against the underside as she took him deeper. When the head bumped the back of her throat, she gagged softly but didn’t pull away. Instead, she pulled back, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock, and looked up at him with watery eyes.

"Am I... doing okay?" she asked, voice hoarse and uncertain, but her hand never stopped stroking him.

Trevor’s thumb brushed over her swollen lower lip, wiping away a trace of saliva. "You’re doing better than okay. You’re perfect. Now relax your throat and take a little more for me."

She nodded and tried again, relaxing as much as she could. This time she managed to take him deeper, her nose brushing against his trimmed pubic hair before she pulled back with a wet gasp. Trevor praised her with a low growl, his free hand stroking her cheek.

"That’s my good girl. Keep going. Use your tongue more."

Miss Bella obeyed, licking and sucking with growing confidence. The wet, obscene sounds of her mouth working him filled the office—slurping, sucking, the occasional soft gag when she pushed her limits. Trevor’s breathing grew heavier, his abs tightening as pleasure coiled tighter in his belly.

He watched every second of it: the way her full breasts swayed with each bob of her head, nipples still hard and pink, the way her thighs pressed together like she was aching between her legs again. One of her hands had slipped between her own thighs without thinking, fingers lightly circling her clit as she sucked him.

Trevor noticed and smirked. "Touching yourself while you suck my cock? Such a needy little thing. Does sucking me turn you on that much?"

She moaned around him in answer, the sound sending vibrations straight through his shaft. Trevor’s hips jerked forward a little harder this time, pushing just a bit deeper into her warm, wet mouth. Miss Bella took it, eyes fluttering shut as she worked him with renewed eagerness.

After several long minutes of her enthusiastic but still slightly inexperienced efforts, Trevor gently tugged her hair to pull her off. A thick string of saliva stretched from her lips to the head of his cock before breaking. Her mouth was shiny, lips puffy and red, and she was panting softly.

"Not yet," he said, voice rough. "I don’t want to come in your mouth this time. Stand up."

Miss Bella rose on shaky legs, her short skirt still bunched around her waist, panties long forgotten on the floor now. Trevor pulled her into a deep, hungry kiss, tasting himself on her tongue. His hands roamed her body—squeezing her ass, palming her breasts, pinching her nipples until she whimpered into his mouth.

He broke the kiss and turned her toward the large window that overlooked the school grounds. It was late enough that the campus was mostly dark and empty, but the thrill of possibly being seen sent a fresh spike of excitement through both of them.

"Bend over the windowsill," he ordered softly, guiding her forward.

Miss Bella placed her hands on the cool glass, arching her back and pushing her ass out toward him. The city lights twinkled in the distance, but all she could focus on was the heat of Trevor’s body behind her and the hard press of his cock against her ass cheek.

He rubbed the thick head up and down her soaked slit, teasing her entrance. "Anyone could look up and see you like this," he whispered against her ear, one hand reaching around to rub her clit. "Your teacher’s pet bent over and dripping, about to get fucked again. Does that turn you on?"

Miss Bella moaned, pressing her forehead to the glass. "Trevor... please... I don’t care who sees. Just fuck me."

He didn’t make her wait any longer. With one smooth thrust, he buried himself inside her again, the new angle letting him sink even deeper. Miss Bella cried out, her breath fogging the window as he started to move—long, powerful strokes that rocked her entire body.

Trevor gripped her hips, pulling her back onto his cock with every thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed again, louder now. He reached around and played with her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers while he fucked her steadily.

"Feel how deep I am?" he growled. "This pussy was made for my cock. So tight, so wet... you’re creaming all over me, baby." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Miss Bella’s moans grew higher and more desperate. "Yes... so deep... I can feel you in my stomach... Trevor, I’m going to come again—"

"Not without permission this time," he said, slowing his thrusts just enough to keep her on the edge. He wanted to draw it out, to make her beg.

She whined in protest, pushing back against him. "Please... I need it. Let me come on your cock. I’ll be good... I promise..."

Trevor leaned over her back, biting her shoulder lightly as he picked up speed again. "Then come for me. Let the whole fucking campus hear how good I’m making you feel."

He slammed into her harder, one hand dropping between her legs to rub her clit fast and firm. Miss Bella’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her whole body shaking as she cried out his name, her pussy spasming around him in powerful contractions.

Trevor fucked her through it, groaning at how tightly she gripped him. Only when her climax started to fade did he pull out again, spinning her around to face him.

He lifted her easily, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pressed her back against the window. The cool glass on her heated skin made her gasp. Trevor lined himself up and thrust back in, holding her up with strong hands under her ass as he fucked her against the glass.

Their faces were inches apart now. He kissed her deeply, swallowing her moans while his hips pistoned up into her. Miss Bella’s arms were around his neck, her breasts bouncing with every powerful thrust.

"Eyes on me," he commanded when they broke for air. "I want to watch you come apart again."

She obeyed, her gaze locked on his as another orgasm built fast. Trevor could feel his own release approaching, the pressure coiling tight at the base of his spine.

"Come with me this time," he rasped, fucking her harder. "I want to fill you up. You want that, don’t you? Want me to come deep inside this needy pussy?"

Miss Bella nodded frantically, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Yes... please, Trevor... fill me... I want to feel you come inside me..."

Miss Bella’s desperate plea shattered whatever restraint Trevor had left. "Yes... please, Trevor... fill me... I want to feel you come inside me..."

He growled deep in his chest, slamming into her harder against the cool window glass. Her legs tightened around his waist as he fucked her with raw, relentless strokes, the wet slap of their bodies echoing in the quiet office. Her breasts bounced heavily with every thrust, nipples brushing his chest.

"Fuck, you’re so tight," he rasped, forehead pressed to hers, eyes locked. "Gonna fill this pretty pussy until you’re dripping with me."

Miss Bella whimpered, her nails digging into his shoulders as another orgasm built fast. "I’m close... come with me... please..."