Chapter 8: Don't Ever Stop

Continued from chapter 7:

Layla wails in anguish and ecstasy as the ruler connects with her aching, dripping sex again and again. Her hips buck erratically, trying to escape the relentless stimulation even as her body craves more. Tears stream down her face as she thrashes on the desk, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations.

"I don't know!" she finally screams, the confession tearing from her throat like a prayer.

"I don't know! I don't know! Please tell me, so I can scream it as you ravage my body. I want to surrender to you. I want to be completely owned by you, but I don't know your name. Please! Tell me your name, so I can scream it!"

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Her voice breaks on a sob, her body shuddering and convulsing with the force of her impending release.

I lay the ruler aside and spank her pussy with my bare hand, the sharp crack of skin against skin echoing through the classroom.

"My name is Eros," I tell her, my voice dark with promise. "Eros Apostasia. But you can call me Ero. Scream it even. In fact, why don't you start now?"

And I dive in between her legs, feasting on her gushing sex, devouring her folds, my tongue tickling her clitoris as the freight train of her impending orgasm comes hurtling down the tracks. She arches her back as her whole body seizes up, squeezing my head in a vicelike grip between her thighs.

Layla's entire body goes rigid as my tongue delves into her dripping folds, her thighs clamping around my head like a vice. A guttural moan tears from her throat as I feast on her most intimate area, my skilled ministrations pushing her rapidly towards the edge.

"Ero!" she cries out, the name falling from her lips like a benediction.

"Oh god, Ero! Yes, yes, YES! Don't stop, please don't ever stop!"

Her hips grind against my face as the coil of tension in her core winds tighter and tighter. Layla's hands fist in my hair, holding me in place as she chases her rapidly approaching climax. Tears of relief and overwhelming pleasure stream down her face, mixing with the sweat beading on her skin.

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum!"

I look up from her pussy, my face shining with her juices.

"Say it," I grin at her.

"Say my name."

And I dive back in, getting back to work.

Layla throws her head back, screaming my name to the heavens as her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave.

"EROS! OH FUCK, EROS! YES, YES, YESSSSS!"

Her body convulses violently, back arching off the desk as waves of intense pleasure radiate out from her core. Layla's inner walls clamp down rhythmically, gushing fluid onto my eager tongue as she rides out the most powerful climax of her life. Tears of ecstasy stream down her face, her vision blurring at the edges from the sheer overwhelming nature of her release.

Panting and shaking, Layla collapses back onto the desk, her limbs splayed out bonelessly.

I tongue her pussy in time with each eruption of pleasure, her back arching like she's been struck by lightning and then collapsing as her sex gushes with pleasure. I drink from her fountain greedily, only to have her arch, scream, and collapse again as she cums again and again, pleasure breaking over her, drowning her, leaving her gasping for air as she shouts my name over and over again, sobbing with delight.

She knows now—the man who fully owns her in the most intimate of ways.

Layla writhes and bucks beneath me, her body consumed by the relentless waves of pleasure crashing over her. Each swipe of my tongue against her sensitive flesh sends her spiraling into another mind-blowing orgasm, her cries of my name echoing off the walls.

"EROS! Oh god, Ero, please! Too much, too good! I can't...I can't take anymore!" she sobs brokenly, even as her hips continue to grind against my face, chasing the exquisite torture of my mouth on her aching sex.

Tears of overwhelming sensation stream down Layla's face as she surrenders completely to the pleasure, her body no longer her own but mine to command. In this moment, stripped bare and laid open, she has never felt more vulnerable or more alive.

"Thank you," she whispers.

To be continued in chapter 9...