Commanding Her

Leila

“Oh god,” I moaned, the sound more of a keening as my body wept over his fingers.

He pulled his fingers out, pushed his underwear down, and spun me around. I leaned against the wall, my cheek pressed against the surface as I gasped for air. My body was still vibrating, shaking and trembling as the last vestiges of the orgasm slowly rained over me.

His hand moved to my thigh, spreading my legs before grabbing my hip and jerking me backwards. The gentle man I had known had vanished. In his place was the hard and aggressive man behind me, spreading me wide and bending me over in the secret room of my school library.

His cock brushed over my inner thighs as he rubbed himself over me. I turned to look over my shoulder, watching as he guided himself to my opening. He gently pushed the tip in. He was much larger than the two fingers that had been inside me.

I wiggled my hips a little, adjusting myself to better accommodate him. He pushed in a little more. I felt my body stretching, ope