The nurse’s office was supposed to close at four.
It was almost five.
The halls outside were empty. The soft hum of the air conditioner filled the silence. I sat on her desk, legs spread, watching Reina pace with her white coat off and blouse clinging to her in the afternoon heat.
She was avoiding my eyes. Again.
: "You kept after hours for a reason."
Reina: "I told you to go ho."
: "And I told you I’m not leaving until I get an answer."
She stopped. Her hands trembled slightly where they rested on the desk.
Reina: "You can’t just walk in here, kiss , and... and..."
: "Make you want more?"
Her eyes flicked to mine, heat sparking under the hesitation.
"You’re too young."
"Your mouth didn’t say that the other day."
Her breath caught.
I pushed off the desk, closing the space between us. My fingers brushed her waist, light, testing. She didn’t move away.
"You’ve been running from this. From us. But the truth is..."
My mouth was near her ear now.
"...you like the way I take control."
Her knees bent as if the strength left them. My hands cupped her ass through her skirt, pulling her against . She gasped, her palms pressing against my chest but not pushing, just feeling.
Reina: "Renji..."
: "Say it."
Reina: "...I want you."
That was all I needed.
I kissed her hard, swallowing her moan as I backed her into the wall. Her hands clawed at my blazer, tugging until it fell to the floor. My tongue slid against hers, slow at first, then deeper, tasting the pent-up hunger she’d been holding in.
Her skirt bunched in my fists, sliding up her thighs. The soft heat between her legs pressed to my hardness, and she whimpered when I ground against her.
Reina: "Lock the door."
It was already locked.
I turned her, pressing her hands to the wall. My mouth traced the back of her neck, biting lightly until she shivered. Her blouse ca open under my fingers, one button at a ti, revealing the lace beneath.
: "You dressed like this for work?"
Reina (breathless): "Not for work."
The lace bra ca down, freeing her tits into my hands. Full, warm, perfect. My thumbs teased her nipples until she bit her lip to keep quiet.
: "No one can hear you. Let ."
I dropped to my knees, pulling her skirt up around her waist and sliding her panties down her legs. The scent of her arousal hit —sweet, intoxicating. My hands spread her thighs as I leaned in, tongue parting her folds.
Her gasp was sharp, her hips jerking as my tongue traced slow, deliberate circles over her clit. I looked up—her head was tipped back, one hand clamped over her mouth.
: "Move your hand. I want to hear you."
She obeyed, and the first unrestrained moan rolled out of her like music. I worked her deeper, my tongue dipping inside, then returning to her clit in a rhythm that made her knees tremble.
Reina: "Renji—oh fuck—don’t stop—"
I didn’t.
Her thighs shook harder, and I felt the tension coiling in her body. I slid two fingers into her, curling them just right, and her moans turned into sharp cries.
Reina: "I’m—God, I’m coming—!"
She ca against my mouth, thighs clamping around my head as she convulsed. I rode her through it, tasting every drop of her release before pulling back and standing.
Her lips were wet, her breath ragged, her legs barely holding her up.
(grinning): "Not done."
I unzipped and freed my cock, guiding it to her soaked entrance. The heat swallowed in one slow push, and she cried out again, nails raking down my arms.
I fucked her against the wall, hips snapping forward with deep, asured thrusts that made her tits bounce in my hands. Her tightness gripped like she never wanted to let go.
Reina: "Harder—God—fuck harder—!"
I obliged, slamming into her until her cries echoed in the empty room. Her second orgasm hit quick, clenching around so tight I had to grit my teeth to hold back.
Her face was flushed, hair falling from its bun, lips parted in pure want.
: "Where do you want it?"
She t my eyes—hesitating only for a second—before whispering:
Reina: "Inside."
That was it.
I thrust deep, groaning as I filled her, her pussy milking every pulse until I was spent. We stayed there, breathing hard, my cock still inside her, her back pressed to my chest.
When I finally pulled out, she smoothed her skirt, still trembling.
Reina: "I’m so fucked."
: "Yeah. You are."
She laughed breathlessly, shaking her head.
Reina: "You’re trouble."
: "You’re mine."
She didn’t deny it.
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