D~ ♡Finish what you started.

The door to Ryan’s room slammed shut behind us, and he had me pinned against it before I could catch my breath.

His mouth claimed mine in a bruising kiss, all teeth and hunger.

My skirt was still bunched around my waist, my pussy throbbing from the interrupted fuck on the balcony.

“Fuck, Ella,” he growled against my lips. “That was too close. But feeling you clench around me while we almost got caught… I’ve never been harder.”

His hand slid between my legs, fingers plunging into my soaked folds, spreading the mess of my arousal. I moaned loudly, not caring if the walls were thin.

“Ryan… finish what you started. Please.”

He spun me around, bending me over his bed just like before. No teasing this time.

He shoved his shorts down and slammed into me in one brutal thrust, burying his thick cock to the hilt. I cried out at the sudden stretch, my walls fluttering around him.

He fucked me hard and fast, the wet slap of skin echoing in the small room. One hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back while the other smacked my ass sharply.

“You like the risk, don’t you?” he panted, pounding deeper. “My dirty little slut, dripping on the balcony for anyone to see.”

“Yes..fuck, yes!” The dirty words sent fresh heat spiraling through me. I pushed back against him, meeting every savage stroke.

The angle had his cock dragging perfectly against my G-spot. My third orgasm of the morning crashed over me without warning, my pussy squeezing him like a vice as I shook and moaned his name.

Ryan didn’t slow down. He pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and hooked my legs over his shoulders. The new position let him go even deeper, his heavy balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. Sweat glistened on his chest. His eyes were dark, locked on where we were joined.

“Look at that pretty pussy taking every inch,” he groaned. “So fucking tight. I could live inside you.”

He reached down and rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. Another climax built fast. This time when I came, he followed, thrusting deep and flooding me with hot, thick ropes of cum.

We stayed locked together, panting, his cock twitching inside me as he softened.

But Ryan wasn’t done. Not even close.

After a few minutes, he pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak from my used hole with a satisfied smirk.

“Shower. Now. I want to clean you up… then get you filthy again.”

We stumbled into his tiny bathroom, laughing breathlessly as clothes flew off.

The warm water cascaded over us. Ryan soaped my body reverently at first, hands gliding over my breasts, pinching my nipples until I whimpered.

Then he dropped to his knees under the spray, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder and devouring my cum-filled pussy.

The combination of his tongue and the water made me see stars. I came again, gripping the shower rod for support.

When I could stand, I returned the favor—sinking to my knees and taking his reviving cock into my mouth.

I sucked him eagerly, tasting both of us, hollowing my cheeks and working my tongue along the thick vein underneath.

Ryan’s groans filled the steamy space as he fucked my throat gently.

“Fuck, Ella… your mouth is dangerous.”

He pulled me up, turned me to face the tiles, and entered me from behind again. Slow this time, deep grinding strokes while his fingers played with my clit.

The water made everything slicker, hotter. We cummed together like that, my moans muffled against my arm.

By the time we dried off and collapsed back on his bed, naked and glowing, it was late afternoon. My body ached deliciously, but the fire between us hadn’t dimmed.

Ryan traced lazy circles on my thigh. “You know what I’ve been thinking about since our texts?”

I turned to face him, propping my head on my hand. “Tell me.”

He grinned, a little wicked. “I want to take you somewhere riskier. The old abandoned lecture hall behind the hostel. It’s empty at night, but people still walk past the windows sometimes.

We could fuck right on the professor’s desk… or against the glass.”

The idea sent a fresh gush of wetness between my legs. “Tonight?”

“Tonight.” His hand slid up to cup my breast, thumb brushing my nipple. “But first… I want to try something here.”

He reached into his drawer and pulled out a thin silk tie and a small bottle of lube. My eyes widened with excitement.

“Hands above your head, pretty.”

I obeyed, letting him tie my wrists loosely to the headboard. The silk was soft but firm. Being restrained by him made my pulse race. Ryan kissed down my body slowly..neck, breasts, stomach until he reached my core.

He ate me out again with torturous patience, bringing me to the edge over and over without letting me cum until I was begging, hips bucking desperately.

Only then did he untie me, flip me onto all fours, and slide back inside. This round was possessive, almost primal.

He fucked me like he owned me, one hand wrapped around my throat lightly, the other rubbing my clit. I came so hard I saw white, squirting a little for the first time in my life. Ryan followed right after, growling my name as he filled me again.

We rested, ordered food, and talked dirty about all the things we wanted to try..roleplay, light spanking, maybe even inviting a toy next time. By 10 p.m., the campus was quiet enough.

We dressed minimally, me in a short dress with nothing underneath, him in sweats and snuck out to the abandoned lecture hall.

The building was dark, but moonlight filtered through the big windows. Ryan lifted me onto the old wooden desk at the front, spreading my legs wide.

“Anyone walking by could look in and see me ruining this pussy,” he whispered, sinking into me with one smooth thrust.

I wrapped my legs around him, nails digging into his back as he fucked me right there in the open classroom. The thrill of possible discovery made everything more intense.

He pounded me relentlessly, the desk creaking beneath us. I came twice before he pulled out and painted my tits and stomach with his cum.

We cleaned up quickly, giggling like criminals as we snuck back to the hostel, already planning the next risky spot.

This thing between us was addictive..raw, filthy, and getting hotter every time. I had no idea where it would lead, but I couldn’t wait to find out.