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“What are you doing?”
You jump when you hear Leon’s voice.
You’re so focused on your notes, all scattered across your desk, that you hadn’t even heard the door open. You sigh, glancing at the clock and then watching as Leon drops his keys on the small table by the entrance.
It’s 10PM of a February 13th. Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, and you can’t help cursing yourself and wondering why on earth you decided to pursue a university degree.
You could be having some kind of early celebration, like you always have with Leon, but instead you’re still locking in, studying, just like you’ve been doing all week.
“Are you still studying?” Leon asks, worried. “Why don’t you take a break—?”
“You know this exam is important to me,” you reply with a sigh, turning your gaze back to your highlighted pages.
Leon doesn’t say anything. Instead, he moves behind you and places his hands on your shoulders, starting to massage them.
“I know, but you don’t have to push yourself this hard,” he murmurs. “You need to rest, love. Just for one day… I mean, the exam's tomorrow. You’ve already studied everything. A lot,” he adds.
You close your eyes slightly, letting yourself sink into his touch. You try to hold back the sighs you know are about to turn into moans. You do your best to keep reading, but it’s impossible: your eyes keep fluttering shut, pleasure overtaking you.
“Leon…” you let slip a moan unintentionally, and you can’t help but feel embarrassed. You quickly try to compose yourself. “Let me study, please…”
He lets out a mocking laugh. Of course, he doesn’t give a fuck to what you just said. Instead, he leans down to brush his lips against your neck, starting to suck it gently. You know he’s going to leave marks but, right now, you care very little about that.
You can feel your pussy getting wetter, and you can’t help cursing yourself.
The last thing you needed right now was an early Valentine’s Day celebration.
“Didn’t you want to study?” he whispers near your ear. “Then keep studying. Am I really distracting you that much?”
You let out a frustrated growl.
“I can’t if you’re distracting me this much, you asshole,” you snap, desperate.
“Then let me help you relax,” he says, taking your jaw in his hand. “Tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day, love, and you need to calm down about these exams… Orgasms help with that, you know? How about I give you a few?”
His lips return to your neck, though this time at a slower pace. Your hands grip the arms of the chair tightly, forcing yourself to focus on the highlighted sentences once again.
Your chest rises and falls heavily, your breathing becoming more broken as you beg Leon between shaky sighs to keep going.
“Leon…”
You don’t need to say more than just his name for him to know exactly what to do to make you feel good.
His hands carefully leave your shoulders and slowly slide down your body until they reach your waist, holding you there gently. He moves in to stay in front of you, and that alone makes the little concentration you had left disappear.
He starts playing with your nipples over the fabric of your shirt, making you moan again. Louder.
“I think you don’t really want to study, do you?” he teases with a half-smile. He grabs the chair by the back and drags you closer to him before kneeling down in front of you, starting to caress your thighs.
“Shut up, for God’s sake…” you reply, though you end up laughing, wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him.
Leon keeps kissing you as his hands move down to the waistband of your pants, clumsily unbuttoning them. Instinctively, you lift your hips to help him take them off.
He smiles mischievously when he realizes you aren’t wearing any panties and, instead, your pussy greets him completely exposed and already very wet. He lets out a low groan, sliding his tongue over his lips, ready to devour you.
“Were you trying to give me a heart attack?” he mutters hoarsely as his fingers trail along your thighs.
“I was feeling lazy and didn't want to wear underwear, to be honest. But I have this really pretty burgundy lingerie set saved for Valentine’s Day…”
“Fuck, love… I wish laziness took you over daily.”
Leon slides his hands along your thighs, pulling you closer to him, and then moves them to your ass.
You arch your back when you feel his tongue sliding slowly and torturously along your folds. Your fingers grip the chair arms tightly once more before moving to his hair, urging him to keep eating you out without stopping.
“Fuck, Leon…” you close your legs around him instinctively, making him straighten slightly.
“Let’s take it slow, love… Let me help you relax... I just worry about you...”
He breaks contact with your pussy, lifting his head to look at you, carefully holding your thighs and spreading your legs again.
The fact that he’s doing everything so slowly, clearly taking his time, is what drives you the most crazy.
Just a few minutes ago you were refusing this, but now you needed to come as soon as possible.
Your fingers slide through his hair again when, instead of his mouth, you feel him push one of his fingers inside you, adding a second one closely after.
You cry out his name loudly and clearly, completely caught off guard.
“Leon, love…”
“Yeah?” he asks softly, adding a third finger with deliberate slowness. His lips return to action as well, sucking at your clit while the tip of his tongue moves quickly over it.
Your breathing turns uneven.
“Can you… go a little faster?” you ask, barely able to keep your eyes open. You don’t like that he can see how desperate you are, but you can’t take it anymore. “Please… I really need to...”
Leon raises an eyebrow, gives you an even slower lick, then lifts his head to look at you intently.
“Your wish is my command, love.”
He devours you again, definitely changing the rhythm.
The intensity increases instantly. You grip the chair arms even tighter to keep from losing balance, though soon you switch to holding his head to prevent Leon from breaking contact again.
The way he complements his fingers with his tongue in your entrance, giving special attention to your clit, is making you completely lose your mind.
“Yes, Leon, right there…”
Leon only needs to slide his free hand up to one of your breasts, caress it, and pinch your nipple a couple of times to make you come. Your legs tremble around him from the overwhelming pleasure flooding you.
He keeps overstimulating you while holding your thighs as you continue shaking uncontrollably, watching proudly the way he’s making you feel.
When he finally pulls away, you lower your legs to the floor, trying to compose yourself as quickly as possible.
You notice the way Leon’s chest rises and falls heavily. His hair is completely messy, his forehead covered in sweat, and his lips smeared with your release.
You’re aware that the fabric of his uniform pants makes his erection very obvious: one clearly caused by all of this.
Caused by you.
You decide to don't give a shit anymore about studying and let yourself go.
You stand up quickly and move toward Leon. He’s surprised when you take his face in your hands and press your lips to his in a short, desperate kiss. However, he’s even more surprised when you slide your hands under his shirt, caressing every mark across his toned abdomen.
You tug the hem of his shirt upward, and Leon raises his arms to help you pull it off.
You can’t help biting your lip. Nor can you stop yourself from kissing down Leon’s neck, trailing kisses along his torso until you’re dangerously close to his v-line.
When Leon sees you kneel in front of him and yank his pants down in one swift motion, he can’t help but get a little nervous.
“What are you doing?” he asks, letting out a sigh when you free his cock, fully erect, and start stroking it up and down. “Come on, I don’t want you returning the favor, and especially not today…”
“What if that’s exactly what I want?”
You smile, placing your thumb over the tip of his cock and spreading the pre-cum over it.
“I don’t like leaving debts unpaid… so let me help you too. I know you’ve been pretty stressed at work as well, haven’t you? Doesn't RPD really drive you crazy sometimes, love?”
You don’t give him time to answer.
You lick along his entire length and then take him into your mouth immediately, hollowing your cheeks so you can fit him completely.
Leon grabs your hair into an improvised ponytail instantly. He starts guiding your movements carefully, but he gets so carried away that soon it feels like he’s the one fucking your mouth. You begin to stroke his balls to stimulate him even more, and you feel more than satisfied when you notice his thrusts becoming faster and followed by more pre-cum.
“I think you’d be better off taking your shirt off, love…”
You pull away with a smile and quickly remove it.
Leon stares, mesmerized by your breasts and how they move when you take his cock back into your mouth, devouring him even more eagerly and faster this time.
Now you’re the one in control. Now you know Leon’s orgasm is getting closer and closer. You try to take him as deep as you can. Your boyfriend is completely absorbed in you, how tears gather in your eyes and how saliva slips from your mouth.
That only pushes him closer to the edge.
“Can I…?”
He doesn’t need to finish the sentence.
You slide Leon’s cock out of your mouth and guide it between your breasts without hesitation. You know it’s exactly what he likes, so you cup them with your hands and move them quickly, jerking him off as fast as your already tired body allows.
“Fuck, God, yes… That's it...”
Within seconds, Leon comes all over your chest, letting out a guttural groan followed by several praises about how good you make him feel. As always.
You can’t help smiling when you see him throw his head back, surrendering to the pleasure that's consuming him.
When he finishes, he grabs you by the waist and lifts you up. Leon places his hands on your ass, and instinctively you wrap your legs around his waist.
“I think your break time is officially over,” he tells you, pressing a kiss to your forehead and then to your lips. “You really want to go back to keep studying? Or would you rather us doing something else?”
“What do you want to do?”
Leon falls back onto the bed, still holding you. He lies down, and you reposition yourself on his lap, running your hands over his chest.
“I want to ride you,” you tell him, starting to grind against his cock, which seems to be getting hard again at an impressive speed. “But I want you to fuck me hard and rough. Think you can help me with that, love?”
“I can help you with anything you ask me for, love. After all, it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow, right? What better day to give my girlfriend whatever she wants?”
Leon grips your waist as you take his cock and position it at your entrance. To your surprise, he starts thrusting up into you before you can even lower yourself onto him.
“Fuck, Leon!” you cry out in surprise, which only makes him increase the speed of his thrusts.
You both start moving faster and faster. The only sounds in the room are your bodies colliding and your moans praising each other and asking for more, for him to keep going.
Leon’s hands move from your waist to your tits, squeezing them firmly. You curl your toes and lean back, closing your eyes from the sheer pleasure flooding you.
The moment Leon brings one of his hands clumsily to your clit, you know you’re completely doomed.
“Yeah, love… Just keep going… Just like that… You're making me feel so good... Always so good and so ready for me...”
Leon sits up slightly without stopping his thrusts. You place your hands on his shoulders, gripping tightly as you try to steady yourself. He slips two of his fingers into your mouth, which you suck eagerly before he moves them back to your nipples, pinching and squeezing them.
You feel a wave of pleasure building low in your stomach. Leon feels your pussy tightening around him, and that’s more than enough to know you’re close. He is too, of course. You drive him completely insane.
“Fuck, love… it feels amazing…” he says, gripping your waist and guiding your movements, making you go faster while he thrusts even deeper. “I'm almost there…” he murmurs against your skin.
Your second orgasm of the night hits you hard. Pleasure spreads through your entire body, and even more when you feel Leon come just seconds after you, filling you up with a deep groan, and giving a couple more thrusts before going completely still, breathing heavily.
You look at each other without saying a word, and you smile before leaning down to kiss him, eventually collapsing exhausted onto his chest.
You stay together, saying nothing beyond what your touches seem to express; the way your hands, your legs, can’t leave each other says everything.
“Thanks for distracting me…” you murmur, placing a kiss on his shoulder. “Honestly… I needed a distraction like this even if I told you otherwise. Tomorrow, when I review before going to university to take the text, I’ll panic all over again.”
He laughs softly and kisses your forehead.
“If you want, before I take you to the exam I can make you come again so you can de-stress, you know,” he suggests, and honestly, it doesn’t sound bad at all. “And once you’re done with the damn exam, we’ll celebrate Valentine’s Day properly.”