morning light filters through the blinds, but you’re still hunched over your notes, eyes burning from the all nighter. across the room, dex watches from the bed, sheets pooled around his hips, jaw tight.
"come back to bed," he says for the third time, voice low and coaxing. you shake your head, highlighter squeaking across another page. he sighs, stands, and disappears into the kitchen. minutes later he returns with a plate--eggs, toast, sliced fruit, and sets it beside you.
"eat. then i’m taking care of you."
you manage a few bites before he’s guiding you to bed, peeling off your robe and laying you out on the rumpled sheets. he starts at your mouth, featherlight kisses that turn deeper, his tongue sliding against yours while one hand strokes your hair. when he moves to your neck, the kisses turn sharper. teeth nipping, sucking until bruises bloom.
your hips twitch, thighs pressing together. dex notices. a slow smile curves his lips as his hand slips under the hem of your nightie. no panties. his fingers drag through your slick folds, gathering wetness, circling your clit once before sliding lower.
"fuck, you’re soaked," he murmurs, eyes locked on yours like he’s starving. two fingers push inside, curling, pumping steadily while his thumb works your clit. he tugs the neckline of your nightie down with his free hand, exposing one breast, and latches on. tongue flicking, sucking hard enough to make you arch.
just as your walls start fluttering, he pulls his fingers free with a wet sound. before you can protest, he’s shoving his sweats down, cock springing free, thick and flushed. he drags the head through your folds, coating himself in your arousal, then presses in with a low groan.
he fills you in one smooth thrust, bottoming out, hips flush to yours. the first few rocks are deep and deliberate, letting you feel every inch. then the pace picks up. short, hard snaps that punch the air from your lungs. the room fills with the wet slap of skin with his low grunts and your moans.
"you’re so pretty, miss thing," he pants against your ear. "you deserve this. everything i’ve got is yours."
your orgasm builds fast, walls clenching around him. dex’s rhythm falters, hips stuttering.
"please..let me come inside," he begs, voice cracking. "i need you to know i’m all yours."
you nod, and he buries himself deep, grinding as he spills hot and thick. his mouth finds every inch of skin he can reach. kisses on your cheeks, your throat, your tits, while his cock pulses inside you.
later, when you stumble into the exam room, glasses crooked, and legs shaky, you realize your bag is still on the kitchen counter. dex’s cum is still leaking down your thigh, and all you can think about is how thoroughly he wrecked you before you even picked up a pen.
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