Oneshots.

Ella stepped inside Professor Leo's office, the soft click of the door closing behind her echoing in the quiet space.

She smiled shyly, her dark eyes meeting his for a fleeting moment before dropping to the floor. Her outfit was deliberately provocative—a tight top that showcased her cleavage and a mini skirt that hugged her curves, riding high to reveal just enough thigh.

Her 4a hair was styled in loose curls that framed her face, and her dark skin glowed under the fluorescent lighting. But her expression was innocent, a practiced mask of sweetness as she approached his desk.

"Professor Leo," she began, her voice sugary and laced with feigned helplessness, "I was hoping you could explain the last chapter again? I'm just... really struggling."

Professor Leo looked up from the papers scattered across his desk, his sharp features tightening at the sight of her.

His tailored suit and stern demeanor commanded respect, but his gaze immediately dropped to her exposed skin, lingering a moment too long.

He sighed, a mix of frustration and something darker clouding his eyes. "Ella,"he said, his voice sharp but low, "this is the third time this week. Are you actually here for help, or are you just looking for attention?"

Ella bit her lip, her act of innocence faltering for just a second before she recovered. "I just... I really want to do well in your class,"she said, her tone pleading.

"You're such a great teacher, and I don't want to let you down." She took a step closer, her hips swaying subtly, her chest pushed out. "Please, Professor? I'll do anything to understand this."

The air between them crackled with tension. Leo's jaw tightened, and for a moment, he looked away, as if fighting an internal battle.

Then, suddenly, he stood, his chair scraping against the floor as he towered over her. "Anything?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Prove it."

Ella's heart raced as he grabbed her wrist, his grip firm and unyielding. She let out a soft gasp as he pulled her toward the desk, her innocent act slipping further.

"Professor, what—" she started, but he cut her off, slamming her against the wooden surface. "Shut up," he snapped, his hands gripping her thighs, sliding up under her skirt.

"You've been teasing me for weeks, coming in here dressed like a whore, acting like you're not. Well, let's see how innocent you really are."

His words sent a shiver down her spine, a mix of fear and arousal coiling in her stomach. He yanked down her panties, the fabric tearing slightly as it gave way, exposing her wet pussy to his hungry gaze.

Ella gasped as he spat on his hand, the sound wet and obscene, before slapping her cunt hard enough to make her cry out. "Fuck," she hissed, her eyes widening as she bit her lip to stifle the noise.

Leo smirked, his thumb pressing into her clit, rubbing slow and cruel. "Quiet," he commanded, his voice harsh. "You don't get to make a sound unless I say so. Understand?"

Ella nodded frantically, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, Professor. Yes, I understand."

He shoved her skirt up around her waist, her tits spilling out of her top, the fabric straining against her swollen nipples. He grabbed one breast, squeezing rough, his thumb flicking her nipple until it was hard and aching. "Such a fucking tease," he muttered, leaning down to bite her neck, his teeth scraping her skin.

Ella whimpered, her hands clawing at his shoulders, but he slapped them away. "Hands behind your back. Now."

She complied, her chest heaving as she pressed her hands against the small of her back, her body on full display. "Good girl,"he said, his voice dripping with approval. "So fucking hot when you do what I say."

Leo stepped back, his eyes raking over her body before unbuckling his belt. His pants fell open, revealing his thick, hard cock, already glistening with pre-cum.

He grabbed her hair, pulling her head down. "Suck it," he ordered, shoving his dick into her mouth before she could even open it.

Ella gagged, her eyes watering as he thrust deep, his hands tangling in her hair. She adjusted quickly, her tongue swirling around the head, her lips stretching to accommodate his girth.

Leo groaned, his hips snapping forward, fucking her mouth with abandon. "That's it, you little slut," he growled. "Take it. Show me how much you've been wanting this."

He pulled out abruptly, leaving her gasping for air, her lips swollen and red. Without giving her time to recover, he pushed her back onto the desk, her legs dangling over the edge. "Spread your legs," he commanded, his voice harsh.

Ella did as she was told, her pussy glistening and swollen, her thighs trembling with anticipation. He spat on his fingers again, pressing them into her, pumping rough and fast.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he growled, his thumb finding her clit, rubbing in circles as she squirmed. "Like this, don't you? Being used like a little whore?"

"Please," Ella whimpered, her voice desperate. "Please, Professor, I—"

He cut her off by shoving his tongue inside her, eating her out with a ferocity that made her back arch. His hands gripped her hips, holding her still as he lapped at her clit, sucking and nibbling until she was a mess of moans and whimpers.

But just as she was about to come, he stopped, pulling back with a smirk. "Not yet," he said, his voice cruel. "I'm not done with you."

He stood, grabbing her by the hair, forcing her to her knees. "Suck it," he repeated, pushing his cock back into her mouth.

This time, he held her head still, fucking her throat hard and fast, his other hand grabbing her tits, squeezing and twisting.

Ella's eyes watered, her nose pressing into his stomach as she struggled to breathe, but she didn't stop, her tongue working feverishly to please him.

"That's it," he panted, his voice strained. "Take my dick like the little slut you are."

He pulled out again, Ella's lips swollen and red, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He pushed her back onto the desk, her legs spread wide. "Ready for me?" he asked, his voice dripping with malice.

Ella nodded, her breath shaky. "Yes, Professor. Please."

He didn't bother with lube, lining his cock up with her pussy before slamming into her in one brutal thrust.

Ella cried out, her nails digging into the desk as he filled her completely. "Quiet," he snapped, slapping her thigh hard. "Or I'll gag you."

He fucked her with rough, relentless strokes, her tits bouncing with each thrust. He leaned down, his mouth on hers, kissing her deep and dirty, his tongue dominating hers.

At the same time, he slid a thumb into her mouth, pressing it against her tongue, distracting her as he pounded into her. Ella moaned into his mouth, her head spinning from overstimulation, her body tense and trembling.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he growled, his voice hoarse. "So tight. So fucking wet."

He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit again, rubbing fast and hard as he fucked her deeper. "Come for me," he demanded, his voice urgent. "Come on my dick, you little slut. Do it."

Ella's eyes rolled back, her body convulsing as she screamed into his mouth, her pussy clenching around him. He didn't stop, riding out her orgasm before pulling out abruptly, his cum spraying across her stomach and tits.

"Fuck," he panted, his chest heaving as he watched his seed drip down her skin.

He grabbed a tissue from his desk, wiping her off roughly before shoving it into her hand. "Clean yourself up," he ordered, stepping back to adjust his pants.

Ella did as she was told, her body still shaking, her mind reeling from what just happened. "Professor..." she started, her voice small.

He cut her off with a sharp look. "Don't. Not a word. And don't come back to my office unless it's actually about your grades. Understood?"

Ella nodded, her face a mix of shame and arousal as she fixed her clothes, avoiding his gaze. She left the office without another word, the door clicking shut behind her.

Leo leaned against his desk, his chest still rising and falling as he stared at the closed door, his expression unreadable. The air was thick with the scent of sex, the silence broken only by the sound of his ragged breathing.