[**PART ONE**](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11mw88r/in_her_nature_part_1_mf_cheating_race_play/)
It had been a week since the party and Anna had done everything to avoid the situation.
For the first days, she’d been paranoid about every text on her phone, and Lian’s phone. Anyone could have seen her go into that bathroom with Logan, and he could have told anyone about what had happened. But the days went by, and no one said anything, and even though she was safe… She still couldn’t sleep at night.
*I can’t wait for our date tonight,* she texted Lian from her Asian Studies class. Typically, she kept her phone away, especially in Professor Li’s class, but she’d been trying to be more attentive to Lian, and sweeter. Last night, she’d baked him cookies and gave him a shoulder rub after a long tennis practice. It didn’t undo what she’d done, but she needed to prove to herself that she was still the same attentive, caring girl she was before…
And it didn’t help that she was sharing a classroom with Logan, and every time she looked up, he was looking at her. The way he looked at her was enough to send heat rushing through her, prickling up to the back of her neck. Without a word, he could convey a hundred thoughts: the way his eyes lingered on the slight curve of her breast, the way they dipped to her black skirt and the her soft, pale legs. The way he seemed to speak the word want without a single word.
Before she was ready, the class bell had run and it was all Anna could do to try to finish up the last of her notes while the rest of the class filed out of the room. There she was, scribbling in the margins of her notebook still as the room emptied.
*Neither can I, love,* her phone pinged back–Lian. I’m so fortunate to have you.
Anna was still smiling as she packed her things up in her bag and stood to go–only to feel a hand on her arm. When she turned, there stood Logan, right by her desk. The entire class was empty, save for the two of them, and he was smiling coolly as his eyes wandered down her body.
“I was hoping we’d get a minute alone,” he said.
“I was hoping for the opposite,” Anna said, and when she turned to go he let go of her arm.
“Anna,” he called, and the warmth in his voice, the confidence, the deep rolling surety was enough to make her linger against her better judgment. “Aren’t you curious?”
“About what, Logan?” Anna asked, cringing at the fact that she gave him that much, that she engaged with him at all, as she turned around to look at him. God, but he looked good wearing his dark navy polo and a pair of khakis. It made her knees weak.
“If it would feel better the second time?” he asked, and he was closer again, and Anna wasn’t moving. She should be moving, but she couldn’t bring herself to step back from him. “I know how much you liked taking my big, white cock,” he pressed. “I bet your boyfriend can’t fuck you the way I can. I know he can’t make you cum like I can. Admit it.”
“Logan, just leave me alone,” Anna said, forcing her voice to steel as she looked at him, her stomach sour for everything he said about Lian… “It was a mistake. Once. That’s all it will ever be.”
“Then tell me he fucks you like I do. Tell me you cum like that for him,” Logan said and reached for her again. Anna didn’t move. His fingers brushed across her shoulder, bare from the sleeveless blouse she’d worn to class, slowly tracing the way down her arm. “Tell me you didn’t love the way I fucked you.”
“I–” Anna started, caught in his gaze, in the way his fingers felt on her arm, the way it woke some unwanted need in her. Anna wanted to lie, to tell him that Lian was better than him, and Lian was in every other way, but the way Logan had taken her, used her, made her feel like a slut for him… She should hate it, but it made a fire burn through her, a need she couldn’t put an end to. When she spoke again, it was barely a whisper–a breath, “I can’t.”
Why couldn’t she just say it? Why couldn’t she stay away from him?
Logan didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to. He wrapped his arms around her, bands of steel muscle, scooping her into his arms. Anna looped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, and the two of them lost themselves in one another.
All at once they were kissing. She opened her mouth for him and their tongues joined together, twisting around one another, Anna pushing her tongue further into his mouth, needing him in every way even though every part of her waking mind hated her in that moment. It did nothing for the feeling of need searing through her like a brand.
Logan carried her with ease, down the last steps to the center of the classroom. He put her down on Professor Li’s desk, swiping out his arm and sending textbooks, notebooks, pens and papers scattering into the air as he pushed her back down onto the desk and spread her legs for him, her skirt hiked up around her hips.
“Fuck,” Anna moaned for him before he’d even properly touched her, his hands hot on her bared thighs, sliding up up up until he was dragging her panties down, leaving her wet, aching pussy bare for him. Fuck, but she was wet for him already, yearning for him to fuck her, to be filled by his thick, white cock… “I need it.”
“I know,” he growled the word, his eyes bright with want as he worked the zipper of his trousers and she felt the thick shaft of his hard cock pressed against her pussy, making her moan just from the pressure of him rocking against her clit. “Sit up. Watch me fuck your tight little pussy, look at how good you look with my cock inside you.”
And then he was in her, his cock slipping inside her tight pussy, filling her entirely. The desk groaned beneath them, rocking as he thrust hard into her, burying his cock inside of her. Logan grabbed her by the arm and made Anna sit up, made her watch the way his cock slid into her wanting pussy, the way it stretched her open. She moaned from just the sight of it, how thick he looked thrusting into her, how dirty it felt to watch him.
He grabbed her by the thigh and held her there for him, legs open, his fingers a brand making her skin go white around his grip. Anna’s breath came hard and ragged as he fucked her harder, the desk shaking under them. She looked past him at the door, at the narrow window, the students passing through the hall… Any one of them could come in, waiting for the next class. Any one of them could see Logan Goodson fucking her hard, using her.
“You’re my dirty little slut,” he said, hot in her ear, his hand buried in her hair, holding her there, making her watch everything as he dragged her down against him so he could fuck her harder, faster, deeper, until all she could feel was him pounding into her. “Tell me you’re my dirty little slut. Tell me all you want is to be used.”
“I want you to use me,” Anna moaned the words, her breath coming in hard, fast pants, trying to catch her breath and failing. He maneuvered her so easily, shoving her back onto the desk, forcing her legs up and onto his shoulders, opening her for him in a way Lian had never done–could never do. He was too gentle, too sensitive, too caring to use her the way Logan did, a tool for his own pleasure… “I want you to make me yours,” she said, and she hated herself for saying it, but god it felt good to say. It made her shiver, it made her entire body quake.
“Fuck, you are my good little toy,” he growled, her legs over his shoulders, his cock buried inside of her as he fucked her so hard the line between pleasure and pain blurred.
The two of them came together, hard, her pussy squeezing hard around his cock, feeling the way the bulbous head thrust against her g-spot, the way he thrust deep enough all she could feel was his cock, the way it pulsed for her, the way he filled her tight cunt, filling her with his hot, sticky cum until it was dripping all over the desk beneath them.
While she was still shaking in the aftershock of her orgasm, he pulled out of her and pushed her legs to the side, grinning, not even close to out of breath. “Get up and bend over the desk, I’m going to show you who you belong to.”
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