"Don't move your hands from this bed."
His palms glide over my skin, leaving my wrists and sliding up my arms until his warm hands are placed on my back.
"You understand baby?"
My fingers grasp the fabric of our comforter, balling it up in my fists as his hand caresses it's way down my lower back.
"Yes." I breathe out. "I do." My voice trembles with anticipation.
His hand presses down on the small of my back, bending me forward and pressing my chest against the mattress.
His hand squeezes in between my thighs and pushes on them in order to make me spread my legs.
I shift my weight, moving my feet apart as he puts his hands onto my hips.
"That's my good girl."
His fingers trace the waistband of my yoga pants, until he hooks a finger in and pulls them down my legs. As soon as they hit the ground, I step out of them and he kicks them to the side.
His hand kneads at my thigh, dragging upwards to rest his palm against my core.
I feel the dampness that has already settled into the fabric of my panties as his palm grinds lightly against my folds.
"Something tells me I won't even need the full four minutes." He chuckles as two of his fingers push my panties to the side.
I let out a tiny gasp as they easily push past my entrance and curl upwards inside of me with no warning.
As soon as he find the spot on my front wall, I feel myself clench around his digits, the heavenly warmth spreading down my lower body.
"Thats the spot, isn't it baby?"
I nod my head frantically, feeling my knees start to buckle.
His fingers work tirelessly at my gummy walls, creating a pleasure in my lower half that has my knuckles turning white as I hold onto the sheets to keep me standing.
"Fuck, that feels so good." I moan out, the lewd noises of my arousal filling the room as evidence.
I hear the zipper of his pants and the rustling of the fabric as he drops his pants to the floor, sending his boxers along with them.
His fingers leave me empty and aching for more as he tugs at my underwear, yanking it down to the middle of my thighs.
He slides the head of his dick in between my folds, rubbing it back and forth on my clit with each small rut.
I push back against him, trying to angle myself in order for him to fill me the way I need him to.
"Have some patience pretty girl."
"That four minutes- is almost up." I manage to say in between my moans.
"Fuck the four minutes." He whispers, the pleasure in his voice seeping through to his words
"You just like teasing me." I whimper in a voice that's embarrassingly needy.
I try to back my hips up against him again and his hands hold my firmly in place.

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Falling for my Sensei •• Kakashi Hatake x OC
FanfictionMINORS DNI *Do not comment your age if you are under 17* Contains mature content, 17+ readers! If you like please vote so I know I should continue 🥺💖 Kakashi x OC Will contain: lemon 🍋 Drugs 🚬 Foul language 🤬 Underage drinking 🍺 Big Age...