Dear Professor(45)

It was too much. I needed to come.

I moved my hand beneath the fabric and ran my fingers over myself. I slipped a finger inside my pussy and rubbed my clit with my thumb. I moved my hips against my hand as the pleasure built. The only thing that remotely cut through my building orgasmic haze was the sounded of creaking boards to my side. I moved and moaned until I hit the edge and all I could do was ride it out.

When I opened my eyes, it was to stare into bright-blue, furious ones.

I smiled and rolled to the side with a glance to the screen. There were more people and the money was coming thick and fast. I knew how quickly those five dollars added up.

I peered up at Jordan through my lashes. Yeah, he was angry. It just spurred me on though. He was my professor, but I was about to teach him a thing or two.

I got onto my knees, still on the bed, and reached for him. I hooked two fingers through his belt loops and yanked him to me. He stepped forward once, and I kissed his lower stomach. My mouth traveled across the hot strip of skin right above his waistband. Slow, hot kisses against his tensed muscles. Teasing him. Taking back some power only to unleash it upon him in a way he wouldn’t forget.

I unbuckled his pants and slid them down his legs. My eyes focused on his cock, which was plastered against his body by his boxers. He was so large that I could almost see the head of his cock as it peeked out the top of his waistband. I ripped them down his legs and pushed them below his knees.

His cock sprang out, long and hard. Veins pulsed through it, and I wrapped my hand around the base of it. With a smile on my face, I rolled my tongue around the very tip. He hissed out a breath, so I closed my mouth over him and sucked gently.

He grabbed my hair and harshly tugged on it. The sting sent a bolt of pleasure through my body.

I went to work on him, drawing him right into my mouth. He groaned as I moved back and then forward again, exploring every inch of his cock with my lips and my tongue. I ran the tip of my tongue along every vein and touched my lips around every inch of him as he hit the back of my throat.#p#分页标题#e#

He held my hair even tighter as he lost his control and starting fucking my mouth. My eyes watered slightly as he came in deeply, but I held steady until I couldn’t any longer and stopped him. I swept my hair around the back of my neck and sucked him again. I sucked his cock vigorously and without mercy, hollowing my cheeks every time I pulled back, working him with my hand at the base of his length.

He groaned loudly, the sound reverberating through the air. I couldn’t help but smile and repeat exactly what I’d just done, drawing the sound from him again.

“Mmm, you like that?” I asked with a smile, teasing the tip of his cock with my lips.

He yanked my hair back, and with an inferno of need burning in his eyes, he shoved me onto my back by my hair and shut the laptop. My mouth dropped open as the fan stopped whirring and Jordan harshly tugged a door open. He pulled something out, raised it to his mouth, and pulled.

Foil ripped.

My body went into overdrive. My heart thundered and adrenaline rushed and my lungs tightened. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t think. I could only wait as he kicked the clothes from around his ankles and rolled the condom on.

He turned to me. His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and he stalked the couple of steps toward me and grabbed my ankles. He forced me onto my stomach then slapped his hand across my exposed ass.

“Get on your knees. Now.”

Rough and hard, it was a demand said in the tone of voice that reflected what was coming to me.

I did as he’d said although the sting from his palm was still trickling through my body. I was breathing too harshly to argue.

He placed his hands on my ass cheeks and spread them. Then he positioned himself between my legs. He edged the tip of his cock inside me, and I tensed in wait for his full thrust. He was teasing me, though, because his hand slid up my bare back and he wrapped my hair around his hand.

He was seriously obsessed with my hair.

But I was ready for the tug when it came. My back arched as he pulled my head back and his mouth came dangerously close to my ear.

“I warned you not to push me,” he breathed in a husky voice that had all my nerve endings tingling.

“I didn’t listen,” I whispered back, gasping as he pulled my hair tighter.

“And that was your mistake.”

He pushed into me in a way that was almost brutal. It sent a shock through my whole body, one that pumped through every vein and had my heart skipping beats. I trembled as he pulled out of me and thrust back in roughly. His powerful movements were both scary and thrilling.

In that moment, as he fucked me almost to the point of hurting me, I believed him. I believed him when he’d told me that he could.