"Oh! Professor!” My innocent little girl voice is back, and I can hear him groan beneath me; "Fuck my little pussy with that big, thick cock of yours!" I start to bounce faster and faster on him, and his grunts begin to fill the room, “Oh, fuck me, Professor! Fuck me with that big thick cock! Pump my tight little freshman pussy with that dick!”
Liam groans at my little innocent voice, and I start to bounce up and down on him faster and faster as I squeal and moan. I’m going to come soon - bare and wet on his cock - and I want to feel him fill me when I do. I want to feel him pump every drop of his hot cum inside me, no matter the consequences.
“God you feel so good stretching me like that, mister. Your big fat cock feels so good inside of me like that!”
I can hear Liam groan behind me as I bounce on him, milking every inch of his shaft. He sits up then, rocking deep inside of me his hands slide up to cup my big, swaying breasts and run his fingertips over my nipples.
“Play with your clit, honey,” he growls as he bites my ear, making my young body shudder with please. “I want to feel you milk every single drop of my cum out of my balls deep in that tight pussy.”
He begins to hungrily suck and kiss at my neck, sending shivers right down my spine. “I’m gonna come, baby.” He growls into me ear, making me moan out loud as I feel the tremors start in my toes as my body begins to crash over the edge. “And I’m gonna pump you full of my thick, hot cum.” I teeter on the edge, feeling myself start to fall.
“Come for me, honey. Come on my big dick.”
Yeah, that does it.
With a loud cry, I shudder as I come, clenching tight around Liam and moaning as my orgasm tears through me. And right then, Liam’s cock swells up, and with a roar, I felt him throb and twitch deep inside of me as the first thick squirt of his cum splashes up into me.
Squirt after squirt of his hot, thick cream erupts into my fertile young body, filling me to the absolute brim as he growls and slowly keeps pumping me.
Slowly, gasping, we slow to a stop until we’re still in the semi-dark of the room, breathing heavily and trying to catch our breaths.
Ok, wow.
Chapter 22
Liam
Ellie and I lay in that bedroom upstairs, with the party locked away on the other side of the door, and it’s just the two of us. She’s laying against my chest, her fingers trailing over the inked lines and designs of my sleeve tattoo. Her small, warm body is curled up again my much bigger, harder frame, and I let my eyes close as I feel her breath on my chest and inhale the scent of her hair.
“What are we going to do?” I murmur before I can stop myself.
I grin; yeah, it was me that just said that. The cliche here would be the younger, inexperienced girl being the one getting weird with this and starting to get clingy. But fuck, here I am saying it. Because right then, I don’t want this to end. I don’t want to go back downstairs and have to put a fucking mask, I want to shout to the world that she’s mine.
Because yeah, she’s young, but not in spirit. I mean this girl reads books - real fucking great books - and she thinks, and she’s got a brilliant mind. I think again to the mystery coffee shop girl with Joyce under her arm and the ass I couldn’t get enough of. Yeah, she’s sexy as all fucking sin, but it’s the combo of the sort of sexiness that she doesn’t even quite get how to use yet and the fact that she can keep up with my intellectually.
I almost want to take back my words before I ruin the whole damn moment, but then she’s turning, and she’s kissing me. I growl into those soft, pouty lips.
“Well,” she says, pulling back, her eyes looking up as she thinks. “I mean, I’m only your student another few months, right?”
I can feel my cock twitch a little bit as she says it. She feels it, of course, and grins as she reaches down to give me a languid stroke. “After that?” She shrugs. “After that could we be open?”
“People would talk.”
She winks. “Fuck ‘em.”
I laugh. “You’ve been hanging around me too long. I think I’m corrupting you into a girl with a dirty mouth.”
She bites her lip, her eyes sparkling at me as she leans close. “Well why don’t you take me home, and I’ll let you corrupt this dirty little mouth as much as you want.”
Uh, check please.
Chapter 23
Liam
I’m still in dreamland with this girl as we unlock the door and head back down to the party. It’s still the madhouse it was before, but I’m barely aware of it as we move through the crowd.