The Risque Contracts Series(56)

Chapter 4


Gabe


Her statement set off every nerve in my body. Fireworks exploded, burning until I was so consumed with need, I nearly lost my control, completely.

She was graduating early. I had the freedom to kiss her, to fuck her, to make her mine. I fused our lips together once again, our tongues tangling. Tilting my head, I took the kiss even deeper as one hand left her waist to grasp her ass, lifting her higher and wrapping a leg around my waist. Her other leg followed suit without any urging. She’d worn a skirt to class, something I was immensely grateful for at that moment. Her pussy was pulsing with heat. I could feel it through my slacks where my cock was lined up in the perfect position.

I needed more. I needed to feel her pressing into me, her warmth enveloping my painfully hard erection. I turned towards the door and slammed her up against it, my cock tight against her pussy. I wanted to bury myself inside her more than anything, but somewhere in my brain was a thread of logic, reminding me of meetings I had to attend and papers I had to grade.

“Fuck, Charlotte. I’ve wanted you for so long. I want to feel you coming all over my cock, but we haven’t got the time right now. So I’ll settle for you coming on my tongue,” I mumbled as I placed hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses down the column of her neck. She whimpered and her back arched, thrusting her chest up. She’d removed her sweater during class and I could see her nipples beaded and hard under her thin camisole. They were impossible to resist, so I didn’t even try. I licked her right bud through the silky fabric before sucking it into my mouth. She cried out and pushed her chest further into my face. I nibbled and sucked on it before moving to the left one, wishing they were naked in my mouth. Charlotte was gripping my biceps and rocking into me, my dick straining to reach the pulsing heat of her pussy. I needed to stop, before I reached the point where I wouldn’t be able to. Which I was really fucking close to.

My hands had been firmly on her ass, but I removed one to snap the bands of what felt like a G-string, so the fabric would drop to the floor. I slid my palm along her outer thigh until it reached her knee. Urging her to unhook her leg, I draped it over my arm and did the same with the other. I held her up with my arms beneath her knees, my hands coming over to part her thighs. Then I used the wall as leverage to push her up and put her legs over my shoulders, putting her dripping pussy at just the right height. She squeaked in surprise but it turned into a moan when I licked her from bottom to top.

“Hold on, sweetheart,” I commanded, and she grabbed onto my head to balance herself. “I’m going to eat this drenched pussy until I’ve had my fill. These walls aren’t soundproof, so as much as I’m dying to hear you scream out my name, you need to keep quiet. Got it?” I licked her again and she cried out. I turned my head and bit her thigh lightly. “I’ll stop if you don’t keep quiet.” I looked up to see her press her lips together and nod her head.

I began to devour her pussy. It tasted fucking amazing. Her sweetness exploded on my tongue. Her thighs started to quake and the muffled sounds contained behind her closed lips hinted that she was almost there. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” I asked, my voice muffled with my face still deep in her heat. “I’ve got you. But, hold on tight and stay silent.”

I didn’t wait for her answer. I shoved my tongue inside her and slid it up to her clit, sucking it into my mouth with deep pulls. One more thrust of my tongue before I returned to her clit, and she went off like a fucking rocket. Her head banged back against the wall, her body shook with tremors, and her grip on my head was almost painful. I licked her through the shaking, then unwound my arms, cupping her ass and sliding her back down to a safe height where I could let her legs fall to the ground.

She would have stumbled a little if I hadn’t had a hold of her waist. The look of her face...fuck. It was flushed, her eyes glazed over, but looking so satisfied. I was determined not to wait long before seeing that expression again, this time while I was balls deep inside her.

I kissed her swollen lips softly and stepped back, testing her ability to stay standing. She didn’t wobble so I let her go and grabbed her sweater from where she’d flung it across a chair. “Here, sweetheart. Put this back on.” I started to help her but she pushed my hands away.

“I’m too hot.”

“Charlotte, I’m the only man who is ever going to get to see those pretty, pink nipples again,” I said firmly.

She rolled her eyes, “I wasn’t planning on walking out naked, Prof—.”

“Gabe,” I corrected her, needing to hear my name on her lips while I could still taste her on my own.