Page 5 of Professor's Forbidden Temptation

She bites her lip. “That one kiss isn’t enough.”

Those words are enough to make my dick twitch. I try to remind myself that we’re still in a classroom, right where anyone could catch us, and that it would be crazy to even consider taking her here and now.

But I can’t help myself. She makes me crazy.

“Well then, I’ll just have to give you more,” I murmur, my voice dropping low. “Go lock the door.”

Emily’s eyes are wide behind her cat-eye frames. She swallows hard before turning on her heel and doing what I asked her. Then she walks back to me, hips swaying, each step echoing in the silent room. When she stops in front of me, we stare at each other for a beat, a current of electricity passing between us.

I move fast, capturing her lips and picking up where we left off yesterday. As I’m exploring her mouth with my tongue, I spin her around, grabbing her by the hips and placing her on the desk. She wraps her arms around my neck and makes a soft huff of contentment at the change of position.

We swap kisses for a few minutes, our tongues pressing against each other. She tries to keep up with me, her movements shy and coltish. It occurs to me that if she hasn’t kissed many other men, she probably hasn’t done much else. I have the opportunity to open her up to a whole new world of pleasure.

With that thought in mind, I hook my fingers into the waistband of her leggings. “You want this?” I growl, and I feel a shiver run through her.

“Yes,” she breathes, and it’s all I need to hear. In a smooth motion, I yank her leggings and her panties down. I spread her legs and kneel before her.

“What are you doing?” she asks, looking at me with lust-blown eyes.

“Do you trust me?” I ask as I rub comforting circles against her bare thighs.

“Yes,” Emily whispers, and warmth floods my body. She’s trusting me with her first time – I’m going to make it perfect.

Even though I want to go straight for her pussy, I pepper kisses against the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. Her legs twitch at the sensation, and she grabs for my hair like it’s her only anchor. My dick is almost at full hardness from the reactions I’m getting out of this precious little thing. Right now, I’m her teacher in the world of sexual gratification, her professor in more ways than one.

“Please,” she murmurs, not even knowing what she’s asking for.

“Please, what?” I say against her skin, prompting her to ask for what she wants.

Instead of a request, Emily says, “Please, professor.”

Something in me snaps. I surge forward, swiping the flat of my tongue from the bottom of her opening up to her clit. She moans in pleasure, the noise echoing off the walls. One of her hands leaves my hair to cover her mouth, which is a good idea considering where we are but I wish I could hear every noise she makes.

Spurred on by her reaction, I circle my tongue around the bundle of nerves. Her legs tremble violently, and I can tell she’s trying to keep from clamping them around my head. The hand that’s still in my hair tightens, pulling so hard it hurts. My neglected cock starts to ache, but I refrain from touching myself. I won’t until I get her off with my mouth.

Her breaths become labored, and when I glance up at her, her eyes are squeezed shut. It’s so obvious that she’s starting to get close. I’m in awe of how sensitive she is. She’s never felt this good before, and I feel like the luckiest man in the world to be able to give this to her.

In an attempt to make her feel as incredible as possible, I insert a finger into her tight, wet heat. Her pussy clenches around the digit, and her legs tighten around me. She grinds into my mouth, chasing her climax. I intend to give it to her.

I grab her ass, pulling her harder against my tongue. The muffled sounds she’s making get louder, and I know she’s teetering on the edge. So I close my lips around her clit, sucking and massaging at the nub until she yelps and her heels dig into my back.

I work her through her orgasm. Her body twitches violently as I lap up her juices. It isn’t until she starts gasping, “Stop,” and tugs my hair that I pull away. Then, her taste still on my tongue, I stand up and kiss her fiercely.

“You were incredible,” I say when I break the kiss.

“I’ve never cum before,” she says, the words making my hard cock leak.

“Did you like it?” I ask, reveling in the way her cheeks get impossibly redder.

“Yes,” she replies, her voice no more than a whisper.

“If you liked that, I can show you something you might like even more,” I practically growl. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” she says without hesitation. “I trust you, Connor.”

Chapter 4

Emily

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