Page 56 of My Forbidden Professor

“Mine.” He utters the one word before he dives in.

And.

Devours.

Me.

I cry out, fingers digging into his hair as an unexpected orgasm barrels through me. My muscles clench and I hover in a breathless space while white sparks shoot through me. He kisses me right there as though he’s kissing my mouth. Sucking. Nipping. He drags his tongue through the sopping mess, licking me clean with each hard and fast swipe. My clit throbs as I sink back down from my high. He shoves his face between my thighs, captures my clit in his mouth and sucks hard.

I soar again, muscles locking, breath catching in my lungs.

He rises before I’ve caught my breath, picks me up, turns and lays me on my bed. I’ve never had a man in my own bed before. This isn’t an invasion of my sanctuary but a welcome addition. He adds warmth into my room. His presence fills corners I never knew were lonely. He rises over me, one hand on my waist and the other threaded through my hair.

“One of us is far too over dressed for this occasion,” I tease, although there’s something illicit about the fact I’m naked while he’s still fully dressed.

And then, suddenly, his clothes are offensive to me. I want us both naked together. I come up onto my elbow as he draws back, fingers coming to his shirt. His eyes rake over me as he peels off his clothes with frenzied movements until he’s standing there naked. Vulnerable. The breath is stolen from my lungs again for a different reason.

He’s breathtaking. Beautiful.

He circles his hand around his cock and strokes himself. I follow the motion with my gaze and I’m overcome with a singular urge. My mouth waters as I come to my hands and knees and reach for him.

“Come here.” A command. A plea.

He steps toward me without hesitation and groans as I lean into his body, all bulging muscles and smooth skin. I grip his shaft, silk and steel searing my palm, and then kiss the mushroom head. His musky scent rises around me, coming from the most potent part of him.

I want to taste him. The compulsion is too overwhelming to think of anything else.

He groans as I draw him into my mouth. Masculine musk and earth coat my tongue. He lets out a sound like a hiss and thrusts gently into me. I suckle him as he moves, sliding my tongue over the ridges and veins, filling my mouth with him. His fingers twine through my hair, brushing strands away from my face. I glance up to find his gaze locked onto my parted lips, burning and ferocious.

My clit throbs and I wonder if I’ll come again just with him in my mouth. I’m close. My arousal is fast racketing up into an inferno once again.

I’ve never done this with a man.

I’ve never wanted to, until now.

But with Jacob, I want to put my lips all over him. I want to make him feel good. As blissful as he’s made me.

I hollow my cheeks, drawing him deep into me and suck hard. I release the suction, withdraw and bob my head to do it all over again. His thighs tremble and a strangled sound comes from his throat. His fingers tighten as I bob again and again, sucking, gliding, using my tongue to swirl around his head. The veins in his cock pulse.

“God. Steph. I’m going to cum…”

He tries to release himself from me, but I don’t want to draw away. I want to taste him. Eat him as he’s eaten me. I clamp my fingers around his thighs and suck. Hard.

He lets out a wordless cry. He thrusts, muscles tensing. His cock throbs and my mouth is filled with his salty release. I swallow, not wanting to let anything dribble from my mouth. His body spasms and then falls still.

I release him, gently rubbing his balls and his thighs as he pulls free. He’s wet where he’s been in my mouth and I watch his still semi-hard shaft jerk beneath my gaze.

“That was…” He breathes heavily.

A brown curl flops over his brow as he draws his fingers gently over my cheek. He traces the line of my jaw with his thumb. His eyes flare when I suck his thumb into my mouth. I smirk because I’ll never get tired of the way I can make him come undone.

His eyes gleam with light. He leans into me, one hand on my shoulder and directs me onto my back. I lay as his hot gaze roams over my body. I feel beautiful. Desirable. Wanted.

Needed.

I glance down the length of his body to see his erect cock bob against his abdomen. That shouldn’t be… How can he…It takes more time to recover from…

I suck in a quick breath and it’s his turn to smirk when my shocked gaze returns to his face. “Need you so much, baby.”

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