Page 64 of Sinful Touch

In a few short months, my entire life has changed because of Lil. She is the center of everything I do and think about.

We are both obsessed with each other in the most loving and disturbing kind of way, but I wouldn’t change any of it, all of my choices up to this point have brought me to her, and now that I have had her, I will never fucking let go.

We are both hoping that with a little more time things will calm down, and Chad will finally understand that she belongs to me, that is our hope but I have bad fucking luck and I have a feeling that he is not done yet, not by a fucking long shot.

“Lost in thought Professor?” Lil says softly, taking my attention away from the papers that are spread out on my desk.

A small smile forms across my lips as she starts to make her way over to me, circling my desk and stopping directly in front of me; she grabs onto the edge of my desk and looks right into my eyes; she has no idea what I see when I look at her.

“What are you doing, Darlin?”

She smiles and gets onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and leaning in, resting her lips against my ear; I grab onto her hips as she starts to grind against my cock.

Fuck, my cock pushes against my slacks, making me groan.

She takes my ear lobe into her mouth and sucks, making my heart race. I make my way underneath her shirt, placing my hands against her soft, warm skin.

“I love you, Jax,” She whispers into my ear; she slowly starts to kiss down my jawline to my throat and starts to suck and lick.

Fuck, my nails dig into her back as I run them down her back. She arches into me her head falls back as she continues to grind against my cock.

What the fuck is happening right now.

I lean in and bite down on her throat, and she lets out a moan as she continues to grind against me, causing my cock to pre cum in my boxers.

I reach between us and make my way down her leggings.

My fingers go between her folds she continues to now grind against my hand.

I lick and suck her neck she grabs onto the back of my hair and pulls fucking hard, a growl escapes me as I push two fingers into her pussy.

I pull back, watching her eyes roll back into the back of her head.

“Do you trust me, Darlin?” I ask, needing to hear the word once again.

“Yes, I trust you,” She whispers in a low dark tone.

“Who do you belong to?” I ask in a low, dark, desired voice.

“You, I belong to you.” She moans.

I continue to push my fingers in and out of her, she continues to grind against my hand needing more friction.

My balls start to tighten as I see the sweat roll down her throat.

Fuck this has to be the hottest fucking non fucking with my cock I think I have ever experienced.

She is going to get me off by just her getting off.

“Be my good fucking good and cum on my fingers,” I say through gritted teeth.

Her walls wrap tightly around my fingers as I hit the same spot over and over and over again, she screams my name as she releases on my fingers, my head falls back and I feel my release fill my boxers.

Holy fucking shit.

I slow down my pace and then pull my fingers from her pussy and leggings. She sinks onto my lap, lowers her head, and watches me as I open my mouth and stick my two fingers into my mouth; I suck her juices from my fingers, making sure I get off of it; I don't want any of it to go to waste.

“Darlin, you are going to be the death of me.”

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