Page 9 of Professor Obsessed

“I may not read romance, but you can read me any of those love scenes,” I leaned forward on my forearms. My face closed in on hers as her expression turned sultry, “And I promise you, I’ll make you come harder.”

Her jaw dropped. My cock hardened against the fly of my slacks.

“Remember what I said about blushing?” I told her as her entire chest flushed, “That you weren’t able to play coy with your cunt leaking my come?”

She nodded, her pupils dilated like a kitten with catnip.

“You’re blushing again kitten,” my voice thickened with desire, “and I think it’s been far too long since I’ve had you.”

The tremble in her hands told me she was ready to take this back to her place. I paid the bill, tipped the waiter double, and led her back to the car. The night air was cool compared to earlier and the walk to the car was pleasant. I held her hand and opened the door for her, treating her exactly how a delicate beauty like herself should be treated. We arrived at her building in no time, which worked in our favor as our breathing became more rapid and ravenous for one another. The tension in the car built up in anticipation for the explosive night that was sure to happen.

She led me through the lobby of the building I had watched her in so many nights before. I knew exactly which one was hers. We didn’t speak as she opened the door to her flat. It was as I expected, just enough room for her, with no trace of a man ever having been there.

Emma was a pace in front of me from leading me in. I wrapped my arm around her neck pulling her back against me and inhaling the scent of her floral shampoo, “Kitten,” I growled, the sound coming from somewhere low in my throat, “you have one minute to be naked and ready for this dick.”

I squeezed her subtle breasts feeling her nipple pebble under the fabric. She just nodded, her body trembling, the pulse in her throat rapid against my hand.

Emma was going to feel me for weeks after I finished with her.

9

EMMA

My pulse raced as I darted out of Chase’s arms towards my bed, I didn’t even have time to be embarrassed at how small and messy my flat was as I stripped to nothing. I crawled under the covers as Chase stalked across the room with a hungry expression.

He undid his belt slowly as he sauntered towards me. His nimble fingers unfastened each button on his shirt, his green gaze refusing to leave mine, “I love that look you have on your face,” he rumbled. The bed dipped under his weight as he crawled to me.

Discarded clothing littered the tiny flat.

He took my mouth roughly, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, my body already sore from being thoroughly loved the night before. He leaned his forehead against mine, my heart hammered in my chest as we both caught our breath.

“What look do I have on my face, professor,” I mewed, fully intending to be a tease.

“The look of a woman who has no idea who’s about to fuck her,” he growled grabbing the side of my neck pulling me to him as he ravaged my mouth once again.

I was soaking wet, I felt the wet spot on the sheet as his tongue dominated mine. He was so fucking good at dirty talk, everything he said got me hot, the way his voice dropped octaves made him even sexier.

“The way you touch me,” I moaned as he shed the rest of his clothing, “I can’t explain what it does to me.” I rambled taking in his body for the first time.

Chase was the epitome of sex. He had smooth tanned skin, toned biceps with thick veins that met the thicker vein in the side of his neck. His abs were lean and toned, he wasn’t bulky like some of the men described in my books, but athletic. Like he could run for two days without tiring. The “v” shape cut that led to a light dusting of brown hair drew me in. My eyes met the most massive cock I’d ever seen.

He was huge, it was no wonder my pussy was so swollen and sore. His cock jutted out, a bead of pre-cum on the tip begging to be licked clean. It was thicker at the base and swollen with need.

“You like what you see, kitten?”

I couldn’t speak, just nodded.

“You’ll take the entire thing like the good girl you are,” he peeled the covers back, his minty breath skimmed across my cheeks as he pressed gentle kisses all over, “Before I plunge my cock into your sweet little cunt, you’re gonna sit on my fucking face and let me drown in your explosion.”

My whole body shook with apprehension and need. I’d never done such an explicit position with anyone before. I was worried about suffocating him. Oh God, was my asshole going to be close to his mouth?

“Don’t make me beg kitten,” his mouth closed around my throat, sucking and pulling on the sensitive skin. “I want to be face deep in your pussy.” Another flood of wetness pooled between my legs, my pussy throbbed in the rhythm he was sucking.

His mouth made its way to my breasts; modest size, but nowhere near big. He pulled the nipple into his mouth pulling at the hard peak, his tongue flicked it back and forth before sucking with a loud pop releasing it. I was groaning and grinding against him.

“Emma,” I looked at him, nothing but the street lights lighting up my tiny flat, “Ride my face like the innocent little kitten you are.” He shifted our position so he was lying flat. My thighs spread on either side of his face, “Fuck you smell fucking delectable.”

Feeling awkward, I slowly settled my pussy over his lips, feeling the first graze of his tongue on my clit. It was like a live wire the way he set me off. I screamed his name immediately, losing all sense of embarrassment. The flat of his tongue licked my entire core greedily, flicking and sucking my throbbing pussy. I rocked on his face hard, controlling the placement of his tongue. Right where I wanted him, his hands came up behind me gripping and spreading my ass cheeks. He devoured me just like that as my vision blurred. Seeing spots I came with a gush, my juices flowing down the sides of his face as he continued his assault relentlessly.

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