Page 17 of Hot Professor (Tainted Professors)

His threat is a promise that sends shivers racing down my arms and legs.

“But I don’t want you to stop.”

He makes a sound that something like a growl and then lowers his head to trail soft kisses along my jawline and down my neck, sucking lightly at the pulse point there. It makes me gasp again, and his responding moan is low in his throat, which creates a corresponding prickle between my legs.

“You taste so sweet,”he mumbles against my skin, making me blush. His hands roam over my back, moving up and down in a rhythm that fans the flames inside of me. One of his hands finds the hem of my dress and slowly slides it up my thigh, revealing more of my skin to his touch. His fingertips graze along the inside of my leg when I spread them, and I capture his shock in my mouth when he doesn’t encounter any underwear. His fingers trace the lips of my vagina, and I quiver, inhaling harshly when he slips the tip of one inside.

“You’re so wet.”

My breath catches and I widen my legs further and lean into him, begging for more with each touch.

He breaks contact with a light peck on my collarbone. Then he raises his face to look me square in the eye as his finger pauses in its quest. “Please tell me you want more.”

Chapter 9

Ivy

Knowing he wants to continue as much as I do, I nod eagerly. My heart is pounding as his finger slides back inside, moving slowly in and out as my body clenches around the intrusion.

“You’re so tight, even for one finger.”

I gulp.Should I tell him? I should tell him.

Suddenly, Harrison’s finger and the weight of his body are gone, and I’m being lifted into his arms. I fling mine around his neck as he strides out of the room and down a hall. He doesn’t say a word as he enters a bedroom, nudging a switch with his shoulder and flooding the room with light before carrying me to the bed. He sets me on my feet and then bends to grab the hem of my dress.

I raise my arms as he lifts the knit up and over my head. Then he goes silent. It’s so quiet while he stares at me that a pin could drop. I’ve reached the point of discomfort and am about to cross my arms over my private parts when he finally speaks.

“Oh, fuck, Ivy.”

He drops my dress to the floor and gently takes my bare breasts into his hands, weighing them and cupping them lightly. Lowering his head, he sticks out his tongue and swirls it aroundone nipple over and over until it’s hard and wet, and then he wraps his lips over it and sucks.

The sensation is like nothing I’ve ever felt. Every pull of his mouth sends a shockwave straight to my center. I moan, threading my fingers into his hair and arching into him as he switches to the other breast.

“I can’t believe this is happening.”I pant as I hold his head in place while he flicks his tongue across my other nipple before sucking it into his mouth like he did the first. By the time he’s given them equal attention, my arousal is dripping down my thighs.I never realized how pleasurable this type of foreplay could be. How I could probably orgasm from his hands and mouth on my breasts alone.

Harrison releases me and gives me a gentle shove so that I plop down on the edge of the bed. Then he drops to his knees. “I could smell you while I sucked on your tits, Ivy. I imagined each wet drop spilling to your thighs.”He places a hand on each knee and pulls them apart, spreading me wide, and I feel a moment of panic at being so exposed. “Lay back.”

I do as he says, and he lifts my legs, pinning them against my chest as he lowers his mouth to me.

The first swipe of his tongue almost sends me over the edge. He licks along the seam of my pussy lips before sliding inside my soaked folds, and then driving his tongue deep inside.

I gasp, my back coming off the bed. I watched this on the video, wondering how it would feel to have a man do what he’s doing in such an intimate spot. I thought I’d be embarrassed to be so vulnerable.

His hands slide up my legs, and I spread them wider, giving him more access. I can feel his hot breath against my core as he laps at me. Wet noises fill the air as he eats me without abandon, doing wicked things with his mouth that I didn’t imagine were possible. It’s like he’s having sex with my vagina using his tongueas he jabs it inside me with firm strokes. I’m lifting my hips, blatantly begging for more, rubbing myself all over his face, and I don’t care because it feels so good, and I don’t want him to stop.

When he starts sucking on my clit, I jerk and reach down to grab his hair with one hand. The pleasure is immense, I grip the covers on his bed with my other one as he uses his teeth on that sensitive little thing.

I close my eyes tight, overwhelmed with all the sensations coming at me, but then they spring open because I want to watch him. I want to take in every move he makes while losing myself to the blaze he’s stoking with every lick, every suck, every bite. His mouth leaves a trail of embers down the center of my vagina before returning to my clit and flicking it with his talented tongue.

“Oh God!”My fingers tunnel through his hair and tug gently, urging him closer as my body begins to coil like a spring. It’s like every nerve is tightening.

He groans, never taking his mouth off me, but then I feel his finger slip inside me again, pumping in and out in time with his tongue feathering rapidly over my clit.

“Faster.”

He increases the friction oh my clit and the pace of his finger, and I can sense something amazing building inside me, something bubbling up from somewhere deep. He somehow fits a second finger in there, and that’s all it takes.

I cry out as waves of bliss wash over me. My body trembles uncontrollably as stars burst behind my eyelids. My heart beats like I’ve run a race. I’m not sure I have enough oxygen to breathe.

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